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What U Got 4 Me
Mac Dre
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I'm comin' through there, boo
What you got for me? (What you got for me?)
I got a Remy and a zipper, dude
What you got for me? (What you got for me?)
I got a Benz and a Cadillac too
What you got for me? (What you got for me?)
No talkin', no bull-hawkin', I'm cool
What you got for me? (What you got for me?)
I was fierceed out, feelin' myself
If you guess, y'all in
Diggin' and you're diggin' it, darlin'
Sharp as a roller razor, beggin' your pardon
Bitch, I'm a capto, so we gon' mรฉnage it
Baby, I just touch scrill like I massage it
Excuse me, I want bread 'fore you get sausage
Get you hooked like a bass rock, '86 cover crack
See me act a fool, but she lovin' how I act
Get back, I get thugged out, overdose of hyphy
Bring 'em back like a drug house, ho, you know you like him
I was fierceed out, my Nikes all on your wifey
I floss up, he like that, she shouldn't have hyped me
I go long range nightly, bangin' the rich cats
It's cool, we can do that soon as I get paid
But lookin' cool if you hand me grams
Then I might just be your man
I'm comin' through there, boo
What you got for me? (What you got for me?)
I got a Remy and a zipper, dude
What you got for me? (What you got for me?)
I got a Benz and a Cadillac too
What you got for me? (What you got for me?)
No talkin', no bull-hawkin', I'm cool
What you got for me? (What you got for me?)
She wear Manolo, I wear Polo and Lacoste
I'm in her house, but she don't know where I stay
The things that I say make her toes curl
And she know straight, girl, you don't know Pearl
'Cause if you knew Pearl, it'd be a whole different world
I got big nuts, lil' skrull, I'm like Lil' Durk
I ball, want it all like nuts and small
Broke, I ain't fuckin' y'all, that's against the law
Hell nah, how many times I gotta tell y'all?
I live like I sell raw and don't sell raw
If I fuck you, ooh, you fuckin' royalty
I need loyalty and a bitch that's gon' spoil me
I'm oily, greasy, grimy, gritty
Best believe I'm gettin' cheese if I'm in your city
What you got for me? Can you bust a knot for me?
Watch the cops for me, make more opps for me
I'm comin' through there, boo
What you got for me? (What you got for me?)
I got a Remy and a zipper, dude
What you got for me? (What you got for me?)
I got a Benz and a Cadillac too
What you got for me? (What you got for me?)
No talkin', no bull-hawkin', I'm cool
What you got for me? (What you got for me?)
Let's make a hot dog, your buns my weenie
Don't be scared, give me head like a beanie
I'm full of Tang, coolin' game
I stay dipped, stay fly from the shoe to brain
I spectate 'fore I do the same
This road real slow, no remove the chain
Ma, is you insane?
Let's just latex for me, do the thang
Make it clap, yep, show me the dear foot
Show me that pain part right there, stay put
It's thicker, depper, let me check ya
Your behavior be grave, yeah, if you knew better
It's in my nature, none of this miss
Nuts hang from a chin, thang or nut sniff
Is she woman or bitch? Play her humble or vicious
Quarter zippers for the feet, I need a hundred and fifty
I feel important, I smell like ISIS
She done finally got the help and went through hell to get me
Get the number to her cell, then the rest is history
Stay always on the go and gigolo like Nicky
Spend your life with me
I'm comin' through there, boo
What you got for me? (What you got for me?)
I got a Remy and a zipper, dude
What you got for me? (What you got for me?)
I got a Benz and a Cadillac too
What you got for me? (What you got for me?)
No talkin', no bull-hawkin', I'm cool
What you got for me? (What you got for me?)
Chassy hollerin' at me, say she want me for her mans
Her boyfriend, but I'm a mack, I slap her with my backhand
You wanna have me, hand me grams, then we can make future plans
We fuck you with no fetty, ho, quit playin'
In trick star pants, my time is expensive
Mack a frame of llama, nigga chargin' by the minute
Matter fact, the second, I stay trap checkin'
Broads try to use they pussy as a weapon
A mack destruction, but I'm sucker duckin'
And broke bitch invadin', get behind me, Satan
I could dime her by the dollar, mastermind like Osama
Best to have some stacks on it, bitch, if you're tryna holla
You would be my favorite broad if you paid me proper
I told you I check purses, don't pop collars
Paper over pussy, chips over bitch
Dough over hoes, simps think with they dick
I'm comin' through there, boo
What you got for me? (What you got for me?)
I got a Remy and a zipper, dude
What you got for me? (What you got for me?)
I got a Benz and a Cadillac too
What you got for me? (What you got for me?)
No talkin', no bull-hawkin', I'm cool
What you got for me? (What you got for me?)
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