Get Buck
DJ Felli Fel feat. Akon P. Diddy Ludacris & Lil Jon Lyrics


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[Intro - Akon (P.Diddy) {Ludacris}]
Chyeah!
It's that incredible sh-- (Talk to 'em)
There's too many beautiful ladies in this house tonight, Felli
I think we need to hit em off something proper, son {Okay... whoo!}
(They call me Diddy, DJ Felli Fel!)
Testing, one, two, three (Testing, one, two, three
Hey, listen to me, listen, hey)

[Verse One - P.Diddy]
It's tricky, I'm picky, baby, but I just spotted you
Doing your thing, G-string, shoe string point of view
Lend me your body, you got me in a zone
Bet a million in a half cash i can make you explode
You don't wanna brave the cold, you wanna Diddy Combs
I can take you on outer limits away from home
(?) ..... (?)
In the middle of the club doin' a rodeo show
The hoes seem skeemy, wet dreamy
Emphasism obsessed gleemy
(Incredible sex) You need me
You can ease me, please me baby
I maybe am little crazy but in a way...

[Hook - Akon (DJ Felli Fel)]
Don't make me get buck in here!
Shawty drop it to the ground like she ain't got manners
Too much booty for one man to handle
But all I need is a one night scandal
And I'ma get buck in here!
Damn, lil mama, know you fit my standards
You the type to make me grip that handle
Lick shots in the air, bustin' that grandam
(While you make it clap clap clap clap clap
You gotta shake that thang, shake that thang
While you make it clap clap clap clap clap
Just shake that thang, shake that thang)

[Verse Two - Ludacris]
She can make it clap like a standing OVATION
Spin like my record at your radio STATION
Feel the SENSATION, I put it right there
They be like "Luda!", I be like "Y-yeah!",
You like it like that, don't ya baby
The flow's insane, and the stroke is crazy
I stroke so good, like Tiger Woods
And i RAWR, like a tiger would
My livelihood is not Hollywood
I'm still Southside Atlanta, that's a lively hood
A circus, big top, like Ringling Brothers
If you wanna learn something, bring your mothers
Sit back and observe, invite some friends
We can mix it all up, like juice and gin
Felli on the cell-y with a couple of twins
Cause tonight, damn right, we gonna do it again

[Hook]

[P.Diddy] Aiyyo, Felli let me one more time

[Verse Three - P.Diddy]
Listen, women, lace them, G-force jets, fly 'em
Twisted, crooked, cell phone numbers, probably
Flip em change em, prissy and bouji, the hood (?)
Game of taste em, trissy's I'm runnin' em good (?)
Leather or silk, I melt them all
Love em, leave em, give em hell for sure
Tell them words they minds and souls deserve
Or give them things they might prefer
Sandrio pan, mandarin sweet massage oil
Pimp, gamein', grants, and benz' i tried em
Used to style em, now just virgin island
Kamasutra freaky...

[Hook - Up to "grandam"]

[Outro - Lil Jon]
Hold up, fuck that shit, fuck that shit! (yoyoyoyoyoyoyo...)
It's your boy, Lil Jon! (YEAH!)
Time to take this mothafucker to another level! (Let's go!)

Get your mothafucking hands up!
Get your mothafucking hands up!
Throw your mothafucking drinks up!
Throw your mothafucking drinks up!

Now get buck in this bitch!
Get buck in this bitch!
Get buck in this bitch!
Get buck in this bitch!
Get crunk in this bitch!
Get crunk in this bitch!
Get crunk in this bitch!
Get crunk in this bitch!
YEAH!





[P.Diddy] Aiyyo, Felli, you a fool for that one. HA

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Dj Felli Fel's song Get Buck In Here are a mix of braggadocio, party anthem, and sexual overtones. P.Diddy opens the song talking about how he's picky but has spotted the perfect woman, and he can "make her explode". He boasts about taking her "on outer limits away from home” and doing a “rodeo show” with her in the middle of the club. Akon's hook talks about how much "booty" is in the club and how he’s going to get "buck" in there. Ludacris then delivers a verse filled with sexual innuendo, boasting about his skills in bed and comparing himself to Tiger Woods.


The song was released in 2008 and quickly became a popular club anthem. Its catchy chorus, uptempo beat, and recognizable verses from P.Diddy and Ludacris made it a favorite at parties and clubs. The song also marked the first collaboration between P.Diddy and Akon, two of the biggest names in hip-hop at the time.


