Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Let's Get Away, artist - T.I..
Date of issue: 08.09.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Let's Get Away |
Hey, let’s get away and get a room on the other side of town |
Hey shawty, I was feenin' for you |
(Was you thinkin' of me, ay, ay…) |
Hey, let’s get a room, shawty we can freak somethin' if you down |
(Whachu would do?) |
Hey daddy, I was feenin' for you |
Bet they be like «I know he tired of the nightlife |
He want a wife, he just lookin' for the right type» |
Yea right, I be ridin' through the city lights |
My hat bent, gettin' high behind the 'lac tint |
I’m chilllin' with Brazilian women, heavy accents |
They black friends translatin', got’em all ass naked, adjacent |
Have relations wit’em many places |
Leavin' semen in they pretty faces |
Make’em kiss they partners with it in they faces |
Young pimpin' sprung women 'cross the 50 states |
Got young ladies requestin' «What's Yo Name» on 50 stations |
Askin' me what’s a pussy popper, want a demonstration |
But I ain’t waitin' til the second date, I’m so impatient |
Relieve’em of they aggravation, take’em rollerskatin' |
On them Dayton’s, tell’em «Baby, stick with me, you goin' places» |
Go replace 'em, dro erase 'em out my memory |
Moist panties and wet sheets when they think of me |
(T.I.) |
Hey, let’s get away and a room on the other side of town |
Hey daddy, I was feenin' for you |
(Was you thinkin' of me? Ay, sing it for me, pimpin') |
Hey, let’s get a room, shawty we can freak somethin' if you down |
(Tell'em shawty) |
Yea baby, I was feenin' for you |
Yo, yo… uh. |
From Miami to Cali, from Vegas to Jersey |
Got’em in Houston, Virginia, New Orleans, ya heard me? |
All the classy ones like to act like they a virgin |
And the nasty ones like when I talk to’em dirty |
But I’m breakin' the ice, got’em laughin' and flirtin' |
They be, removin' they skirts when they hop in the 'burban |
Once the flick start playin' and the E start kickin' in |
Her girlfriend lickin' and she beggin' me to stick it in |
That’s why, I like chillin' with women who like women |
Lightskinned… Asians, Jamaicans and white women |
Indians, Italians, Haitians and Puerto Ricans |
They be itchin' for they chance and waitin' in me to freak’em |
They say. |
(T.I.) |
Hey, let’s get away and a room on the other side of town |
Hey daddy, I was feenin' for you |
(Was you thinkin' of me? Ay, tell’em for me, pimpin') |
Hey, let’s get a room, shawty we can freak somethin' if you down |
(Ay, listen to me) |
Yea baby, I was feenin' for you |
(Was you thinkin' of me?) |
Excuse me shawty, but I been watchin' you now for a while |
Yo whole style, from yo toes to the way that you smile |
And I hope you ain’t offended by the way that this sounds |
But uhh… all I keep thinkin' bout is layin' you down |
And I’m, keepin' it pimpin', I ain’t playin' around |
Ain’t got that kinda time cuz this the only day I’m in town |
So come and, chill in the cut if you willin' to cut |
And when you, give me a hug I be feelin' yo butt |
Now so while for while we talkin', I’m fillin' yo cup |
We killin' the bottle, wake up in dirty linen tomorrow |
But tell me would it trouble you if we ended up at the W- |
Sippin' on a malibu pine apple juice and a blunt or two |
Now whachu wanna do? |
Opportunity’s right in front of you |
Know you used to meetin' dudes, dodgin’em for a month or two |
But young pimpin' spit linen to the young women |
I’m T.I.P., known as pussy popper to some women |
(T.I.) |
Hey, let’s get away and get a room on the other side of town |
Hey shawty, I was feenin' for you |
(Was you thinkin' of me… ay, ay…) |
Hey, let’s get a room, shawty we can freak somethin' if you down |
Hey daddy, I was feenin' for you |
(Oh yea… c’mon, tell’em) |
Hey, let’s get away and get a room on the other side of town |
Hey daddy, I was feenin' for you |
(Shit I’m on my way) |
Hey, let’s get a room, shawty we can freak somethin' if you down |
Yea baby, I was feenin' for you |
Whoa whoa whoa. |
Ladies and gentlemen |
This… is a Jazze Phizzle, T.I. |
collaborangelle. |
King of the south! |
Oh boy! |
Jazze Phizzle, T.I., Grand Hustle daddy! |
So smooth… futuristic. |
Pimps up daddy! |