Get Up (feat. Chamillionaire)

Uh
 Uh
 Yeah
 Uh
 Ow, ow, ow
 Uh
 Giddy up
 Get up, get up, get up (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
 Then I had to take him to the right
 He was out of breath
 But he kept on dancin' all night
 You tryin', admit it
 But you just can't fight the feeling 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
 Ooh, uh
 The way you look at me, I'm feelin' you, uh
 I just can't help it, tryin' to 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
 Move, ring the alarm
 The club is jumpin' now
 So get up
 I said Ciara's on you radio
 Everybody turn it up
 Spicy just like hot sauce
 Careful, you might burn it up
 You can do the pop lock
 Rag-top, don't stop
 That's the way you gotta get
 Get it, make your body rock
 You tryin', admit it
 But you just can't fight the feeling inside
 You know it
 'Cause 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
 Ooh, uh
 The way you look at me, I'm feelin' you, uh
 I just can't help it, tryin' to 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
 Move, ring the alarm
 The club is jumpin' now
 So get up
 Ooh, I love the way you vibe with me
 Dance with me forever
 We can have a good time, follow me (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
 Ooh, ooh
 It's the kid that stay ridin' big
 The one the police tried to catch ridin' dirty
 In the club before 11 o'clock
 Like I'm tryna catch a dime kinda early
 Lookin' thick, her hair brown and curly
 She love the way my ride shinin' pearly
 City boys say she fine and pretty
 And the country boys say she fine and purty (Yeah)
 My pockets thick, it's green, it's 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 the jury
 You know Chamillionaire stay on the grind
 A hustler 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
 I'm watchin' you do your step, do your step
 And yep, it's goin' down
 Ooh, uh
 The way you look at me, I'm feelin' you, uh
 I just can't help it, tryin' to 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
 Move, ring the alarm
 The club is jumpin' now
 So get up
 Ooh, uh
 The way you look at me, I'm feelin' you, uh
 I just can't help it, tryin' to 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
 Move, ring the alarm
 The club is jumpin' now
 So get up
 I got to have you, baby
 Uh, I feel it
 I got to have you, baby
 I got to have you, baby
 Uh, I feel it
 I got to have you, baby