Paul Wall, Chamillionaire, Heather Nicole - I Wanna Get lyrics

I'm a hustler, ladies man, of course a player
So say ya prayers when I park the gator
Your neighbors suspect some
Suspicious behavior
And ready to call ya captain
Saver to come save ya
But, you're not in danger cause
I'm not a stranger
I just came for, one night to entertain ya
Came to your crib I know it'd be a shame to
Waste this evening trying to be a complainer
Let me in

If you would've known 20 inches of chrome
Was really turning me on
Then we wouldn't be friends
Cause we'd be alone somewhere getting it on
And I don't want to be wrong
Then we'd be cheating
Never let you know how I feel on the phone
Cause, I don't want this to


Go off the deep end
So I'm afraid I can let you know
That I want to get sexual

Watch me, I go pull up outside
Your crib in my ride
Tell my girl that I'll be at the studio, lie
No one will know I've even arrived
I'ma show up at 4 and be
Out the door before 5
Let me get inside (You got a nasty mouth)
I wasn't talking about ya draws
I'm talking bout ya house
Cause that's the first step after
I get in the door
You already know how the rest
Of the script go me and you on the floor
Your knickers gone I think we
Can get kinky, drink the liquor lengthy
Sips of Henny and soda got you so, uh
Far from sober, I'm like, "Man, hol' up"
You're fine but I kinda feel ya tryna
Turn me on showing designer panty liners
If I ever get the time or day then I'm a
Make you come like the space after the comma
For real

If I woulda known 20 inches of chrome
Was really turning you on
Then we wouldn't be friends
Cause we'd be alone somewhere getting it on
And I know that would be be wrong
Then you would be cheating
Never let you know how I feel on the phone
We both got lovers at home but
We ain't gotta tell them
Don't be afraid baby let me know
If you want to get sexual

(No, oh) What you mean no?
I give you what you fiend for
You gotta just let me know
(No, oh) Hand me the keys
To your sexual needs
I'll drive slow, I won't speed
(No, oh) Is this your last answer?
This is your last chance to
Let Chamillion' romance ya
Don't be afraid baby let me know
If you want to get sexual

Catch game, I'm pitching to ya
Come up out of the dark
Step up to the plate, swing
And hit you out of the park
Could you meet me out at the
Park? Let me seduce you
I'm kinda like Chris Tucker
Tryna get me some moo shu
Let me introduce you to Pablo's Peter
Take ya shirt off, and
"Ay ay ay!" It's unbelievable
Why ya always actin like I ain't bout nuthin?
Girl, you bluffing, you a turkey
Let me stick you my stuffing
Wake you up out of ya dreams
It ain't what it seem
Let me get inside ya coffee
And squirt my cream
You understand? Hear me out, peep my slang
Quit acting like you aren't attracted by
The way that I swang
I know the 20 inch thangs
Keep catching ya eye
Don't let me catch you in a lie
Let me caress ya thigh
Let me play the it'sy-bit'sy
Spider under ya skirt
I 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 turning me on
Then we wouldn't be friends
Cause we'd be alone somewhere getting it on
And I don't want to be wrong
Then we'd be cheating
Never let you know how I feel on the phone
Cause, I don't want this to
Go off the deep end
So I'm afraid I can let you know
That I want to get sexual

(No, oh) What you mean no?
I give you what you fiend for
You gotta just let me know
(No, oh) Hand me the keys
To your sexual needs
I'll drive slow, I won't speed
(No, oh) Is this your last answer?
This is your last chance to
Let Paul Wall romance ya
Don't be afraid baby let me know
If you want to get sexual