Get Naked

Murs & JasonMartin - Rap
Get Naked
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[Verse 1: Murs] 5' 10", pale skin, no bullshit Thick as fuck, now I think I gotta pull this Them tattoos on the chest Had to show her how we do this shit back West I said, "You lookin' like you came by yourself I see you into Killer Reese, is there anyone else?" Like myself, hah You know that I'm the headliner Back in the day I was a good off-the-head rhymer I'm free flowing, now she showing me some teeth I don't know where this is going but I'm hoping that at least We can go and get some drinks Have some conversation, I can see how she thinks 'Cause if there ain't no connection Or no type of intellect then I ain't getting no erection Not on no Dead Prez shit though I'm tryna fuck, all that mind-sex shit can go No disrespect, bro, that's not me If not tonight, then eventually A gentleman is just a wolf being patient I'm hoping I can feel up on your booty while we waiting [Chorus: Murs] My mama said she wanted something she can shake it to So I thought about a song I could make for you Without the cursing, I don't know if I can make it through This is something for the **** to get naked to This is something for the **** to get naked to This is something for the **** to get naked to Without the cursing, I don't know if I can make it through This is something for the **** to get naked to [Verse 2: Murs] Now why is **** such a bad word? When I call myself a nigga, that's just absurd Every nigga ain't a king Every bitch ain't a queen See that's really not my thing Not tryna be a dictator, I'm just part of the scene But you can get this dick later, if you know what I mean She was only 19 but she was fine as fuck But if you really wanna fuck with me, it's 20 and up Uh, I took her bra off Now hop up in the backseat and turn the car off Let's make a backseat baby Pull them panties down and spread your asscheeks, baby I know that's crazy graphic But if you still wanna do it, throw it back and let me smack it And I know that's hella ratchet Educated street nigga, it's all part of the package Shout out the Heartbreak Gang HBK, it's all love when we bang From Richmond down to Diego It's so many pretty chicks, it's hard for me to say no [Chorus: Murs & Problem] My mama said she wanted something she can shake it to So I thought about a song I could make for you Without the cursing, I don't know if I can make it through This is something for the **** to get naked to (What?) This is something for the **** to get naked to (What?) This is something for the **** to get naked to (What?) Without the cursing, I don't know if I can make it through This is something for the **** to get naked to [Verse 3: Problem] Okay, Murs, yeah, put me on the girls song 'Cause I'm the guy that get all the girls, I know, I know I say, "What?" And they fuck on each other while I fuck on another While we watch like two clocks on the wrists of the vixens Always gettin' all the chicken from these niggas, always trippin' 'Cause they don't know how to pick 'em, so they quick become a victim Mami lick 'em, mami lick 'em, I ain't talkin' 'bout no tongue She gettin' paper so now she home less, no bum And she got her roommate with her and they both so fun Both' yellin' out my name, yet I don't know theirs Hold on, nah Y'all ain't even got to tell me, bitch, I so don't care Haha, my wrist is so sunny, so y'all so gon' share What up, 9th? Too busy living to hold on (What?) Bitches take your heart and break it in two, ozone (What?) Turbo (What?), oh no, I gotta stay on this player shit And I stand on every word, so I don't budge when I say that shit Yeah, I like all these bitches, but I'm in love with the bangin' shit 'Cause the fakers'll shake as soon as Diamond Lane make this shit So just enjoy the moment, baby, enjoy the moment, baby Better have a condom 'cause I don't want no other baby (Nah) I just took a hoo, now I'm walkin' a little crazy [Outro: Problem] Church What? What? What? What?
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Credits
- Writers
- JasonMartin
- Murs
- Jacques Burvick
- Marion Meadows