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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Twista
Vocals
Jeremih
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carl Terrell Mitchell
Songwriter
Jeremy Felton
Songwriter
Norman Whitfield
Songwriter
Ty Fyffe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ray Seay
Mixing Engineer
Sunny Woodz
Vocal Recording Engineer
Ty Fyffe
Producer
Lyrics
Yeah, Twista
What up? (I wanna get next to you)
Jeremih, tell her, I wanna get next to you
Uh-huh
I wanna get next to you
Tonight I got my Christian Dior's on
On my new Spider from Zone
I got a couple dollars, and yeah
I just gotta, I just gotta
Text her, what she on?
And she text back, I'm alone
Yeah, yeah you know ain't no questions baby (Baby)
I wanna get next to you
What's up lil' mama?
Could you tell me your name?
I'm a long white, cocaine, so flame
Is what I'm smoking on when I
Think about it when I'm looking at your body when I see you 'cause really wanna come close
So fly, and I want you the most
Let's have a toast, drinks on me (Drinks on me)
Summer time, drop top, winter time, minks on me (On me)
Too cold, I'm hoping that really want me 'cause I
Be at you 'cause wanna get next to you
In the back of the Phantom, or the club in VIP or at the bar
When I see you I feel like I'm looking at a star, up to par
Just so fly (So fly)
Having dreams of you being mine, 'cause I'm just so high
Telling all my boys that you chose me, and left yo' guy (Yo' guy)
Magnificent situation, I'm so glad that I bumped you
Intense, let me close up this tense
Distance between us two
'Cause I don't wanna go hard, like I wanna have sex with you
I'm a take my time and let you know (Let you know)
(I wanna get next to you)
I wanna get next to you
Tonight I got my Christian Dior's on
On my new Spider from Zone
I got a couple dollars, and yeah
I just gotta, I just gotta
Text her, what she on?
And she text back, I'm alone
Yeah, yeah you know ain't no questions baby (Baby)
I wanna get next to you
I think you sexy
Ain't no need for the faking
Could you tell me, is this seat taken?
If it ain't then can I sit down? (Yeah)
Compliment her like a gentleman
Because I know that there's fly shit there (Uh-huh)
All the time in the back of my mind I wanna say, that's my shit there (Ha, ha)
With the swag of a diva, hot but not too flamboyant (Nope)
Wishing I could communicate with her through clairvoyance (Yes)
Telepathy and I could really tell her what I feel about her when I have a thought
Pretty skin and your lips look so soft, don't talk, shhh, be quiet (Uh-huh)
Could you tell what I be thinking about when you see my eyes?
They say I'm looking at you like prey
And I'm a lion and I'm finna make a move (What up)
'Cause I really wanna see her on my arm a lot
Tryna be her friend, I'ma be so close, I'll become her confident (That's right)
But, play hard to get and tell me why don't I just go
Well I think you are the shit so (I wanna get next to you)
I wanna get next to you
Tonight I got my Christian Dior's on
On my new Spider from Zone
I got a couple dollars, and yeah
I just gotta, I just gotta
Text her, what she on?
And she text back, I'm alone
Yeah, yeah you know ain't no questions baby (Baby)
I wanna get next to you
I wanna get next to you
I wanna get next to you
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
And when you call me
That's right
And I'm gon' make sure I'll be on my way just to get next to you baby
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
I wanna get next to you
(I wanna be close to you baby)
I wanna get next to you
Written by: Carl Terrell Mitchell, Jeremy Felton, Norman Jesse Whitfield, Tyrone Fyffe