She Can Get It Chris Brown

[Verse 1]
More money, more riches
More freaky model misses
Six-four booty makin' hit switches
Shawty sittin' on forty inches
I like her, she like me
I wanna love her, she wanna love me
That happenin' is unlikely
I got her thong where the ceilin' fan lights be
Spinnin' like a tornado
Then I eat it up like it's gourmet food
Then I beat it up like boom, boom, boom
Then I get ghost like zoom
Climb on top of me
Underneath the sheets
'Cause I'm about to take you down
And change your last name to Mrs. Brown

[Chorus]
She know she can get it, get it (Oh, hey!)
She know she can get it (Oh), get it (Oh, hey!)
She know she can get it (Oh), get it (Oh, hey!)
So I'ma give it to her with that ghetto Kama Sutra
She know she can get it, get it (Woah, woah, woah, woah, girl)
She know she can get it, get it (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
She know she can get it, get it (Woah, woah, woah, woah, baby)
So I'ma give it to her with that ghetto Kama Sutra (Oh)
I'ma give it to her