Wish You Would

Well you know I'on have a problem with nobody
This is what I was saying!
If anybody got a problem with me
Then we could get it poppin'
And this is whatever!

You got your own opinion on me?
I do not give a fuck what you think

You bitches wanna get it, y'all can get it from us good
You niggas wanna feel it fuck a wisha that he would
You think you gonna hit but you is not getting shit
You think you gonna hit but you is not getting shit

You bitches wanna get it, y'all can get it from us good
You niggas wanna feel it fuck a wisha that he would
You think you gonna hit but you is not getting shit
You think you gonna hit but you is not getting shit

Throw 'em up muthafucka
It's that bitch Blanco
Smooth cat, new jack, L'uciano
I've been all around the world
Stacking this paper
Hard body, every city, nigga A.C Slater

I'm the rock in Gibraltar
Every bitch bow down
Niggas gonna rock when they hear this sound
Stuck in the pop like "aratatat"
And these ho niggas
Shook be the cha cha cha
Made One fifty k off a free mix tape
Wake up in my bed, didn't that shit feel great?

Yeah I'm dressed in black
How ya girls like that?
Ya'lls vendetta can sweater
I'm ahead of the pack
I-I-I was robbing niggas for dolce panties!

Running Tina for Tito on all them Coney Island kings
"Them uptown boys can't get pushed the word!"
But 'em brownsville niggas, yo they boxed the skirt

You bitches wanna get it, y'all can get it from us good
You niggas wanna feel it fuck a wisha that he would
You think you gonna hit but you is not getting shit
You think you gonna hit but you is not getting shit

You bitches wanna get it, y'all can get it from us good
You niggas wanna feel it fuck a wisha that he would
You think you gonna hit but you is not getting shit
You think you gonna hit but you is not getting shit

I'mma take you to the future robots and androids
Girls named Droidica, cops on the convoys
I am a tomboy, I am the tank girl
Back to the future, fly through the space world

It's a new year and I came here to conquer
I am the new bitch, I am a problem
Just like the Clone Wars, I got my armor
Throw on my war paint, I am Titonka

I'm the only bitch in the Bronx rocking Chanel
High top bun, french tip nail
Only fuck with niggas that was tipping the scale
Looking' fresher than kale, money falling like hail

I do things that that these little boys dream of
They still messy with the pampers need the clean up
I come clean; they call me Noxzema
"Noki, wanna check?"
And I come in with the Beema!

You bitches wanna get it, y'all can get it from us good
You niggas wanna feel it fuck a wisha that he would
You think you gonna hit but you is not getting shit
You think you gonna hit but you is not getting shit

You bitches wanna get it, y'all can get it from us good
You niggas wanna feel it fuck a wisha that he would
You think you gonna hit but you is not getting shit
You think you gonna hit but you is not getting shit



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Writer(s): Michael Quattlebaum, Bill Salas, Destiny Frasqueri
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