MC Lyte - Want What I Got paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Want What I Got - MC Lyte



I can rock a party with a glass of Hennessey
I know I make y'all sick with the way I boogie
My fake ass friends wanna hang out tonight
I? ll tell? em follow me then I? ll ditch? em at the light
I see? em at the club, they wanna know why I? m whilin?
'Cause I smoke weed now I? m high like a pilot
Spendin? more cheese than you throw on a salad
Hand me my mike, if you? bout it, then I? m? bout it
Mmmm, yea I? m? bout it
Don? t doubt it, don? t doubt it
I? m the MC Lyte but boo please don? t crowd me
'Cause my security might get rowdy
Make? em punch you out and watch your vision go cloudy
Now all you freaks wanna speak 'cuz I? m back
Stick to your gossip like the glue to your tracks
I never liked your ass, by the way, 'cuz you? re wack
Give a dog a bone so here? s a Lyte snack
Yo, yo
Want what I got? Come through then
You at home wit? a safe you ain? t got nothin? in
Ask how I got it and keep it comin? in
From hustlin?, doublin? and publishin?
Want what I got? Come through then
You at home wit? a safe you ain? t got nothin? in
Ask how I got it and keep it comin? in
From hustlin?, doublin? and publishin?
Used to be a rookie singin? Latti Datti
Now me and Missy beco rockin? the party
Flooded Movado, ain? t I fly though
Never let? em see you comin?, that? s my motto
I? m on it, I? m on it, I had the nigga goin?
Said I was a hot tomali, mind blowin?
It? s crucial, how some folks get bourgeois
Or bourgeois, did I lose you or did you lose me?
Either way we miles apart
I? m hittin? the ribbon, you at the start
I? m never, ever, ever, gonna let you think
That your shit don? t stink
So don? t come around here thinkin? you can? t get it
You? ll be the first to admit it
How you got punked by hip hop? s greatest
Missy and Lyte bringin? you the latest, yo, yo
Want what I got? Come through then
You at home wit? a safe you ain? t got nothin? in
Ask how I got it and keep it comin? in
From hustlin?, doublin? and publishin?
Want what I got? Come through then
You at home wit? a safe, you ain? t got nothin? in
Ask how I got it and keep it comin? in
From hustlin?, doublin? and publishin?
I treat niggas like they my hoe
Blaze? em then I go, straight to the Nikko
Meet another Puerto Rico
Cute like tico, copy me like kinko
You know I? ma freak, yo
I don? t love them amigos
I? m straight to their pockets
Bow all their sockets
I? m plush like carpet
They wanna stick the target
I don? t give a fuck what you rock
'Cuz you see what I got, you want what I got
Want what I got? Come through then
You at home wit? a safe, you ain? t got nothin? in
Ask how I got it and keep it comin? in
From hustlin?, doublin? and publishin?
Want what I got? Come through then
You at home wit? a safe you ain? t got nothin? in
Ask how I got it and keep it comin? in
From hustlin?, doublin? and publishin?
Want what I got
Want what I got? Come through then
You at home wit? a safe you ain? t got nothin? in
Ask how I got it and keep it comin? in
From hustlin?, doublin? and publishin?



Writer(s): Gerard Thomas, Donald Holmes, Melissa Elliot


MC Lyte - Seven & Seven
Album Seven & Seven
date de sortie
18-08-1998




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