Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Give It to Me, artist - Young Buck. Album song Greatest Hits, Vol. 1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 30.11.2017
Record label: Interscope, Legacy
Song language: English
Give It to Me |
| If you gon' give it to me baby, give it to me |
| Don’t play games, jus' give it to me baby |
| The waitin' is drivin' me crazy |
| You can have it how you like it girl we could get it on tonight |
| I’m gon' give it to you baby |
| I ain’t playin' games I’ma give it to you baby |
| The waiting’s been drivin' you crazy |
| Your place or mine baby it’s goin' down tonight |
| Yo. |
| Girl quit playin' why you tryin' to stall me |
| Not on the first night come on that shit corny |
| I’m tired of finger fuckin' this phone |
| Phone calls bore me you got me horny |
| Is you against me or is you for me |
| Is you into dick pleasin' if so you leavin' |
| Cell phones off so they won’t be ringin' |
| Might aswell get off when you get home you beastin' |
| Motherfucker already think you cheatin' |
| Homie wouldda cried then give him a reason |
| I’m tired of you tellin' me how he’s cheatin' |
| Girl don’t get mad get even. |
| Don’t hurt nobody when you move that thang |
| You a make a nigga jus' lose his brain |
| When you make that ass clap and swing your hips |
| Put your head in my lap then lick your lips |
| Come on dip baby dip, yeah I’m about my pimp |
| With a whole lotta ice twenty-fours on my whip |
| You can all take a trip the after party |
| Thirty two room mansion and ten garages |
| Make a home flick, how them real ménages |
| So tell your girls it’s just me and my partners |
| We don’t throw dollaz we start with twenty’s |
| And there’s more where that came from, come get with |
| It, yeah. |
| Yo yo. |
| I just wanna get you hot and wet |
| I’m so seductive I make 'um fiend for the sex |
| I just wanna stroke your brain |
| For the first half hour then I smoke your thang |
| This is exclusive sex we a star couple |
| On the lee-low though we too much trouble |
| And your friend’s is hot, and my friend’s is the shit |
| We can have our own private party at the crib |
| The haze the licks, your legs can sit |
| On top of my shoulders while I’m goin' in |
| Yeah I talk dirty and we jus' met |
| But you feelin' the vibe you gotta admit. |