Artist: Rick Ross f/ Mario Winans Album: Port of Miami Song: Get Away Typed by: ny4life33@yahoo.com Uh, Uh Yeah It's fly It's Rick Ross It's that L.A. Reid flow right here Mario Winans (Winans, Winans) Holla Hold up [Verse 1] Sometimes I rhyme slow Sometimes I rhyme quick Sometimes I buy blow So I supply bricks (Ross) Motherfuckers looking at me sideways But can they tell I'm getting money five ways Lot of leather, wood and the seats vibrate Chatting with a bitch like your boy 'MySpace' But she right here in my face Take her to a fly place, with a fly fireplace No marshmallows, we let the dro burn (burn) I done seen the world, girl it's your turn I told you lies all my life But you hold me down, wrong or right So it's only right she get that Porsche truck All black black rims, call her Porsche Let your weave blow in the wind 'Cause believe ever D-boy need a friend [Chorus - Mario Winans] When can we, get away and enjoy each other Get away and explore each other All I wanna know is When can we, get away and exchange our feelings Keep it popping like a move screening I only wanna get away... [Verse 2] I'm in heavy dough I'dont kiss every ho So when I like a bitch, I enlist Mario Feed her Larry-O's Sip Everglo With Gloria Estefan and Emillio (woo) Baby really though, this your best bet (Ross) It will be six O's in my next check (Ross) With a gun in hand, I've also been a money man Crack running man, fat Randall Cunningham Look here, I'ma tell you like this We need time to just kick it like this She licking my lips, she diggin' my kicks So we did it like this It's Rick Ross I'm the man of the hour She love to make love, and we can in the shower Back against the wall, I'ma stand like a tower Everytime I'ma stand like a tower Ross [Chorus] [Verse 2] Sometimes I rhyme slow Sometimes I rhyme quick Sometimes I buy blow So I supply bricks (Ross) You can't look me in the face When you wrong, I'ma put you in your place My money long, I got money just to waste, girl My money home, and it's up to my waist, girl I really love how you shake girl You like a 'Phantom', I love how you shake girl Rick Ross, I'm a real nigga (real nigga) You can feel the realness when I deal with ya (deal with ya) Baby I won't lie to ya (lie to ya) I'm too honest, I promise I won't lie to ya (lie to ya) That other bitch finished wit (finished wit) You the one I'm having dinner with And it's candlelit Can you handle it? 'Cause I can handle it Well, lets handle this [Chorus] When can we... Ohoh, you don't have to be alone, no not anymore Baby when can we (when can we) I'll take you anywhere you wanna go baby... All you have to do is say yes to me Say yes to me O Say Yes to me baby Say yes to me girl Say yes to me O Say yes to me baby Say yes to me girl And I'll do anything anything for you