Lyrics C'mon Get It On - Studio B

C'mon Get It On

Yo, you need a beat, where the bass is raw
The kinda beat that the clubs look for
I see her and I can’t ignore
The way she moves when she’s all on the floor.
I move to the bar
I get drunk 'cos I don’t have a car.
She gets drunk 'cos she thinks I’m a star
She gets paid, I can tell by the car
See I’m having a good time
And I don’t mind if she’s winding and grinding on me
Now, baby I don’t waste time
So give me your waistline
And let’s just move to this beat.
Is she on the guestlist?
'Cos I’m on the guestlist
I guess this was meant to be
And I’m in a good mood
And you’re in a club mood
So let’s just ride to this beat
I know what your wanting
I know what you need
I know what you’re feeling so you’re coming home with me, babe
I know what your wanting
I know what you need
I know what you’re feeling
So c’mon and get it on…
So c’mon and get it on…
Save this up like the music
Cos I ain’t got time
I can’t wait for cupid
I got a feeling that you’re feeling me
So Ima get you a drink on me
Sip slow 'cos the night is young
And so are you girl, have your fun
I’m over there if you need me though
'Cos that girl’s looking thirsty yo.
She telling me that she’s your friend
She looks good, yo, i can’t pretend
She asked me for my number and
Told me to see her at the end
I know what your wanting
I know what you need
I know what you’re feeling so you’re coming home with me, babe
I know what your wanting
I know what you need
I know what you’re feeling
So c’mon and get it on…
(C'mon and get it on… C'mon get it on)
I know what your wanting
I know what you need
I know what you’re feeling
I know what you need
I know what you’re feeling
(I know what you’re feeling X2)
So C’mon Get It on
Yo, you need a beat, where the bass is raw
The kinda beat that the clubs look for
I see her and I can’t ignore
The way she moves when she’s all on the floor.
I move to the bar
I get drunk 'cos I don’t have a car.
She gets drunk 'cos she thinks I’m a star
She likes B, I can tell by the car
See I’m having a good time
And I don’t mind if she’s winding and grinding on me
Now, baby I don’t waste time
So give me your waistline
And let’s just move to this beat.
Is she on the guestlist?
'Cos I’m on the guestlist
I guess this was meant to be
And I’m in a good mood
And you’re in a club mood
So let’s just ride to this beat
So C’mon Get It On (fades to end)