What you want

I got what you want, nigga, I got what you want
Not what you on, but I got what you want
Oh, you on, nigga, you like to stay on, nigga

You's addicted, homeboy, you trippin
This money I'm gripping', not tricking', just spending
So my mind your business or get you gone, nigga
Listen to this song, killa let this course

Fuck with you, funny how I'm stuck with you
All I do is thug my women

All I do is thug my women
So shorty stand up, she won't even come around

If ain't no money round, she ain't scared to blow her down
And take a bitch life, she already did it once
So ain't nothin' doin' it twice
And that nigga cold like ice

Tell that bitch she ain't no wife
Tell that nigga lower his tone
Or get his body, put her on his chrome
Put his name in this song

Play my shit all night long
Can't sleep, nigga, cause we geekin
Haven't slept in five weekends
Check the nigga, see if he breathin

He good, put him in the car
Then drive him to his neighborhood
Niggas never seen my face
Niggas don't know my ways

And I pray the day that you get far away from me
Until then, I'ma stay connected to my Cuban
I ain't connected to no shootin
She naked, what she doin'

No bobble hair, we buyin', we buyin' bottles, bitch
No need to swallow dick, but you know what your job is

I got what you want, nigga, I got what you want
Not what you on, but I got what you want

Oh, you on, nigga, you like to stay on, nigga
You's addicted, homeboy, you trippin
It's money I'm gripping ', not tricking', just spending
So mind your business or get you gone, nigga

Listen to this song, killa let this course

Fuck with you, funny how I'm stuck with you
All I do is thug my women

Funny how I'm stuck with you
You put all them drugs in your body, got you charged up
I won't buy no charger, you gon' need some water
Feel like you overdosing
Two door or the four door doesn't matter

Cause they both ghostin
And they came in the same car
Read my mind, read my heart aye
Lil shawty play that part

When I say, fuck bitches, go get money
Go, go, go, get that for me
Racist ass bitch, call me a monkey
Cut her face with this razor

Then took back all my favorites
But a nigga still thug, thug his women
Niggas still love, love his women
Two dime bitches, and they with me

Yes
I just lost count, bands
She just wanna fuck, smash
Can't believe I paid for her face, damn

But check this, I'd give you anything that you asking
Wasn't thuggin', now it's happenin
You feel it, you own it
Want more of it, I just can't imagine what you goin' through

All the things I threw at you, but you know that you bulletproof
I got what you want, nigga
I got what you want
Not what you on, but I got what you want

Oh you on, nigga
You like to stay on, nigga
You's addicted, homeboy, you trippin
This money I'm grippin', not trickin

Just spend it
So mind your business, or get you gone, nigga
Listen to this song, killa her
Let this course fuck with you

Funny how I'm stuck with you
All I do is thug my women
Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Trust Hodges
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