Lyrics Get Buck In Here - DJ Felli Fel, Diddy, Akon

Get Buck In Here

It’s tricky I’m picky baby, but I just spotted you
Doin' your thing, g-string, shoe string point of view, hey
Lend me ya body, you got me in a zone
Bet a million in a half past, I can make you explode
You don’t wanna brave the cold, you wanna Diddy Combs
I can take you on outer-limits away from home
Where your girls at, prolly wollin fo sho
In the middle of the club doin' a rodeo show
The hoes seem schemey, wet dreamy, emphasism obsessed gleemy
(Incredible sex) you need me
Ease me, please me baby, I maybe am little crazy
But in a way to make ya baby page me
Don’t make me get buck in here!
Shorty drop em 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 ima get buck in here!
Damn lil' momma you know you fit my standards
You the type to make me grip that handle
Lick shots in the air, bustin' that grandam
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
She can make it clap like a standin' ovation
Spin like my record at the radio station
Feel the sensation, I put it right there
They be like LUDA, I be like yeaaaaaaa,
You like it like that don’tchya baby
The flows insane, and the stroke is crazy
I stroke so good, like Tiger Woods
And I RAWR 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 something, bring your mothers
Sit back and observe, invite some friends
We can mix it all up, like juice and gin
Felli on the celly with a couple of twins
Cuz tonight, damn right, we gonna do it again
Don’t make me get buck in here!
Shorty drop em 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 ima get buck in here!
Damn lil' momma you know you fit my standards
You the type to make me grip that handle
Lick shots in the air, bustin' that grandam
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
Listen, women lace em g for a jet
Twisted, crooked, cell phone numbers, probably
Flip em change em, prissy and boogy the hood
Game of taste em, prissy’s I’m runnin' em good
Leather or silk, I’m melt them all
Love em, leave em, give em hell for sure
Tell them words they minds and souls deserve
Or give them things they might prefer
Sandrio pan, mandarin sweet massage oil
Pimp, gamein', grants, and benz' I tried em
Used to style em, now just virgin island
Kamasutra freaky, keep em smilin
Don’t make me get buck in here!
Shorty drop em 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 ima get buck in here!
Damn lil' momma you know you fit my standards
You the type to make me grip that handle
Lick shots in the air, bustin' that grandam
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
Hold Up Hold Up Hold Up
Aye yo yo yo yo yo yo
This yo boy Lil' Jon right?
They try to take this thang to another level
Let’s go hahahaha
Let me see you put yo hands up (Put em up) x2
Let me see you put yo drinks up (Put em up) x2
Get buck in this b*tch x4
Get crunk in this b*tch x4
Aye!
Aye fella you a fool for that one man
Hah…