Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You Can Get It, artist - Heavy D. Album song Waterbed Hev, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.12.1996
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
You Can Get It |
| If you want it you can have it |
| Baby come and get it |
| I’ll be right here waiting for you |
| (Take your time, everything’ll be fine) |
| If you need it you can get it |
| Anyway you want it |
| I’ll be right here waiting for you |
| Uhh, straight off the top, I refuse to stop |
| Chicks cling when I do my thing I got it locked |
| Officially, I’m yo' big belly da-ddy |
| Technically, you don’t need to be with nobody but me |
| Ha-va-na ci-gar, Ja-mai-can ni-gga |
| 6 Benz, Cartier tint lens, what? |
| I dig yo' steez, knock knees, trunk full |
| Body all lumped up, lifestyle Trumped up |
| Platinum blonde, hazel eyes chinky |
| Diamond on the pinky, skin bronze, you with me? |
| She, good’n’plenty, Benz E-320 |
| Me, I pull over, drop that red Range Rover |
| Shorty was milkshake thick, sportin silk, mink and |
| She had it sewn, flowin on her own |
| She’s the type of girl to put her crew on the map |
| Anything you want, don’t wet that, you can get that |
| Now let me speak about this chick I call hotter than a flame |
| Seen her chattin with this dame, I had to go and get her name |
| She with her friends, they at the bar gettin they drinks on |
| Outfit’s off the hook with ice gold links on |
| Way the skirt is fittin black, who hittin that |
| I’m kickin game up in my head steadily sittin back (I feel ya) |
| Now I’m think in the attempt to attack the |
| Shorty that I’m lookin at that’s lookin at me |
| But soon enough I get my nerve up |
| passes me a drink as Pretty Lou he sparks the herb up |
| I’m with my Uptown team, makin noise |
| Heavy D, Soul IV Real and Lost Boyz |
| Now I feel it’s time to go and get my try on |
| And take shorty home that I got my eye on |
| Anything that you want you can catch that |
| Like my man said, don’t sweat that |
| By the way mama |
| Last night the club was tight, shorty’s dead right |
| But you stood out the most, so I had to play you close |
| Nuttin less than, black essence, your presence real strong |
| Dudes all around you frontin hard, gettin they trick on |
| I ain’t mad, I just watch you gas 'em up, then I watch you pass 'em up |
| Then I step up, now look, you shook |
| You stuck, what’s yo' name, what’s yo' digits, what’chu drinkin |
| My treat and when they steppin you get swept up off yo' feet |
| My mission, first position, backs I twist 'em listen |
| Ain’t no-bo-dy, like Hea-vy |
| The all-star, dapper rapper |
| In conjunction with the funk that keep it blazin out they trunks |
| What’chu want, sky’s the limit, I live it, now is you wit it |
| Slow flow, Poconos style, I mean I’m chillin |
| Top billin, anything you want, anything you need |
| Don’t wet that boo, you can get that true |
| — to fade w/ variations and ad libs |