Текст песни Wan Do? (feat. chey nechelle) - Mo'Yoe Ni'Qo

Ayy gyal, wha Ya wan do?
Say Ya wan relax and cool? Vybez pon Vybez?
M.e. too. Ayy gyal, wha Ya wan do?
Know Meh haffe ask, cause You might want what Meh want. (So shoo)
Ayy gyal, wha Ya wan do? Likkle moment fe relax
Your nerves? Lay baxk, straighten out those curves? Ayy gyal
Wha Ya wan do?
Whether it's just M.e. and You
We can link up and tink it through

Do it like You gotta
Give it all You got, and
Don't hold nothin' baxk. Hard work, "Full Throttle"
Cause You was talk'n big to the kid
(Like You bout it)
Now I gots to see what it is, or if it's just hype
Cause Mo'Yoe is Fresh'r than a felon, when he's just out
Twice as bad too, ask arine, bet They know I
Don't play. Serve You, like Soufflé
Big dawg, head'd to the Top, like a toupee
Sharp af, (coulda went to Harvard)
Ijs, imagine I woulda went to a College
You know, a nihga'll prolly be "honor" roll
From all'of the Drip that I spill
Gon' ask Ya girl, she knows... Been lixk'n it off her lips
It is what it is, and what it ain't is what it won't be
Less talk, Show M.e. how
(Much) You want This
Hot Like Tea? (leaf)
Steamy like Yoni?
A Promise, You won't wanna ever leave

Ayy gyal, wha Ya wan do?
Say Ya wan relax and cool? Vybez pon Vybez?
M.e. too. Ayy gyal, wha Ya wan do?
Know Meh haffe ask, cause You might want what Meh want. (So shoo)
Ayy gyal, wha Ya wan do? Likkle moment fe relax
Your nerves? Lay baxk, straighten out those curves? Ayy gyal
Wha Ya wan do?
Whether it's just M.e. and You
We can link up and tink tings through

"Work" like You were Maid, for This
Fuxk Them, girl, You're My favorite
I can't pretend, I ain't Ya-mans, I'm
Hymn, not Them... I'm Supa-Man
No Legend, This' a real conversation
Mahn a Rude Boy, chexk pon My stance
How Meh nah fake shit. Take shit
And make it "Shine Bright Like a Diamond"
Mahn a sip wine, and get High with Your Highness
The Stars is align'n (Wait)
Did Meh hear'm say the car need alignment? (Ayy)
Na really care what You heard, long as You know it's God's Time'n
Gwan gyal, wine witcho fine Self. I'ma
Have to make a baby with You Mama, minus drama
Unless We're talk'n rrratt tat tat, pon Yo baxk baxk baxk
Watch You eat, eat it up
Call it "spit'n facts"
Make her Yell "o". Like a bus
You gon' HAVE to bring This baxk

Say Ya wan relax and cool? Vybez pon Vybez?
M.e. too. Ayy gyal, wha Ya wan do?
Know Meh haffe ask, cause You might want what Meh want. (So shoo)
Ayy gyal, wha Ya wan do? Likkle moment fe relax
Your nerves? Lay baxk, straighten out those curves? Ayy gyal
Wha Ya wan do?
Whether it's just M.e. and You
We can link up and tink it thru

There's
Somethin' about tension
It's like a moth to a flame, and My desire ignites
Like fireworks
Every time, the thought of be'n burn'd crosses My Mind
Sweet tension. Just wrinks in time
Sly smiles of intention, in Our gothic paint'n
Quixk mentions and anecdotes
What Others see, tixkles M.e.)
They not know this... tension
How it's matured from all fun and games
Over run-ins, to dream sequences in our occurrences
That haunts My subconscious
You're Tension
And it's heavy AF