Rihanna- Lemme Get that

I got a house, but I need new furniture
Why spend mine, when I can spend yours?
The truth is, I would love you the same
Why complain?
You're buying Gucci, babe

You might see me in the spot
Your boy think I'm hot
So I came up in here to yell what you got
I'm hot like the block
Uh huh you like that
You want to bite that
Uh huh, yeah bite that

They love the young girl
They want to give it to me
Wish I was in a flick
And I ain't talking movies
If you're young
If you're hot, girl
Shake what you got, girl
If you're singing

Let me get that
What you got up in them jeans?
Put it on me
Or get low, babe
Let me get that
You know, five-car garages
Name on your bank account
All day massages
Let me get that
I want to put it on blast
Let me get that
Better slow down, before I make you crash, boy

Get what you want baby
Got what you need
We got the feel
That's the stuff that's for me

I got a house, but I need new furniture
Why spend mine, when I can spend yours?
The truth is, I would love you the same
Why complain?
You're buying Gucci, babe

I'm-a put you on the spot
Keep brushing your knots
I buy me a Benz
You buy me the yacht
A girl need a lot
The girl need some socks
Buns is what I got
Buns is what I got (Get it)

They love the young girl
They want to give it to me
Wish I was in a flick
And I ain't talking movies
If you're young
If you're hot, girl
Shake what you got, girl
If you're singing

Let me get that
What you got up in them jeans?
Put it on me
Or get low, babe
Let me get that
You know, five-car garages
Name on your bank account
All day massages
Let me get that
I want to put it on blast
Let me get that
Better slow down, before I make you crash, boy

Get what you want baby
Got what you need
We got the feel
That's the stuff that's for me

I got a house, but I need new furniture
Why spend mine, when I can spend yours?
The truth is, I would love you the same
Why complain?
You're buying Gucci, babe

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Oh...Oh...Oh...
Boy I know you want my love
Oh...Oh...Oh...
Nothing is free in this world
Oh...Oh...Oh...
Unless my love is your love
Oh...Oh...Oh...
I'm not a gold digger


Let me get that
What you got up in them jeans?
Put it on me
Or get low, babe
Let me get that
You know, five-car garages
Name on your bank account
All day massages
Let me get that
I want to put it on blast
Let me get that
Better slow down, before I make you crash, boy

Get what you want baby
Got what you need
We got the feel
That's the stuff that's for me

I got a house, but I need new furniture
Why spend mine, when I can spend yours?
The truth is, I would love you the same
Why complain?
You're buying Guccï, babe

Unh, unh-unh, unh, unh, unh, unh, unh, unh
Unh, unh-unh, unh, unh, unh, unh, unh
Unh, unh-unh, unh, unh, unh, unh, unh, unh
Unh, unh-unh, unh, unh, unh, unh, unh