(who want it) come to my hood get some (who want it) wanna start shit in the club boy (who want it) touched up (who want it) fucked up (who want it)
(who want it) Come to my hood Get some (who want it) Wanna start shit in the club boy (who want it) Touched up (who want it) Fucked up (who want it) [
court, but shawty out here recording Tricking rather give it to an orphan All you wanna do is hit the clique into a saw, eh? Get her pregnant, then neglect it
follow me) (What you want, what you need) Right (I thought you wanted me) (What you want, what you need) (If I burn out) I am right beside you (Please just follow me) (What you want
shit but I back it up though see it's a difference, a lot of niggaz pop shit But a lot of niggaz don't make hits But it's like this whole Bad Boy shit
, or fo'-deep in a old school Lookin for the hoes, at a club - full of drunk fools (WHAT WHAT WHAT?) Who wanna get it krunk non-stop (WHO YOU WIT? WHO
, check it out yo Y'all niggas say what y'all wanna say Feel how y'all wanna feel Who give a fuck, dog, kill who you wanna kill Just keep it real when
thing only only sits 2 but you know who who ridin in my passenger side with me flyin shit 2.5 in it, hey hey hey im in my jeezy watchin tv she call me
good trick You want a problem, start it up (vroom vroom) start it up (vroom vroom) start it up (vroom vroom) wait a minute [x2] [Lloyd Banks] I'm who
all summer long, we laugh and we play But we don't talk to spiders 'Cause they're mean And they try to trick us 'Cause they want to eat us But they'
tonight But if this is what they want, it's like Christmas to me It's been a long time since the Big Rich caught a body Fuck it, I like the way you think
need to keep ya eyes on Yo who the don, who plays it all night long? 50 mill strong, Handle like napalm. Word is bond Who get it on when it's time
, Handle like napalm. Word is bond Yo who the don, who plays it all night long? Who get it on when it's time to drop a bomb? Sadq keep it cool and
, cause a hoe is a bitch You know it's other people's money That be makin' em trick They makin' me sick, never stop suckin' my dick Thinkin' a nigga runnin' tricks
trick pony Yeah, you do it for a price I can see it in your eyes See that role was never mine I don't want to stand in line See how that one-trick story
got grands to use With terrible attitudes nigga, who needs you? Huh, you got your dirty ass feet on my couch And smokin' motherfuckin' weed in my house Is you sick yo? I want
in this business you just never know... [Lil' Kim] Shut the f-ck up Who the f-ck want war FedEx beef straight to your front door It'll be a murder
me wrong I may be crazy it's all in my head But I want you darling gone Why did I ever like you What did I see Whatever it was must have been some kind
