I Just Wanna Do Ya (Give It 2 Me)
(By: Julie)
Sung to the tune of: "I Just Wanna Love U (Give It 2 Me) by Jay-Z
As sung by: Joey Fatone

I'm a hustler baby
I just want you to know
It ain't who I been with
But who I'm 'bout to do
Now, I just wanna do ya
On the warm beach sand
And with all this cash
You'll forget your man

Now give it to me
Gimmie that thong, that sweet, that nasty, that mushy stuff
Who cares about JC?
C'mon, gimmie that thong, that sweet, that nasty, that mushy stuff

Well, when the 40's in the system, ain't no tellin'
Will I do them, will I diss 'em? Joey's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin' Justin and I'm like huh?
Drank all night, look at me
Up in the club, high, singin' off key
"I drive myself crazy thinkin' of ya"
To make it better, I ordered another round
It's about to go down
Got six groupie chicks, I'ma give one to Chris
Four o' my friends, JC got weed everywhere
What do you say? me, you, shakin' our asses
Go somewhere private where we can discuss your fashion
I like that Prada blouse, Guccu bra
Tight ass jeans, take that off.

Give it to me
Gimmie that thong, that sweet, that nasty, that mushy stuff
Who cares about JC?
C'mon, gimmie that thong, that sweet, that nasty, that mushy stuff
I said give it to me
Gimmie that thong, that sweet, that nasty, that mushy stuff
Just screw JC
Mama, gimmie that thong, that sweet, that nasty, that mushy stuff

Yeah, you're attractive, but you savin' it for marriage
Let's keep it real ma, did you know my necklace is 12 karats?
I wanna see just how far you'll go
You don't have to tell me I'm nastay, I already know
Stickin' around 'cuz you want my dinero
Might buy you a drink, but that's 'bout it
Might let you kiss me, but that's 'bout it
Fuck it, I might bite you and let you use whips
Nah, thats not nasty, it's not even sick
Know how to work my hips, my body's priceless
Profess your love, but tomorrow I'll be outta town
Maybe I could at least get you to go down
Yeah, I know, I'm too hot to hold
Ladies love me long time, they'd sell their soul
Only one way to roll, Joey and two ladies
I got a motorola, two way, page me, c'mon

Chorus

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Nice thong, nice rack, I been wit every girl
Romancing them all around the world
From Club Cheetah, to Club Amnesia
The hoe's in L.A., Chicks in London
Can't deny me, why would they want to?
They need me, why don't you try me?
You know you want to, believe me, Ha!

Chorus

You gotta..
Give it to me
Uh, uh huh


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