Mila J - Hit The Door lyrics

(feat. Chris Brown)

Ummmm, Ummmmm Yeah Ooooo

Oh No No

[Verse 1:]

Baby Get Your Mind Right

You Gets No Loving.

You Think You Gonna Sex Me,

Then Boy You Buggin.

Its Not The Way It Is

So Get Uesd To It.

I Know You Wanna Get It, Get It

But You'll Never Hit It, Hit It.

Baby I'm Not Feeling You

Thats The Way That We Do,

Dont Make This Hard.

All My Ladies, If You Feel Me (Feel Me)

Throw Up Your Hands And Sing It With Me (With Me).

[Chorus:]

Oh Baby Dont Get Mad,

Thats How We Roll,

We Come Up Quick Like In A Chevy Six Four.

Cant Get In My Thong,

Cant Get It Sweet Low.

I'll Never Be A Dime,

So Baby Hit The Door.

Ya'll Dudes Is All The Same,

Always Playing Games,

Thinkin Your A Pimp

But Coming At Me So Lame.

Cant Get In My Thong,

Cant Get It Sweet Low.

I'll Never Be A Dime,

So Baby Hit The Door.

[Verse 2:]

Please Save All The Nonsense

'cuz I'm Not Havin It,

Pimpin Ain't Easy

But Please Believe Me...

I'm Not The One To Get Played

And Never Will Be.

Boy You Need To Quit It, Quit It

Thinkin You Gonna Ever Get It.

Baby I'm Not Feeling You

Thats The Way That We Do,

Dont Make This Hard.

All My Ladies, If You Feel Me (Feel Me)

Throw Up Your Hands And Sing It With Me (With Me).

[Chorus]

What The Problem Is

These Niggas Wanna Get In My Draws

Homie Take A Pause,

You Too Low

Shop Till I Drop,

Till I Push That Drop,

To The Number One Spot.

Niggas Wanna Buy Me

Thinkin They Can Buy Me A Rock

Anything So I Get On Top.

Man Just Back Up Off Me,

You One Hello From Stalking Me,

Tellin Me Things That You Think You Mean,

Like You Love Me When You Saw Me...

Shut It Up,

Put It Back,

'cuz Me And My Crew Dont Get Down Like That...