What You Want

Perfect for pictures, baby a winner
She's my dinner
Spice in the coop, baba ganoush
Shawty on the top of my flute
Playing the blues
All she do is tell me the truth, and all I can do
Is keep it back one hundred and ten
Drunk in the benz I let you drive now baby get in
Tell me again
How many friends you got at the crib
My n***** are home
We can get um' all in the whip
Whatever you want
Oh you just trying to get you some ahh
Get me alone
I'll have that a** throwing a fit
Is that what you want
Is that what, that what, that what you want
That what you want, is that, that
That what you want, is that what you want
I'll have that a** throwing a fit
Crushing your chips
Is that what, that what, that what you want
That what you want, is that, shawty

In the, club, by my, lonely
N**** switched on on me, phony
Hard to keep tabs, a couple real ones hold me
D-down, but they busy so I'm by my lonely
Then you hit me
Lots of history
Between you and I
Hate me then you miss me
Getting in your feelings getting chippy
But if they ever hate on you I do um filthy
Hit um in the chest with that Ron Artest
I'm off that sinsemilla they cant get me stressed
Pounds in the whip next to your prada dress
I'm trynna turn your bed set to a mess
You so

Perfect for pictures, baby a winner
She's my dinner
Spice in the coop, baba ganoush
Shawty on the top of my flute
Playing the blues
All she is is tell me the truth, and all I can do
Is keep it back one hundred and ten
Drunk in the benz I let you drive now baby get in
Tell me again
Oh you just trying to get you some ahh
Get me alone
I'll have that a** throwing a fit
Is that what you want
Is that what, that what, that what you want
That what you want, is that, that
That what you want, is that what you want
I'll have that a** throwing a fit
Crushing your chips
Is that what, that what, that what you want
That what you want, is that, yeah

You know you hot like a baby beretta
Like you just made some chedda like it's, Nevada weather
If you hop in the whip please, don't bring that attitude
Pretty girls don't always got to act rude
You know I got you like I got myself
If n***** play with you I'm COD I'm going stealth
Hit um right above the belt
And I never tell
Yeah you always just

Perfect for pictures, baby a winner
She's my dinner
Spice in the coop, baba ganoush
Shawty on the top of my flute
Playing the blues
All she is is tell me the truth, and all I can do
Is keep it back one hundred and ten
Drunk in the benz I let you drive now baby get in
Tell me again
Oh you just trying to get you some ahh
Get me alone
I'll have that a** throwing a fit
Is that what you want
Is that what, that what, that what you want
That what you want, is that, that
That what you want, is that what you want
I'll have that a** throwing a fit
Crushing your chips
Is that what, that what, that what you want
That what you want, is that, yeah