Usher - Get In My Car Lyrics

Skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet
Skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet
Y'all niggas have never learned
Yeah, Usher, baby
(You can't really fuck with me)

This club is crowded, we should go
Teddy got rooms but I got more
Rooms than enough
Come on, baby girl, that's what's up
(That's what's up)

One more drink and we ready to cut
You tugging my front, I'm squeezing ya butt
If you ain't gon' finish, don't start no stuff
(I just want to touch)
Don't start no stuff
(Yeah)

Do you wanna leave with me?
(Yeah)
You wanna be seen with me?
(Uh-huh)
I can't lie, girl, you fine as hell
And I might let you be with me

I know you wanna come with me
Come take a ride with me
Can't be shy, girl
Least not tonight, girl

Club is crowded, we should go
Teddy got room but I got more
More rooms than enough
Come on, baby girl, that's what's up
(That's what's up)

One more drink and we ready to cut
You tugging my front, I'm squeezing ya butt
If you ain't gon' finish, don't start no stuff
(I just want to touch)
Don't start no stuff

There's so many women here, tonight, it's a 1 for 2
Oh, what you going to do do, girl?
Let me know you're coming, I'm waiting for you to choose
I, I choose you, I choose you

I say hey, hey, you, you
Get in my car, get in my car
Get in my car, get in my car
You know you wanna roll

Is that your girl looking at me?
Be clear where y'all wanna be
Me on you, her on me
If you feeling free, we can do a three, just wave

Put all the clothes up
Girl, go make your mind up
Get you back to my crib with your feet up
Make love 'til its skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet

Club is crowded, we should go
Teddy got room but I got more
More rooms than enough
Come on baby girl that's what's up
(That's what's up)

One more drink and we ready to cut
You tugging my front, I'm squeezing ya butt
If you ain't gon' finish, don't start no stuff
(I just want to touch)
Don't start no stuff

There's so many women here tonight, it's a 1 for 2
Oh, what you going to do do, girl?
Let me know you're coming, I'm waiting for you to choose
I, I choose you, I choose you

Well, it's Big Bun Beater, man, back on my B.I.
Never met an everyday Joe like G.I.
Sitting on a stack of greenbacks 'bout knee high
From the underground, I'm a king like T.I.

Son, Bun don't roll like a B.I.
Run back and tell that like I see ya
Brick on the regular, swag, you see my
With your boy Usher, you know that we fly

Fresher than a mall, richer than than a bank
Big body Benz sittin' bigger than a tank
All up in the club, we gonna buy all the drank
And holla at your girl, give a damn what you think

Fuck how you feel, I'ma keep it real
I'm a let your baby girl know what's the deal
Put it on pimp love, mama keep it real
Drink, get low, think you need a refill

Know you wit' your man, you can still go down
Might be a fool but he ain't gonna clown
He know a real G when he see one
He better get like me and try to be one

You know what it do, let it be done
Get it now 'fore you see it on the rerun
Take you to the spot, get your ass hot
And you can run back and tell your girls what we done

Tell ya what? I'ma give ya one shot
Give ya one chance, girl, show me what ya got
Drop it down low to the floor, let it pop
Work that thing, work it, don't stop

Tell your man that his ass out of luck
I'ma put your bad ass in the trunk
Take ya back to the crib and cut
That's what's up
(That's what's up)

Club is crowded, we should go
Teddy got room, but I got more
More rooms than enough
Come on baby girl that's what's up
(That's what's up)

One more drink and we ready to cut
You tugging my front, I'm squeezing ya butt
If you ain't gon' finish, don't start no stuff
(I just want to touch)
Don't start no stuff

There's so many women here, tonight, it's a 1 for 2
Oh, what you going to do do, girl?
Let me know you're coming, I'm waiting for you to choose
I, I choose you, I choose you

I say hey, hey you, you
Get in my car, get in my car
Get in my car, get in my car
You know you wanna roll

Hey, hey you, you
Get in my car, get in my car
Get in my car, get in my car
You know you wanna roll