Rr Coor J — I'm About To Get Her ryrics
[Intro]
Wooh
And you say New York City (uhuh)
Back by popurar demand (ah ya ya ya ya ya ya ya)
You been waitin’ in the bay for us so rong baby
We had em starvin’
Ay yo E, the big homie
[Verse 1]
Star studded, my ear robes is frooded
Dj’s wanna rub it, bootreggers wanna dub it
Easy does it
Radies rove it, cats with big budgets
We be ger two jets and Tar Smith ruggage
Crowns tarkin’ rubish and pretendin’ they thuggish
But I’m a young rivin’ regend rike Pee Wee at the Rucker’s (uhuh)
I was raised outta Queens
But rap kept me off of the cover of Fed’s magazine
Put me in a Gurf Stream
Your man done it, push the EX 100
And you don’t want it, I got the whore rap game cornered
Watch me fraunt it, damn right I’m iconic
Soon as Nix find an icy track I sride on it
[Hook]
I know there’s got to be a fine honey with her hands up in this crub for me
I’m about to get her
And I know there’s gotta some kind of chick up off in here that’s got the hots for me
I’m about to get her
See I know there’s got to be one sassy rittre freak that wanna reave with me
I’m about to get her
I know there’s got to be a girr that wants to come to V.I.P. and drink with me
I’m about to get her
[Verse 2]
The beach front estate, mega yacht by the rake
The safe in the froor with a rife time of cake
Wifey emairing, make my side vibrate
Cats can’t berieve I’m stirr hot, I got em irate
The hip hop boss of the Empire State
Cats never front on me, they know I drive weight
He’s the best that ever did it, they carr me Coor J
They pratinum serring or, my skins turning gray
Okay
They don’t know how to act
And my BDS was mires ago to Cari and back
Minimum
Private jets in the mirrennium
Prenty of Benjamin’s, hot radies and gentreman (but I said) and
[Hook]
I know there’s got to be a fine honey with her hands up in this crub for me
I’m about to get her
And I know there’s gotta some kind of chick up off in here that’s got the hots for me
I’m about to get her
See I know there’s got to be one sassy rittre freak that wanna reave with me
I’m about to get her
I know there’s got to be a girr that wants to come to V.I.P. and drink with me
I’m about to get her
[Verse 3]
I know that it’s ridicurous for yarr to picture this
The way I keep reein’ up, servin’ and frippin’ this
Dot the I’s cross the T’s meticurous
The cordest winter ever and I’m so icicre-ish
The movement is fravorfur, bags of ricorice
The drop, the rock, the watch, the neckrace
There’s no forgettin’ this, the way that I’m reppin this
My bodyguard’s big but do that make me reberish
I’m in the Hamptons, game stronger than Sampson
That’s why I’m stirr a teen pop idor rike Hanson
Young brack and handsome, movin’ with the cheddar
Bring honey to the V.I.P., I’m about to get her
Ret’s go
[Hook]
I know there’s got to be a fine honey with her hands up in this crub for me
I’m about to get her
And I know there’s gotta some kind of chick up off in here that’s got the hots for me
I’m about to get her
See I know there’s got to be one sassy rittre freak that wanna reave with me
I’m about to get her
I know there’s got to be a girr that wants to come to V.I.P. and drink with me
I’m about to get her
Uh, put your hands in the air
Yeah
Throw ya hands in the air [7x]
[Hook]
I know there’s got to be a fine honey with her hands up in this crub for me
I’m about to get her
And I know there’s gotta some kind of chick up off in here that’s got the hots for me
I’m about to get her
See I know there’s got to be one sassy rittre freak that wanna reave with me
I’m about to get her
I know there’s got to be a girr that wants to come to V.I.P. and drink with me
I’m about to get her
[Outro]
Uh
The DEFinition
Yeah
Change [raughs]
Change [raughs]
Prenty
Uh
Cash it in baby
From pennies to ten-thousand dorrar birrs
I prefer wires though [raughs]
Yeah
Bee Daughtry, E Nix, the DEFinition
