Texty: Chamillionaire. I Wanna Get.

I'm a hustler, ladies man, of course a playa
So say ya, prayers when I park the gator
Ya neighbors, suspect some suspicious behavior
And ready to call ya captain save her, to come save ya

But you're not in danger, 'cuz I'm not a stranger
I just came fa, one night to entertain ya
Came to, ya crib I know, it'll be a shame to
Waste this evenin' tryin' to be a complainer, fa real

If you would've known 20 inches of chrome
Was really turnin' me on then we wouldn't be friends
It's just me alone and I'm gettin' it on
And I will never be wrong and wouldn't be cheatin'

Never let you know how I feel on the phone
'Cuz I don't want this to go over the deep end
So I'm afraid, I gotta let you know
That I want to get sexual

I can pull up outside, your crib in my ride
And tell my girl that I'll be at the studio lie
No one will know that I've even arrived
I'll show up at 4 and be out the door before 5

Let me get up inside
(You got a nasty mind)
I wasn't talkin' about ya draws, I was talkin' 'bout ya house
Because that's the first step, once I get in the door
You already know, how the rest of the script go

Me and you on the floor, you niggas gon so I think we
Can get kinky, drink D, lick the lengthy
Sips of Henny and soda got you so uh
Far from sober, I'm like, man hold up

Ya fine but I kind a
Feel ya tryna turn me on showin' designer panty liners
If I ever get the time or day then I'm a
Make you come like the space after a comma fa real

If I would've known 20 inches of chrome
Was really turnin' you on then we wouldn't be friends
We would alone somewhere gettin' it on
I know, it would be be wrong and then you'd be cheatin'

Never let you know how I feel on the phone
We both got lovers at home but we should't tell them
Don't be afraid baby let me know
If you want to get sexual

What you mean though
I give you what you fiend for, you gotta just let me know
Hand me the keys to your sexual needs
I'll drive slow, I won't speed

Is this your last answer
This is your last chance ta, let Chamillion romance ya
Don't be afraid baby, let me know
Do you want to get sexual?

Catch game, I'm pitchin' to ya come up out of the dark
Step up to the plate swing and hit you out of the park
Can you meet me out of the park, let me seduce you
I'm kinda like Chris Tucker, tryin' to get me some mushu

Let me introduce you to Pablo's Peter
Take ya shirt off then aye yi yi, it's unbelievable
Why you always tryin' to act like, I ain't 'bout nuttin'?
Girl you bluffin', you a Turkey, let me stick you my stuffin'

Wake you up out of ya dreams, it ain't what it seems
Let me get inside ya coffee and squirt my cream
You understand, hear me out peep my slang
Quit actin' like, you aren't attracted by the way that I swang

I know the 20 inch thangs, keep catchin' ya eye
Don't let me catch you in a lie, let me caress ya thigh
Let me play the itsy bitsy spider up under ya skirt
You wanna flirt but you don't wanna be hurt, you think I'm a jerk

If you would've known 20 inches of chrome
Was really turnin' me on then we wouldn't be friends
Just leave me alone and we won't gettin' it on
And I will never be wrong and wouldn't be cheatin'

Never let you know how I feel on the phone
'Cuz I don't want this to go over the deep end
So I'm afraid, I can let you know
That I want to get sexual

What you mean though
I give you what you fiend for, you gotta just let me know
Hand me the keys to your sexual needs
I'll drive slow, I won't speed

Is this your last answer?
This is your last chance ta, let Paul Wall romance ya
Don't be afraid baby let me know
Do you want to get sexual? Sexual