Ciara feat Chamillionare Get Up Lyrics

Ladies and Gentleman
Ciara

[Ciara]
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't 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]
Ohh, uh
The way you look at me, I'm feelin' you, uh
I just can't help it, tryna' 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-oov-e, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin' now
So get up!

[Ciara]
I said 'Ciara's on your 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't 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

Ohh, I love the way you vibe wit me
Dance wit 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]
It's the kid stay ridin' big, the police tried to catch ridin' dirty
In the club before eleven o'clock
Like I'm tryna' catch it down, kinda early
Look, ya thick, her hair brown, and curly
She love the way my ride shiny, and pearly
City boys says she's 'fine, and pretty'
And, the county boys says she's 'fine, and purrty'
Yeah, my pockets stay as green, and 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 a jury
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
Watchin' you do ya step, do ya step
Yep, it's goin' down

Ohh, uh
The way you look at me, I'm feelin' you, uh
I just can't help it, tryna' 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-oov-e, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin' now
So get up!

I've got to have you baby
Uh, I feel it
I've got to have you baby
I've got to have you baby
Uh, I feel it
I've got to have you baby
(fade)