Lemme Get That lyrics

I got a house

But I need new furniture

Why spend mine

When I could spend yours

The truth is

I will love you the same

But why complain

You buying gucci babe

You might see me in the spot

Ya boy think I'm hot

So I came up in here to get what you got

I'm hot like the block

Uhu, you like that

Know you wanna bite that

Uhu, yea right there

They love the young girl

They wanna give it to me

Wish I was in a flick

And I ain't talking movies

If ya young, if ya hot girl

Shake what ya got girl

I keep on singing

(Lemme get that, huh?)

What you got up in them jeans?

Put it on me, or get lonely

(Lemme get that, huh?)

You know, 5 car garages,

Name on your bank account

All day massages

(Lemme get that, huh?)

I wanna put it on blast

(Lemme get that, huh?)

Better slow down, 'for I make you crash boy

Got what you want, baby got what you need

But we can't proceed, unless you got that for me

I got a house, but I need new furniture

Why spend mine when I could spend yours?

The truth is I will love you the same

But why complain, you buying gucci babe

I'm a put you on the spot

Keep the sheet in knots

I bought me a benz,

You buy me the yacht

A girl need a lot,

The girl need some stocks

Bonds is what I got

Bonds is what I got

They love the young girl

They wanna give it to me

Wish I was in a flick,

and I ain't talking movies

If ya young, if ya hot girl

Shake what ya got girl

I keep on singing

(Lemme get that, huh?)

What you got up in them jeans?

Put it on me, or get lonely

(Lemme get that, huh?)

You know, 5 car garages,

Name on your bank account

All day massages

(Lemme get that, huh?)

I wanna put it on blast

(Lemme get that, huh?)

Better slow down, 'for I make you crash boy

Got what you want baby, got what you need

But we can't proceed, unless you got that for me

I got a house, but I need new furniture

Why spend mine when I could spend yours?

The truth is I will love you the same

But why complain, you buying gucci babe

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

(Lemme get that, huh?)

What you got up in them jeans?

Put it on me, or get lonely

(Lemme get that, huh?)

You know, 5 car garages,

Name on your bank account

All day massages

(Lemme get that, huh?)

I wanna put it on blast

(Lemme get that, huh?)

Better slow down, 'for I make you crash boy

Got what you want baby, got what you need

But we can't proceed, unless you got that for me

I got a house, but I need new furniture

Why spend mine when I could spend yours?

The truth is I will love you the same

But why complain, you buying gucci babe

• Artist:Rihanna
• Album:Good Girl Gone Bad (2007)