T.I. - Let's Get Away - Sözleri

(feat. Jazze Pha)



[Chorus (T.I.)]

[Jazze Pha] Hey, let's get away and get a room on the other side of town

Hey shawty, I was feenin for you

(Was you thinkin' of me, ay, ay?..)

[Girl] Hey, let's get a room, shawty we can freak somethin' if you down

(What have you been doing?)

Hey daddy, I was feenin for you



[Verse 1]

Bet they be like "I know he tired of the nightlife

He want a wife, he just lookin' for the right type"

Yeah right, I be ridin' through the city lights

My hat bent, gettin' high behind the 'lac tint

I'm chilling' with Brazilian women, heavy accents

They black friends translatin', got 'em all ass naked, ass chasing

Have relations with 'em many places

Leavin' semen in they pretty faces

Make 'em kiss they partners with it in they faces

Young pimpin' sprung women across the 50 states

Got young ladies requestin' "What's Your Name" on 50 stations

Askin' me what's a pussy popper, want a demonstration

But I ain't waitin' till the second date, I'm so impatient

Relieve 'em of they aggravation, take 'em rollerskatin'

On them Dayton's, tell 'em "Baby, stick with me, you're goin' places"

Go replace 'em, draw, erase 'em out my memory

Moist panties and wet sheets when they think of me



[Chorus (T.I.)]

[Girl] Hey, let's get away and get a room on the other side of town

Hey daddy, I was feenin for you

(Was you thinkin' of me? Ay, sing it for me, pimpin')

[Jazze Pha] Hey, let's get a room, shawty we can freak somethin' if you down

(Tell 'em shawty)

Yeah baby, I was thinking of you



[Verse 2]

Yo, yo... uh..

From Miami to Cali, from Vegas to Jersey

Got 'em in Houston, Virginia, New Orleans, you heard me?

All the classy ones like to act like they're a virgin

And the nasty ones like when I talk to 'em dirty

But I'm breakin' the ice, got 'em laughin' and flirtin'

They be, removin' they skirts when they hop in the 'burban

Once the flick start playin' and the E start kickin' in

Her girlfriend lickin' and she beggin' me to stick it in

That's why, I like chillin' with women who like women

Lightskinned... Asians, Jamaicans and white women

Indians, Italians, Haitians and Puerto Ricans

They be itchin' for they chance and waitin' in me to freak 'em

They say..



[Chorus (T.I.)]

[Girl] Hey, let's get away and get a room on the other side of town

Hey daddy, I was thinking of you

(Was you thinkin' of me? Ay, tell 'em for me, pimpin')

[Jazze Pha] Hey, let's get a room, shawty we can freak somethin' if you down

(Ay, listen to me)

Yea baby, I was thinking of you

(Was you thinkin' of me?)



[Verse 3]

Excuse me shawty, but I been watchin' you now for a while

Your whole style, from your toes to the way that you smile

And I hope you ain't offended by the way that this sounds

But uhh... all I keep thinkin' about is layin' you down

And I'm, keepin' it pimpin', I ain't playin' around

Ain't got that kinda time 'cause this the only day I'm in town

So come and, chill in the cut if you willin' to cut

And when you, give me a hug I be feelin' your butt

Now so while for while we talkin', I'm fillin' your cup

We're killin' the bottle, wake up in dirty linen tomorrow

But tell me would it trouble you if we ended up at the W-

Sippin' on a Malibu pine apple juice and a blunt or two?

Now what you wanna do? Opportunity's right in front of you

Know you used to meetin' dudes, dodgin 'em for a month or two

But young pimpin' spit linen to the young women

I'm T.I.P., known as pussy popper to some women



[Chorus (T.I.)]

[Jazze Pha] Hey, let's get away and get a room on the other side of town

Hey shawty, I was thinking of you

(Was you thinkin' of me... ay, ay?..)

[Girl] Hey, let's get a room, shawty we can freak somethin' if you down

Hey daddy, I was thinking of you

(Oh yea... c'mon, tell 'em)

[Girl] Hey, let's get away and get a room on the other side of town

Hey daddy, I was thinking of you

(Shit I'm on my way)

[Jazze Pha] Hey, let's get a room, shawty we can freak somethin' if you down

Yea baby, I was thinking of you



[Jazze Pha talking]

Whoa whoa whoa..

Ladies and gentlemen

This... is a Jazze Phizzle, T.I. collaborangelle..

King of the south! Oh boy!

Jazze Phizzle, T.I., Grand Hustle daddy!

So smooth... futuristic..

Pimps up daddy!





[Thanks to asiakiera@yahoo.com, ninasgirl12@hotmail.com, iverson06@hotmail.com, Chris for correcting these lyrics]





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