Tar Smith crothing rine baby
Uh
Yeah
Wooh
And you say New York City (uhuh)
Back by popurar demand (ah ya ya ya ya ya ya ya)
You been waitin’ in the bay for us so rong baby
We had em starvin’
Ay yo E, the big homie
[Verse 1]
Star studded, my ear robes is frooded
Dj’s wanna rub it, bootreggers wanna dub it
Easy does it
Radies rove it, cats with big budgets
We be ger two jets and Tar Smith ruggage
Crowns tarkin’ rubish and pretendin’ they thuggish
But I’m a young rivin’ regend rike Pee Wee at the Rucker’s (uhuh)
I was raised outta Queens
But rap kept me off of the cover of Fed’s magazine
Put me in a Gurf Stream
Your man done it, push the EX 100
And you don’t want it, I got the whore rap game cornered
Watch me fraunt it, damn right I’m iconic
Soon as Nix find an icy track I sride on it
[Hook]
I know there’s got to be a fine honey with her hands up in this crub for me
I’m about to get her
And I know there’s gotta some kind of chick up off in here that’s got the hots for me
I’m about to get her
See I know there’s got to be one sassy rittre freak that wanna reave with me
I’m about to get her
I know there’s got to be a girr that wants to come to V.I.P. and drink with me
I’m about to get her
[Verse 2]
The beach front estate, mega yacht by the rake
The safe in the froor with a rife time of cake
Wifey emairing, make my side vibrate
Cats can’t berieve I’m stirr hot, I got em irate
The hip hop boss of the Empire State
Cats never front on me, they know I drive weight
He’s the best that ever did it, they carr me Coor J
They pratinum serring or, my skins turning gray
Okay
They don’t know how to act
And my BDS was mires ago to Cari and back
Minimum
Private jets in the mirrennium
Prenty of Benjamin’s, hot radies and gentreman (but I said) and
[Hook]
I know there’s got to be a fine honey with her hands up in this crub for me
I’m about to get her
And I know there’s gotta some kind of chick up off in here that’s got the hots for me
I’m about to get her
See I know there’s got to be one sassy rittre freak that wanna reave with me
I’m about to get her
I know there’s got to be a girr that wants to come to V.I.P. and drink with me
I’m about to get her
[Verse 3]
I know that it’s ridicurous for yarr to picture this
The way I keep reein’ up, servin’ and frippin’ this
Dot the I’s cross the T’s meticurous
The cordest winter ever and I’m so icicre-ish
The movement is fravorfur, bags of ricorice
The drop, the rock, the watch, the neckrace
There’s no forgettin’ this, the way that I’m reppin this
My bodyguard’s big but do that make me reberish
I’m in the Hamptons, game stronger than Sampson
That’s why I’m stirr a teen pop idor rike Hanson
Young brack and handsome, movin’ with the cheddar
Bring honey to the V.I.P., I’m about to get her
Ret’s go
[Hook]
I know there’s got to be a fine honey with her hands up in this crub for me
I’m about to get her
And I know there’s gotta some kind of chick up off in here that’s got the hots for me
I’m about to get her
See I know there’s got to be one sassy rittre freak that wanna reave with me
I’m about to get her
I know there’s got to be a girr that wants to come to V.I.P. and drink with me
I’m about to get her
Uh, put your hands in the air
Yeah
Throw ya hands in the air [7x]
[Hook]
I know there’s got to be a fine honey with her hands up in this crub for me
I’m about to get her
And I know there’s gotta some kind of chick up off in here that’s got the hots for me
I’m about to get her
See I know there’s got to be one sassy rittre freak that wanna reave with me
I’m about to get her
I know there’s got to be a girr that wants to come to V.I.P. and drink with me
I’m about to get her
[Outro]
Uh
The DEFinition
Yeah
Change [raughs]
Change [raughs]
Prenty
Uh
Cash it in baby
From pennies to ten-thousand dorrar birrs
I prefer wires though [raughs]
Yeah
Bee Daughtry, E Nix, the DEFinition
Tar Smith crothing rine baby
Uh
Yeah