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What You Want
Ruff Ryders
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Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
What y'all niggas want, huh?
Uh, uh, uh
"Rubia, huh?" Papi's screamin' out of they mouth
Bombshell, just a second, mami, wanna speak out
What I need in my life, make the body freak out
Baby seem like the type, marry niggas, sneak out
Like I'm ballin', y'all, guess I be appallin' y'all
Boss type, hold it down, wantin' all of y'all
Callin' y'all, never chasin' me down
Three weeks, heartbroken, guess you hatin' me now
She speaks, soft spoken 'til she datin' the clown
I'm takin' 'em down, reel 'em in and makin' 'em drown
Mistake, I said, "Gimme, blood, I'm takin' it now"
What I need from a nigga negative in his sound?
Au-dacity even askin' me for ass
I laugh, this bitch is fast and free
Swattin' 'em off, when I see this nigga's a flea
Plottin' a call for riches, millionaire wannabe, uh-huh
What y'all niggas want? (What we want, ma?)
Can't touch (Uh)
All y'all niggas need (What we need in our life?)
Is right here with me (Uh)
Sounds y'all wanna hear (Who dat? Who dat?)
Swizz Beatz (Uh)
I'm the one to fear (Why? Huh?)
It's my time, feel me
Popular since I started my life
Eve, you know my name, probably the dangerous type
Brickhouse stallion, think you tamin' me, right?
Not this baby thou, Philly streets, they raisin' her right
Keep it pretty, okay, make it gritty, be a lady
Need boots, pocketbooks and a baby.380
But prefer to keep it calm and cool
When I'm heated, I suggest you move
Just avoid a bad situation, what you got to prove?
Leave her be, chicken squawkin', hatin' frequently
Mad they man is obsessed and stalkin' me
If he icy enough, I'm pricin' his stuff
Be nicey enough to let him spend, I'm callin' your bluff
Puttin' it down, Ruff Ryders put in they work
Snatched up, the illest, vicious pitbull in a skirt
Makin' 'em hurt, haters steady dishin' up dirt
Changin' the game, settin' the rules, makin' it work, uh
What y'all niggas want? (What we want, ma?)
Can't touch (Uh)
All y'all niggas need (What we need in our life?)
Is right here with me (Uh)
Sounds y'all wanna hear (Who dat? Who dat?)
Swizz Beatz (Uh)
I'm the one to fear (Why? Huh?)
It's my time, feel me
Leavin' 'em scared, mami takin' all of this here
All of this fame, I'm hungry, hope you cats is prepared
Niggas, set me up and I'ma take it and run
Think it's a game? Just check out how my format is done
Stoppin' your shine, and I do it to perfection
Made a promise every time I touch the mic to bless 'em
Used to tease me, now I keep it greasy just to test 'em
Eve handcuff niggas, but I don't arrest 'em
Shorty, bang, hear the niggas singin', shoutin' my name
Make the thuggish niggas scream, watchin' me entertain
Cakes brick when I lick the lips, just keepin' it plain
Fantasizin' 'bout this bitch got 'em goin' insane
Oohs and ahs, 5'7", thick in the thighs
Every thug's dream wife, see the love in they eyes?
My time to shine, whole package make up a dime
Want some more? It ain't over, just keep pressin' rewind, uh
What y'all niggas want? (What we want, ma?)
Can't touch (Uh)
All y'all niggas need (What we need in our life?)
Is right here with me (Uh)
Sounds y'all wanna hear (Who dat? Who dat?)
Swizz Beatz (Uh)
I'm the one to fear (Why? Huh?)
It's my time, feel me
What y'all niggas want? (What we want, ma?)
Can't touch (Uh)
All y'all niggas need (What we need in our life?)
Is right here with me (Uh)
Sounds y'all wanna hear (Who dat? Who dat?)
Swizz Beatz (Uh)
I'm the one to fear (Why? Huh?)
It's my time, feel me
Uh, '99, 2000
Ruff Ryders
Dru Hill, Swizz Beatz, Eve
Comin' for that ass, uh
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