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Got To Get It - Ride The Blinds



     
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Got To Get It Lyrics


See what I wanna do
(Ooh ooh)
I don't know if I can say what I wanna do
(Yeah)
Hmm, maybe I can
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Uh uh uh uh come on
Do I have to grab the back of your neck
To make you listen to me
Do ya have to see my flashin' the dough
Or wavin' my rolly
Mister yeah yeah
Baby can I get a hit of you
What's up what's up
Come on I like to touch
I gotta figure out of you're down 'cause
I got to get it
You won't forget it

Kiss you under your navel
I'll go where he won't go
I got to get, got to get it
Just let me hit, just let me hit it
I'll kiss the lips under ya navel
I bet he won't go where I go
Listen
Baby I can be a better man better yet a gentleman
Fly ya to Japan and back again
We'll spend a week in Puerto Rico
Baby wait till I'm finito
'Cause I'm feinin'
Man I gotta get a hit of you
What's up what's up
Come on I like to fuck
I gotta figure out if you're down 'cause baby
I got to get it
You won't forget it
Kiss you under your navel
I'll go where he won't go
I got to get, got to get it
Just let me hit, just let me hit it
I'll kiss the lips under ya navel
I bet he won't go where I go
Uh uh uh
We should go baby
Do it hot, sip the mo
We get the dough baby
(Get the dough baby)
We can do it how you want let me know baby
(Let me know baby)
If I got it you can get it that's for sure baby
(That's for sure baby)
We'll get the dough baby
(Oh baby)
I'm here to treat you right
(Come on)
Won't you be the freak I know and gimme head all night
(Ooh)
If you think somebody's lookin' girl turn off the lights
(Ooh)
We can do it when you want it where you want it how you want it
Let me keep it tight
(Oh yeah)
I make it hot
(Make it hot)
Lick you in between your legs and won't stop
(Won't stop)
From the back from the front you on top
(You on top)
Had to get it had to hit it nonstop
Say it again ya just let me hit baby
I got to get it
You won't forget it
Kiss you under your navel
I'll go where he won't go
I got to get, got to get it
Just let me hit, just let me hit it
I'll kiss the lips under ya navel
I bet he won't go where I go
I got to get, got to get it
(I've got to get it)
(Got to get it)
Just let me hit, just let me hit it
(Just let me hit it)
(Let me hit it)
I'll kiss the lips under ya navel
(I've got to get it)
(Got to get it)
I bet he won't go where I go
(Just let me hit it)
(Oh yeah)
I got to get, got to get it
(Got to get it, got to get it)
Just let me hit, just let me hit it
(Just let me hit it, just let me hit it)
I'll kiss the lips under ya navel
(Got to get it, get it, get it, get it)
I bet he won't go where I go
(Let's go)

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Though you'll swear you've heard many parts of Ride the Blinds' self-titled debut among the works of Led Zeppelin, the Black Crowes, and the Stones, you'll commend the band rather than condemn them. Lead singer Chris Guthridge's voice and guitar work make sweet nostalgia together, and the rhythm duo of Bill Cramer and Nick Cramer remind you that people used to dance to rock music. Critics claim Ride the Blinds make the old new again, but there's nothing particularly new in their music.

Read more about Ride The Blinds on Last.fm.


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