Gettin' That

Smash on the radio

Oh (sexy) oh oh oooh

(you so...sexy) oh oh oh

Oh oh oh (tonight baby) ooooh

Hook;

I'm gettin' that

I'm gettin' that

I'm gettin' that

I'm gettin' that love

Her mama's a thoroughbred, it's obvious

And the way that shawty swag in the room, you can tell it was taught to her

She was cold as a frost bite

Sharp as a broken window pane

And I just couldn't resist this girl's ambiance

Had to know her name

She had her Kobe game

So finesse, full of taste

Filled with a Michael

Pivot

She in my 4-58

All white cockpit

Head where the zip is

What else can I say?

She's whispering, she's been waiting for this in

In my ear

We on that inner state

I can't concentrate, cause the way she feel

(let me pull over. I just gotta pull over)

Pull 'em over to the side, so you can really enjoy the ride

I just need to know you're prepared for this unruly love

Cause you know I be on my B. Brown, '89

For real though

It took so long to get us two, in a room

You already know what I wanna do to

You

I'm offering to take it off first

Now you

Let the violins play

While I take off your lace

Look at your face

While

I'm

Smash on the radio