Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Can I Get Wit'cha, artist - Junior M.A.F.I.A..
Date of issue: 24.04.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Can I Get Wit'cha |
Huh? |
Cease-a-Lee' |
Doggystyle. |
YEAH! |
B.I.G |
Uhh. |
to all the ladies in the house! |
Where they at? |
Uhh, uhh, check it out |
C’mon Big |
Another day in the ghetto |
One look outside I’m already upset yo |
It look about a hundred-and-two |
It’s a Saturday and Biggie ain’t got nothing to do |
Uhh, I’m interrupted by a phone ring |
Sometimes I wish I never got the motherfucking thing |
«Hello hello? |
Can I speak to Biggie?» |
Yo, who dis? |
«Taisha» Yo call back, I’m busy |
Why don’t ya hit me on the box a little later |
Washed up, got dressed, hits the elevator |
Steps out it’s the same old scene |
Dope fiend, crack fiend, eyewitness news team |
I seen a honey with a butt looking butter soft |
I know she looks much better with them clothes up off |
Sitting all thick, with the ruby red lipstick |
That’s the one I gotta get with |
Can I get witcha, can I get witcha |
Can I get witcha, can I get witcha |
«Why you wanna get with me?» |
Cause you got a big B-U-T, T, see |
Can I get witcha, can I get witcha |
Can I get witcha, can I get witcha |
«Why you wanna get with me?» |
Cause you got a big B-U-T, T |
She said «If I get with you |
I gotta get witcha whole hood rat crew, whatcha I think I do? |
Sling skins for a living, my name ain’t November |
This ain’t Thanksgiving, you ain’t Michael Bivins |
Mack it up, flip it, rub it down |
Do me baby, I ain’t down |
My name ain’t 2Pac I don’t „Get Around“ |
You hitting this nigga, how that sound?» |
Huh, first of all you got me mixed up with |
Somebody ya done slept with, hold up |
That’s my Neneh Cherry shit, I got something slicker |
Let me just sip up on this liquor |
All I wanna do is smoke a little chronic |
Slam ya like Onyx, and get ya hooked on |
This Biggie Smalls phonics, 102 |
How to squeeze 22's in them Reebok shoes, HUH? |
Can I get witcha (can I get witcha) |
Can I get witcha (can I get witcha) |
Can I get witcha. |
Cause I got a big B-U-T, T, see |
Can I get witcha (can I get witcha) |
Can I get witcha (can I get witcha) |
«Why you wanna get with me?» |
Cause you got a big B-U-T, T |
I said walk me upstairs, cause I forgot my Phillies |
She said «I don’t care, so don’t be acting silly» |
I knew I had her trapped with my hardcore raps |
And it wouldn’t take a second before I had her on her back |
Pulling back the bra straps, threw on my Silk CD |
Cause, «I wanna get freaky with you» |
Lose control on the skins is all I can picture, now I’m about to hit you |
Can I get witcha (can I get witcha) |
Can I get witcha (can I get witcha) |
«Why you wanna get with me?» |
Cause you got a big B-U-T, T |
To all my hoes, respect due |
Tamika sorry I left you |
Michelle I’m glad I met you |
You make the head feel special |
Now I know it’s official |
That I can touch and tease you |
Pull up my pants and diss you |
And hit the door you came through |
It’s Cease-a-Lee, a.k.a. Mista Nasty |
Germany style, these hoes they blast me |
One of the chickenhead with sex appeal pass me |
That’s her hands, ankles, feet they ashy |
I like the flashy type, who pass with dykes |
With long hair, and they ass be right |
I get up on that ass, see what that be like |
I fuck a bitch good, if she ask me right, huh |
Can I get witcha, can I get witcha |
Can I get witcha, can I get witcha |
«Why you wanna get with me?» |
Cause you got a big B-U-T, T, see |
Can I get witcha, can I get witcha |
Can I get witcha, can I get witcha |
«Why you wanna get with me?» |
Cause you got a big B-U-T, T |