[Verse 1]
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He said
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´Hi, my name is so and so
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Baby can you tell me yours?
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You look like you came to do
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One thing (set it off)´
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I started on the left
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And I had to take him to the right
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He was out of breath
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But he kept on dancin all night
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[Pre-hook]
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You tryin, admit it
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But you just can fight the feelin inside
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You know it
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And I can see it in your eyes
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You want me
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You smooth as a mother
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Your so undercover
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By the way that you was watchin me
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[Hook]
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Ooh! uh
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The way you look at me
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I´m feelin you, uh
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I just can´t help it
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Tryin to keep it cool, uh
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I can feel it in the beat, uh
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When you do those things to me, uh
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Don´t let nothin stop you
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M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm
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The club is jumpin now
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So get up!
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[Verse 2]
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I said ´Ciara´s on you radio
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Everybody turn it up´
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Spicy just like hot sauce
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Careful, you might burn it up
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You can do the pop lock
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Ragtime, don´t stop
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That´s the way you gotta get
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Get it, make ya body rock
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[Pre-hook]
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You tryin, admit it
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But you just can beat the feelin inside
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You know it
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Cuz I can see it in your eyes
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You want me
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You smooth as a mother
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Your so undercover
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By the way that you was watchin me
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[Hook]
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Ooh! uh
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The way you look at me
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I´m feelin you, uh
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I just can´t help it
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Tryin to keep it cool, uh
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I can feel it in the beat, uh
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When you do those things to me, uh
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Don´t let nothin stop you
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M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm
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The club is jumpin now
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So get up!
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[Bridge]
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Ooh, I love the way you vibe with me
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Dance with me forever
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We can have a good time, follow me
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To the beat together
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You and me, one on one
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Breakin it down
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You can´t walk away now
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We got to turn this place out
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[Chamillionaire Rap]
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It´s the kid that stay ridin big
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The one the police tried to catch ridin dirty
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In the club before eleven o´clock
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Like I´m tryin to catch it down kinda early
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Look, ya thick her hair brown and curly
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She love the way my ride shinin pearly
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City boys say she fine a pretty
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In the country boys say she fine and ´purrty´
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My pockets thick as green, it´s curvy
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And the ladies know soon as they see my jewelry
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If bein fresh to death is a crime
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I think it´s time for me to see the jury
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[Chamillionaire]
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You know Chamillionaire stay on the grind
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A hustla like me is hard to find
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I ain´t really impressed, yes
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Unless it´s about some dollar signs
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Ain´t really no need to call you fine
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I know you be hearin that all the time
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I´m watchin you do ya step, do ya step
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Yep it´s goin down
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[Hook]
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Ooh! uh
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The way you look at me
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I´m feelin you, uh
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I just can´t help it
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Tryin to keep it cool, uh
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I can feel it in the beat, uh
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When you do those things to me, uh
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Don´t let nothin stop you
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M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm
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The club is jumpin now
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So get up!
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Ooh! uh
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The way you look at me
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I´m feelin you, uh
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I just can´t help it
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Tryin to keep it cool, uh
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I can feel it in the beat, uh
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When you do those things to me, uh
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Don´t let nothin stop you
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M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm
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The club is jumpin now
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So get up!
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I got to have you baby
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Uh, I feel it
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I got to have you baby
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I got to have you baby
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Uh, I feel it
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I got to have you baby
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Get Up (Feat. Chamillionaire)
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| ciara |
