Twista - Give It To Me lyrics

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Twista - Give It To Me lyrics

[Chorus 1: Teala Chenae] Oooh (oooh) Do you like it when I take control? Sic this kitty kitty on you (kitty on you) In the kitchen, on the patio It don't matter where we go We ain't makin looooove You gotta give it to me, give it to me, give it to me, give it to me We ain't makin looooove You gotta give it to me, give it to me, baby let's forget about love [Twista] Here kitty kitty You wanna get up with a n***a from the Windy City? I can see from your swag that you be feelin pretty After the club then you gon' have to get it with me Shorty might have a man at home but tonight she want a brother that's buck, not a mule She want somebody that cut like a tool She want somebody that f** like a fool She don't want nobody that do it like a lame She want somebody that'll give it to her like a thug She got her sh** that daddy got home for that You better act like you know what to do with that gu'l So I get down on the young and tender Actin like a clown when I'm up in ya You said we ain't makin love, just go on and beat it up so I hope I don't offend ya when I'm in ya Go [Chorus 2: Teala Chenae] Oooh (oooh) Do you like it when I take control? Sic this kitty kitty on you (kitty on you) In the kitchen, on the patio It don't matter where we go We ain't makin looooove You gotta give it to me, give it to me, give it to me, give it to me We ain't makin looooove You gotta give it to me, give it to me, give it to me, give it to me We ain't makin looooove You gotta give it to me, give it to me, give it to me, give it to me We ain't makin looooove You gotta give it to me, give it to me, baby let's forget about love [Twista] My boys don't give me drama but umm I'ma have to tell 'em I want lil' mama to come When I'm out in public I be the prominent one But when we in the room she be the dominant one Tellin me this ain't no time for no lovey-dovey thang We don't really gotta get that mushy Gave me the bomb on the knowledge then laid back and told me to hit that p**y She wanna be to handle my business And gone 'head with all the sensual sh** She said "Pull my hair, baby grab my wrist Let me turn around, I don't want a kiss" So don't get up on the bed fo' sho' On the livin room couch or the bedroom flo' Baby it don't really matter where we go Give it to her good 'til I make her go [Chorus Two] [Teala Chenae - repeat 2X] Boy get over here, baby rip my clothes off Music's in the air, let's do it 'til we doze off I won't tell a soul, that you were such a freak I can keep a secret, as long as you give it to me

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