Ciara

Ciara - Get Up lyrics

Ladies and gentlemen!

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

And 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 fight the feelin 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

M-ooo-ve, 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

Ragtime, don't stop

That's the way you gotta get

Get it, make ya body rock

You tryin, admit it

But you just can beat the feelin inside

You know it

Cuz 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

M-ooo-ve, 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

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

It's the kid that stay ridin' big

The one the police tried to catch ridin' dirty

In the club before eleven o'clock

Like I'm tryin to catch it down kinda early

Look, ya thick her hair brown and curly

She love the way my ride shinin pearly

City boys say she fine a pretty

In the country boys say she fine and 'purrty'

My pockets thick as 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 hustla 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 ya step, do ya step

Yep it's goin down

you must not know my name,

you must not know my name,

its ciara time,ciara time

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

M-ooo-ve, 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

M-ooo-ve, 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

Thanks to chyna for these lyrics

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