Lyrics What You Want - Tsunami VIII

Woo
What you B- want for a N-, the money
The love, or the D-
Huh
Came through just to stunt on you N-
It's more than a flick on the wrist
Woo
She tried to run game on a N-
B- don't you know tricks are for kids
Uh
I been On the hunt for you N-
You can't run away form the whip
Scrrrrrrrr
Came through in a Chevy, all black
Watch me whip that thing like I stole it
Wooo
Run the town in 4 flat, said she wanna kick it
But ain't a goalie
Oh no
But that A- so phat, told her whip that thing
Like a pro, yeah
Whip it, whip it
Click clack, like the mac, make it clap, uh
Shouts out to the Noya
Green light on the red carpet
All black, got the gat from the black market
(Ra ra ra ra)
Bulls eye, you a red target
Keep a rocket in the pocket, swish, James Harden
I been on the run, my intent was murder one
(One)
Bullets at your top, under possession of the gun
Hustle where the sun don't shine, for the funds
Now a young N- shine, cuz I was up before the sun
Hold up

What these N- want, a lady or freak in the sheet's
Aye
I been grinding all month, you N- ain't F- with me
Uh uh
I swear your B- is too weak
(Too weak)
You could catch my dust in the two seat
(Two seat)
You done F- my man, he ain't know your name
But he mentioned that you a little cute freak
(Cute freak)
Hey
Now they switching like I changed on'um
Cuz I whip it like a Chevy switching lanes on'um
We ain't the same woman
Why he F- around and tatted Holly's name on'um
Ok
H.O.L.L.Y
Real N- shoes don't come in your size
Fake what I see when I look in your eyes
Swerve on you H-, B- you better recognize
(B- I'm Holly)

Pull up on the Ave, early seven forty five
Serving on these H-, B- you better recognize
This is so it die, they won't take us alive
Got the lethal weapon, smith and Weston
Shots fired