Trying To Get At You-8Ball & MJG/One Twelve

8Ball: 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 a** 10 1/2 for your eyes and your pretty toes I wanna know you but I heard you got a ni**a 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 a** ni**a just pretendin to be [Chorus]: 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 ni**a up on you How can I let you know, girl I'm trying to get at you, baby MJG: 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 ni**a 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 sh*t 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 [Chorus]: ... 8Ball: 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 b**ch See you got a ni**a I don't wanna see y'all split The real ni**a in me make a ni**a do that sh*t MJG: 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 motherf**k 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 b******t we're takin you away from it