Trying to Get at You - 8Ball & MJG

Smash with my niggas, you know how we do

Flippin through the hood, that’s when I bumped into you

At the car-wash jumpin out your e-class

Petite frame with your little round fat ass

10 ½ for your eyes and your pretty toes

I wanna know you but I heard you got a nigga though

Anyway I’ma spit it like I know that you with it

My windows are tinted so he won’t know that you in it

We can cruise the city and get the car, we’s in it

Drink a hen open up and let your boy squeeze in it

A G for real I never played those games

Wanna get in your brain, put some ice in your chain

You can stay with your manne, act a fool and complain

Come and get with your boy we just hang and bang

That’s the business but you don’t want a niggaa like me

You want a weak ass nigga just pretendin to be

I wish I would’ve said somethin

That would’ve made you stopped walkin

How can I let you know, girl

I’m trying to get at you, baby

And instead of trying to step on you

I let another nigga up on you

How can I let you know, girl

I’m trying to get at you, baby

Baby you need a hard leg, a straight niggah with no suga

One that won’t play no games and give it to you

In the buck, doggy style, the whole mile

Mix it up, with the new and the old style

Ain’t you tired of your man hangin up at your job

Followin you round, talkin bout you breakin his heart

You too pretty, to have a nigga prettier than you

You need a cut-throat niggah, baby tell you the truth

I’m mjg and I ain’t tryin to stay in your face

Or croud your space or try to get a key to your place

I got my own spot shit but we gon hit the hotel-e

I can’t take you to my spot until I know that you ready

See I ain’t the one to fall in love just in a week

Take out all my money then go invest in a freak

I see something I like baby can I just get a number

Don’t worry bout the stress and the pressure he got you under

Look, if your boy calls tell him that you’re rollin with your girls

Tell him y’all shoppin you gon meet him at the grill

Really I’ma have you somewhere diggin in your ribs

Pullin off the rubber and shootin it on your lips

Dream about the day when I can hold your hips

Wanna spoil you and tell niggas you my bitch

See you got a nigga I don’t wanna see y’all split

The real nigga in me make a nigga do that shit

You’re listenin to your friends again, oh no

Why you wanna take advice from them, they solo

I’m the one that put the spark in your life, all night

And all day, so Motherfuck what they all say

Tell em mj said it and mj done it

Shot straight into your life like Haley’s comet

Eliminated them other cats who wanna run it

Keep the bullshit we’re takin you away from it