Line by Line Meaning

Chyeah!
Introducing the song


It's that incredible sh-- (Talk to 'em)
The song is incredible, and here's why


There's too many beautiful ladies in this house tonight, Felli I think we need to hit em off something proper, son {Okay... whoo!} (They call me Diddy, DJ Felli Fel!)
There's a lot of beautiful women here, and we need to give them something to dance to. We're Diddy and DJ Felli Fel.


Testing, one, two, three (Testing, one, two, three Hey, listen to me, listen, hey)
Testing the microphone and getting the crowd's attention


It's tricky, I'm picky, baby, but I just spotted you Doing your thing, G-string, shoe string point of view Lend me your body, you got me in a zone Bet a million in a half cash i can make you explode You don't wanna brave the cold, you wanna Diddy Combs I can take you on outer limits away from home (?) ..... (?) In the middle of the club doin' a rodeo show The hoes seem skeemy, wet dreamy Emphasism obsessed gleemy (Incredible sex) You need me You can ease me, please me baby I maybe am little crazy but in a way...
I'm picky, but I picked you. You're hot, I'll bet $1.5 million that I can make you come. You don't need to look for anyone else, I'll take you to new places. We're in the club, doing a rodeo show. You want me, and I'll be a little crazy with you, but let's enjoy ourselves.


Don't make me get buck in here! Shawty drop it to the ground like she ain't got manners Too much booty for one man to handle But all I need is a one night scandal And I'ma get buck in here! Damn, lil mama, know you fit my standards You the type to make me grip that handle Lick shots in the air, bustin' that grandam (While you make it clap clap clap clap clap You gotta shake that thang, shake that thang While you make it clap clap clap clap clap Just shake that thang, shake that thang)
Don't make me wild out! The ladies here are dropping it to the ground, with too much booty for one man. All I need is one night with you and I'll wild out. You fit my standards and make me go crazy. Shake it!


She can make it clap like a standing OVATION Spin like my record at your radio STATION Feel the SENSATION, I put it right there They be like "Luda!", I be like "Y-yeah!", You like it like that, don't ya baby The flow's insane, and the stroke is crazy I stroke so good, like Tiger Woods And i RAWR, like a tiger would My livelihood is not Hollywood I'm still Southside Atlanta, that's a lively hood A circus, big top, like Ringling Brothers If you wanna learn something, bring your mothers Sit back and observe, invite some friends We can mix it all up, like juice and gin Felli on the cell-y with a couple of twins Cause tonight, damn right, we gonna do it again
She's making everyone clap and cheer like they're at a concert. My flow and technique are insane, and I can even compare it to Tiger Woods. My livelihood and roots are in Southside Atlanta. It's a party and anyone is welcome, even your mom. Let's mix it all up and have fun. Felli is on the phone with twin sisters, so let's do it again tonight.


Hold up, fuck that shit, fuck that shit! (yoyoyoyoyoyoyo...) It's your boy, Lil Jon! (YEAH!) Time to take this mothafucker to another level! (Let's go!) Get your mothafucking hands up! Get your mothafucking hands up! Throw your mothafucking drinks up! Throw your mothafucking drinks up! Now get buck in this bitch! Get buck in this bitch! Get buck in this bitch! Get buck in this bitch! Get crunk in this bitch! Get crunk in this bitch! Get crunk in this bitch! Get crunk in this bitch! YEAH! [P.Diddy] Aiyyo, Felli, you a fool for that one. HA
Let's take this party to another level! Lil Jon is here to get everyone hype. Get your hands up and throw your drinks in the air. Let's get buck and crunk, and have a great time. Felli is a fool for playing this song.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ALIAUNE THIAM, JONATHAN SMITH, LEROY WATSON, CHRISTOPHER BRIDGES, JAMES CORRINE

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@maryo310

Who's here in 2024? 🎉

@sabinemoulin5902

Je l écoute tout les jours cette musique de matin au soir

@Ete_Petete_

Love it🤩

@DeniBoy96

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@virgilhawkins5680

Diddy's verse isn't hitting the same at the moment.

@GodHatesUsAll336

Only took me 15 mins to remember the name of the song

@RayRayJr.

Diddy telling dudes to "Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap"

@kylenthaver3238

We don't forget bangers like these 👏🏼

@johnhodgkins9570

NEVER 😂 I randomly thought of this gem rn

@friscofunksta7528

I did cause this was mad wack...sounds like some house type of shit. Lame ass party track attempt for a club full of white dudes.. and I AM white.

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