Look At Me WC

[Chorus: Ice Cube, Samples]
"Grab hold of it, baby"
"Let's get it on, let's get it on, let's get it on"
"You got it, mother"
"Let's get it on, let's get it on, let's get it on"
"Grab hold of it, baby"
"Let's get it on, let's get it on, let's get it on"
"You got it, mother"
"Let's get it on, let's get it on, let's get it on"
"Grab hold of it, baby"
Look at me ("Goddamn")
Look at me ("Goddamn")
Y'all, look at me ("Goddamn")
Look at me ("Goddamn")
Look at me

[Verse 1: WC]
Dub sizzle for shizzle
A nigga fresh off of work and I'm clean as a whistle
I keep it crackin' (Keep it crackin')
I got these hoes on the phone saying
("Let's get it on, let's—, let's get it on")
Woo, clean, baby Dub sizzlean
C walkin' with a lean on my sticky green
I rep it right (Bang on)
So if you want sex tonight, call the original shady
("Grab hold of it, baby")
Got my dubs up, I'm in the club like fucked up, holding my cup
Got the tailor made Air One Nikes with a twist
Big Breitling on my wrist ("Goddamn")
It's the return of the real and the '0-7 turnin' the wheel
Chrome feet with a chrome grille
In a wide body somethin' with my eyes blunted
Got a pocket full of hundreds, now which bitch want it? (Who?)