Baby U Got

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[Intro: 50 Cent] Ahhhhhh! G-Unit! Baby you got, you got, you got, you got what I want Baby you got, you got, you got, you got what I need Now shake that thang Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it up Girl shake that thang Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it up [Chorus: 50 Cent] (Baby you got) hips to hypnotize When you walk I can't help but watch you shake I love the way you shake (Baby you got) lips to make a nigga fantasize I could spend a day lost in your eyes (Baby you got) some kind of control on me Feels like you got a hold on me (Baby you got) my imagination running wild Infatuated with your physical, damn, I like your style [Verse 1: 50 Cent] It's something about your style, it's something about your smile It's something about you making me want you right now (yeah!) If you don't like me, don't listen to me Lord knows, I spit that G that have you coming out your clothes I'm a professional when I become sexual You need a chaperone to bring your girlfriend next to you (woo!) Don't it sound like phone sex, kinky, when I talk switch the slang Hard to tell that nigga from New York, shorty Come ride on my roller coaster Porn star stamina, I try not to damage her (haha) Unlimited tongue action 'til you're climaxing Foreplay, you can have it your way I follow directions, whoa, you're jiggling baby Back shots have your whole bed wiggling crazy After sipping on Nightrain, that potent pipe game I have you saying, "slow down baby" [Chorus: 50 Cent] (Baby you got) hips to hypnotize When you walk I can't help but watch you shake I love the way you shake (Baby you got) lips to make a nigga fantasize I could spend a day lost in your eyes (Baby you got) some kind of control on me Feels like you got a hold on me (Baby you got) my imagination running wild Infatuated with your physical, damn, I like your style (Get 'em Buck!) [Verse 2: Young Buck] Baby, it's hard to look and don't touch Girl the way you strut and dressed in your Von Dutch I don't know if it's your lips or your hips that got me Or the way that ass bounce when you move your body I'm parked outside in the blue Denali It's room for two, just me and you, if you 'bout it Ice from Tiffany & Co., Norma Kamali footwear I spend g's, I'm a G, that's a good look girl You need a thug that can handle that One dose'll make you go and put my name on your back Whenever you pass through, whatever they ask you Just tell 'em you my boo, and show 'em your tattoo, ooohh Don't hurt nobody, baby When you drop to the ground that drive me crazy I done been around the world, and I finally found ya Now back that ass up and let me get behind ya (ahhh!) [Chorus: 50 Cent] (Baby you got) hips to hypnotize When you walk I can't help but watch you shake I love the way you shake (Baby you got) lips to make a nigga fantasize I could spend a day lost in your eyes (Baby you got) some kind of control on me Feels like you got a hold on me (Baby you got) my imagination running wild Infatuated with your physical, damn, I like your style [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] Baby you got a hell of a first impression Making me wanna ask you a personal question Like "Are you flexible?" and "How do you like it?" Give me a little input, I'm not a psychic 'Cause we can exit soon as you give the okay You got a body like Nicole Wray, hey I need a drink, I'll be right back But before I go, do that little dance, yeah, just like that It's late, I have to score, "This blue drink tastes good, don't it?" "Sure it does, now have some more" I'm deep, but she got her ladies with her So bring 'em or call ya babysitter So we can hit the hotel, motel, Holiday Inn I'm contemplating how my time's spent 'Cause I'm bent, and I'm as hard as a brick, love You move like you work in a strip club (woo!) [Chorus: 50 Cent] (Baby you got) hips to hypnotize When you walk I can't help but watch you shake I love the way you shake (Baby you got) lips to make a nigga fantasize I could spend a day lost in your eyes (Baby you got) some kind of control on me Feels like you got a hold on me (Baby you got) my imagination running wild Infatuated with your physical, damn, I like your style
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Credits
- Writers
- 50 Cent
- Lloyd Banks
- Young Buck
- Megahertz