| Song | Let's Get Into Something |
| Artist | Masta Killa |
| Album | Made In Brooklyn |
| 作曲 : Masta Killa, Sartel | |
| (feat. Startel) | |
| [Intro: Startel] | |
| Let's go... yeah... yeah, yeah, yeah... | |
| [Startel:] | |
| Kaboom, I came through the door | |
| Never seen a girl like you before | |
| Your eyes, your lips, your hair, your smile | |
| Oooh baby, I like your style | |
| Heh, I just need a clue, to what a brother like me must do | |
| The touch, the kiss, to hold, me with | |
| Just get that thing started | |
| Oh no doubt, I'm gon' love you right (no, no, no, no, no) | |
| Woman so just cozy now, there when you need me to hold you tight | |
| Never left stressed out, or in doubt (oh, no, no, no, no) | |
| Well welcome to the world of the Real McCoy | |
| Three times a man, never was a boy | |
| [Chorus: Startel] | |
| Baby, we're here doing nothing | |
| We should be into something | |
| I'm looking at you, you're looking at me | |
| It's all good, girl, burn some weed | |
| No need, you stand around fronting | |
| Let's go get into something | |
| I'm crushing on you, you're crushing on me | |
| Let's go kick and roll some trees | |
| [Startel:] | |
| It's so cool, I moved close to you | |
| I begin to smell your sweet perfume | |
| I smiled, said hi, y'all don't, reply | |
| I like it when they act too fly | |
| Heh, all insecurities, could never discourage me | |
| The smooth, finesse, I will, impress | |
| Can't help, but to, confess | |
| I came here just to love you right (no, no, no, no, no) | |
| Woman so just cozy now, there when you need me to hold you tight | |
| Never left stressed out, or in doubt (oh, no, no, no, no) | |
| Well welcome to the world of the Real McCoy | |
| Three times a man, never was a boy | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Masta Killa] | |
| Aiyo, peace beautiful, here's just a few lines | |
| To let you know I was thinking, look I had a few drinks and | |
| Then I lit a bone, thinking bout your skin tone | |
| Pretty fat face, with your high cheek bone | |
| I love to hear you moan, you know our phone conversation is grown | |
| You sayin' "daddy come home", I'm all alone | |
| Here staring at your picture, kinda hating, I miss ya | |
| I soon come kiss ya pain and make it better | |
| You dressed with my sweater, for the scent of your man | |
| While I'm out hustlin', black gloves on my hand | |
| My mind pan, pictures you in front of the fan | |
| I know it's been a little while since you felt my embrace | |
| You miss daddy taste, you pace back and forth | |
| In your Vicky thong lace, the anticipation is great | |
| You can't erase, the thought of my arrival | |
| Feel the tingle, it's the sensation | |
| [Hook: Startel] | |
| I be rubbing that, holding that, loving that | |
| Girl, I know you like it like that | |
| I'm looking at you, you're looking at me | |
| It's all good, girl, burn some weed | |
| I be loving that, holding that, squeezing that | |
| Girl, what you gon' do? | |
| I'm looking at you, you're looking at me | |
| It's all good, girl, burn some weed | |
| [Chorus] |
| zuò qǔ : Masta Killa, Sartel | |
| feat. Startel | |
| Intro: Startel | |
| Let' s go... yeah... yeah, yeah, yeah... | |
| Startel: | |
| Kaboom, I came through the door | |
| Never seen a girl like you before | |
| Your eyes, your lips, your hair, your smile | |
| Oooh baby, I like your style | |
| Heh, I just need a clue, to what a brother like me must do | |
| The touch, the kiss, to hold, me with | |
| Just get that thing started | |
| Oh no doubt, I' m gon' love you right no, no, no, no, no | |
| Woman so just cozy now, there when you need me to hold you tight | |
| Never left stressed out, or in doubt oh, no, no, no, no | |
| Well welcome to the world of the Real McCoy | |
| Three times a man, never was a boy | |
| Chorus: Startel | |
| Baby, we' re here doing nothing | |
| We should be into something | |
| I' m looking at you, you' re looking at me | |
| It' s all good, girl, burn some weed | |
| No need, you stand around fronting | |
| Let' s go get into something | |
| I' m crushing on you, you' re crushing on me | |
| Let' s go kick and roll some trees | |
| Startel: | |
| It' s so cool, I moved close to you | |
| I begin to smell your sweet perfume | |
| I smiled, said hi, y' all don' t, reply | |
| I like it when they act too fly | |
| Heh, all insecurities, could never discourage me | |
| The smooth, finesse, I will, impress | |
| Can' t help, but to, confess | |
| I came here just to love you right no, no, no, no, no | |
| Woman so just cozy now, there when you need me to hold you tight | |
| Never left stressed out, or in doubt oh, no, no, no, no | |
| Well welcome to the world of the Real McCoy | |
| Three times a man, never was a boy | |
| Chorus | |
| Masta Killa | |
| Aiyo, peace beautiful, here' s just a few lines | |
| To let you know I was thinking, look I had a few drinks and | |
| Then I lit a bone, thinking bout your skin tone | |
| Pretty fat face, with your high cheek bone | |
| I love to hear you moan, you know our phone conversation is grown | |
| You sayin' " daddy come home", I' m all alone | |
| Here staring at your picture, kinda hating, I miss ya | |
| I soon come kiss ya pain and make it better | |
| You dressed with my sweater, for the scent of your man | |
| While I' m out hustlin', black gloves on my hand | |
| My mind pan, pictures you in front of the fan | |
| I know it' s been a little while since you felt my embrace | |
| You miss daddy taste, you pace back and forth | |
| In your Vicky thong lace, the anticipation is great | |
| You can' t erase, the thought of my arrival | |
| Feel the tingle, it' s the sensation | |
| Hook: Startel | |
| I be rubbing that, holding that, loving that | |
| Girl, I know you like it like that | |
| I' m looking at you, you' re looking at me | |
| It' s all good, girl, burn some weed | |
| I be loving that, holding that, squeezing that | |
| Girl, what you gon' do? | |
| I' m looking at you, you' re looking at me | |
| It' s all good, girl, burn some weed | |
| Chorus |