Get Buck in Here

DJ Felli Fel & Lil Jon & Ludacris & Diddy & Akon - Rap, In English
Get Buck in Here
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Duration: 3:31
Lyrics
[Intro: Akon, DJ Felli Fel, Lil Jon/Ludacris, & Diddy] Chea It's that incredible shit (Talk to 'em) There's too many beautiful ladies In the house tonight, Felli… (HEY) I think we need to hit 'em off with somethin' proper Somethin'… (Okay… WHOO) They call me Diddy (DJ Felli Fel) Testing one, two, three Testin' one, two, three Check this out, listen to me, listen [Verse 1: Diddy] It's tricky, I'm picky, baby, but I just spotted you Doin' your thang, G-string, shoe-string point of view Hey, lend me your body, you got me in the zone Bet a million and a half cash I can make you explode You don't wanna brave the cold, you want a day of Combs I can take you on outer limits away from home (Where your bills pile?) I'm whylin' fo' sho' In the middle of the club, doin' a rodeo show The hoes seem steamy, wet, dreamy Invisible sets gleamy; (Incredible sex) you need me Ease me, please me, baby I maybe am a little crazy but in a way that they playa-pay me [Chorus: Akon, DJ Felli Fel & Ludacris] Don't make me get buck in here Shorty drop it to the ground like she ain't got manners Too much booty for one man to handle When all I need is a one-night scandal And I'ma get buck in here Damn, lil' mama, know you fit my standards You're the type that make me grip that handle Lick shots in the air, bustin' that random While you make it clap-clap-clap-clap-clap (You gotta shake that thang, shake that thang) While you make it clap-clap-clap-clap-clap (Just shake that thang, shake that thang) Okay, Luda… let's go [Verse 2: Ludacris] She can make it clap like a standin' ovation Spin like my record at your radio station Feel the sensation, I put it right there They be like, "LUDA" I be like "He-yeah" You like it like that, don't you, baby? The flow's insane, and the stroke is crazy I stroke so good like Tiger Woods Then I ROWRR, like a tiger would My livelihood is not Hollywood I'm still Southside Atlanta, that's a lively hood A circus, big top like Ringling Brothers If you wanna learn somethin', bring your mother Sit back and observe, invite your friends We can mix it all up, like juice and gin Felli on the celly with a couple of twins 'Cause tonight, damn right we gon' do it again [Chorus: Akon, DJ Felli Fel, & Diddy] Don't make me get buck in here Shorty drop it to the ground like she ain't got manners Too much booty for one man to handle When all I need is a one-night scandal And I'ma get buck in here Damn, lil' mama, know you fit my standards You're the type that make me grip that handle Lick shots in the air, bustin' that random While you make it clap-clap-clap-clap-clap (You gotta shake that thang, shake that thang) While you make it clap-clap-clap-clap-clap (Just shake that thang, shake that thang) Ayo! Ayo, Felli! Brotha, let me hit this one more time [Verse 3: Diddy] Listen, women lace 'em, G4 jet flyin' Twist 'em crooked, cell phone number's private Flip 'em, change 'em, prissy, I'm bougie, the hood Game 'em, taste 'em, trizzies I run 'em, I'm good (Ow) Leather or silk, I melt 'em all (Talk to 'em) Love 'em, leave 'em, give 'em hell fo' sure (Don't stop) Tell 'em words they mind and soul deserve (Don't stop) Or give 'em things they might prefer (Keep it goin') San Tropez or Mandarin sweet massage 'em (Keep it goin') Pimp, game 'em, Grants and Benz's I charge 'em Used to style 'em, now I just Virgin Isle 'em (Talk to 'em) Karma Sutra, freaky and leavin' 'em smilin' [Chorus: Akon & DJ Felli Fe] Don't make me get buck in here Shorty drop it to the ground like she ain't got manners Too much booty for one man to handle When all I need is a one-night scandal And I'ma get buck in here Damn, lil' mama, know you fit my standards You're the type that make me grip that handle Lick shots in the air, bustin' that random While you make it clap-clap-clap-clap-clap (You gotta shake that thang, shake that thang) While you make it clap-clap-clap-clap-clap (Just shake that thang, shake that thang) [Interlude: Lil' Jon] Hold up, bust that shit, fuck that shit (Yo-yo-yo-yo) It's yo' boy Lil' Jon (Yeah) Time to take this motherfucker to another level (Let's go) Ha ha ha, y'all ain't ready Get yo' motherfuckin hands up Hey (Put 'em up, put 'em up) A-get yo' motherfuckin hands up Hey (Put 'em up, put 'em up) A-throw yo' motherfuckin drinks up Hey (Put 'em up, put 'em up) A-throw yo' motherfuckin drinks up Hey (Put 'em up, put 'em up) Now get buck in this bitch, buck in this bitch (Get) buck in this bitch, (Get) buck in this bitch (Get) crunk in this bitch, (Get) crunk in this bitch (Get) crunk in this bitch, (Get) crunk in this bitch Hey (Hey) [Outro: Diddy] Ayo, Felli, you a fool for that one, man A-Ha
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Credits
- Writers
- Lil Jon
- Ludacris
- Akon
- DJ Felli Fel
- Aasim