What You Want

I'm not trying to be pretty, I'm goody in a Champion hoodie
It's obvious I'm a goddess, hot like grabba spliffs in my city
Spicy arugula, I'm not in the mood for your silly excuses
Who follow the rules? I'll get you removed from my universe
You was undercover with the thirst, we could never be lovers in the sun
Shining on 'em seems to make it worse, you heard? I got the bag in my purse
All bark and your bite delicate, I'm the entree and the a la carte
Touching on myself, looking in the mirror

What you want?
A genie in a bottle? A porcelain dove?
A really big risk to feel the rush?
What you want from me? What you want?
What you want from me, yeah?
What you want?
A genie in a bottle? A porcelain dove?
A really big risk to feel the rush?
What you want from me? What you want?
What you want from me, yeah?

You be the beauty, I been the beast
I don't bite but my boundaries form a fence of piranha teeth
Imported from the ocean floor, this flow go deep
The Florida water, the forces before us, I'm focused on formulas disrupting orders
My pet peeves be like megafaunas on a leash
I can't afford to mingle it cost me my sanity
I'll be happy out the industry like I'm Kelis
Rockstars is black farmers, peep the harvest

What you want?
A genie in a bottle? A porcelain dove?
A really big risk to feel the rush?
What you want from me? What you want?
What you want from me, yeah?
What you want?
A genie in a bottle? A porcelain dove?
A really big risk to feel the rush?
What you want from me? What you want?
What you want from me, yeah?

I'm a ladybug, I bring the luck
Whatever you need, I got, wassup?
I'm a ladybug, I bring the luck
Whatever you need, I got, wassup?

What you want from me? What you want?
What you want from me, yeah?
What you want from me? What you want?
What you want from me, yeah?
What you want?
What you want?
What you want?



Credits
Writer(s): Shayna Mchayle
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