Sunday, February 28, 2010

Ciara - Get Up

[Jazze Pha]
Ladies and gentlemen!
Ciara

[Verse 1]
He said
'Hi, my name is so and so
Baby can you tell me yours?
You look like you came to do
One thing (Set it off)'
I started on the left
And I had to take him to the right
He was out of breath
But he kept on dancin' all night

[Pre-hook]
You tryin, admit it
But you just can fight the feelin inside
You know it
And I can see it in your eyes
You want me
You smooth as a mother
You're so undercover
By the way that you was watchin' me

[Hook]
Ooh! uh
The way you look at me
I'm feelin' you, uh
I just can't help it
Tryin' to keep it cool, uh
I can feel it in the beat, uh
When you do those things to me, uh
Don't let nothin' stop you
M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin' now
So get up!

[Verse 2]
I said 'Ciara's on you radio,
Everybody turn it up'
Spicy just like hot sauce
Careful, you might burn it up
You can do the pop lock
Ragtime, don't stop
That's the way you gotta get
Get it, make ya body rock

[Pre-hook]
You tryin, admit it
But you just can beat the feelin inside
You know it
Cuz I can see it in your eyes
You want me
You smooth as a mother
You're so undercover
By the way that you was watchin' me

[Hook]
Ooh! uh
The way you look at me
I'm feelin' you, uh
I just can't help it
Tryin' to keep it cool, uh
I can feel it in the beat, uh
When you do those things to me, uh
Don't let nothin' stop you
M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin' now
So get up!

[Bridge]
Ooh, I love the way you vibe with me
Dance with me forever
We can have a good time, follow me
To the beat together
You and me, one on one
Breakin' it down
You can't walk away now
We got to turn this place out

[Chamillionaire Rap]
It's the kid that stay ridin' big
The one the police tried to catch ridin' dirty
In the club before eleven o'clock
Like I'm tryin to catch it down kinda early
Look, ya thick her hair brown and curly
She love the way my ride shinin pearly
City boys say she fine a pretty
In the country boys say she fine and 'purrty'
My pockets thick as green, it's curvy
And the ladies know soon as they see my jewelry
If bein' fresh to death is a crime
I think it's time for me to see the jury

[Chamillionaire]
You know Chamillionaire stay on the grind
A hustla like me is hard to find
I ain't really impressed, yes
Unless it's about some dollar signs
Ain't really no need to call you fine
I know you be hearin' that all the time
I'm watchin' you do ya step, do ya step
Yep it's goin down

[Hook]
Ooh! uh
The way you look at me
I'm feelin' you, uh
I just can't help it
Tryin' to keep it cool, uh
I can feel it in the beat, uh
When you do those things to me, uh
Don't let nothin' stop you
M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin' now
So get up!

Ooh! uh
The way you look at me
I'm feelin' you, uh
I just can't help it
Tryin' to keep it cool, uh
I can feel it in the beat, uh
When you do those things to me, uh
Don't let nothin' stop you
M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin' now
So get up!

I got to have you baby
Uh, I feel it
I got to have you baby
I got to have you baby
Uh, I feel it
I got to have you baby





Ciara So What Lyrics
Ladies and gentleman, Jazzy Fay, Field Mob, Ciara Superstar DJs...here we go
[[chorus]]
and they say
he do a little this
he do a little that
he's nothin' trouble, and i heard
he aint nothin but a pimp
hes done alotta chicks
hes always in the club and they say
he think hes slick, hes got alotta chips
He's so messed up, and i heard
hes been locked up
find somebody else
he aint nuthin but a thug
so what{x4}


[[verse 1]]
hey, hey
and they say
im a, i'ma,

im a freak
i got a different girl everyday of the week
you too smart
you'd be a dummy to believe
that stuff that you heard that they say about me
they say that im this
they say that im that
but all of its fiction
none of its facts
but you dont be hearin it about your love
you let it go in one ear and out the other
now he say she say they say i heard
if be fake we cant let it get on our nerves
she miserable
she just want you to be like her
misery needs company
so dont listen to that vine of grapes
they're nuthin but liars hatin
and i bet
they wouldnt mind tradin places
with you by my side in my mercedes

[[chorus]]
they say
he do a little this
he do a little that
he always in trouble and i heard
hes nuthin but a pimp
hes done a lot of chicks
hes always in the club and they say
he think he slick
hes got a lot of chips
he's serving drugs,and i heard
hes been locked up
find somebody else
he aint nuthin but a thug
so what(x4)

tell em C.C.

[[verse 2]]
no money no' problems
life of a legend
haters throw salt like rice at a weddin
so what
thats your cousin
that dont mean nuthin
her like missin is a type of affection you get
you just blind to the facts
see the lies just as obvious as cries for attention
yield to the blindness to apply your suspicion
but listen
say you love me
gotta trust me
why you stress this high school mess
break up never
they just jealous
drama for your mother
mean mug from your brother
im that author of the book
they can judge by the cover
yes i,i been to jail
yeah, im grindin for real
im positive at talkin negative pimp
they hate to see you doin better than them
so

[[chorus]]
they say
he do a little this
he do a little that
he always in trouble and i heard
hes nuthin but a pimp
hes got a lot of chicks
hes always in the club and they say
he think he slick
he's got a lot of chips
he's serving drugs and i heard
he's been locked up
find somebody else
he aint nuthin but a thug
so what(x4)



[[verse 3]]
some people dont like it
cuz you hang out in the streets
but you my boyfriend
you've always been here for me
this love is serious
no matter what people think
im gon be here for ya
and i don't care what they say

some people dont like it
cuz you hang out in the streets
but you my boyfriend
youve always been here for me
i love the thug in ya
no matter what people think
im gon be here for ya
and i don't care what they say

[[chorus]]
they say
he do a little this
he do a little that
he always in trouble and i heard
he's nuthin but a pimp
he's got a lot of chicks
he's always in the club and they say
he think he slick
hes got a lot of chips
he's serving drugs and i heard
hes been locked up
find somebody else
he aint nuttin but a thug
so what(x4)

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