What Yall Want Lyrics

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What Yall Want Lyrics

Artist DMX

EVE: Ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh What y'all niggas want huh? ugh ugh ugh Lubia huh?

Papi screamin out of they mouth Bomb shell just a second Mami wanna speak out

What I need in my life Make ya body freak out Baby seem like the type Married

niggaz sneak out Like I am ballin y'all Yes I be appallin ya'll Boss type hold

it down Wantin all of y'all Callin y'all never chasin me down Three weeks,

heartbroken Yes you hatin me now She speaks soft spoken Till she datin the clown

I am takin em down Reel em in and makin em drown Mistake I said gimme that, but

I am takin it now What I need from a nigga Negative in his sound Or dasity even

askin me For ass, I laugh This bitch is fast and free Swatin em off When I see

this niggas a flea Plotin of cost for riches Millionaire wannabe, uh huh CHORUS:

[nokio] What y'all niggas want? [what we want, wha?] Can't touch [uh] All y'all

niggaz need [what we need in our life?] Is right here with me [uh] Sounds y'all

wanna hear [who da, who dat?] Swizz beats [uh] I am the one you fear [why?] It's

my time, feel me Popular since I started my life Eve you know my name Probably

the dangerous type Brick house stallion Think you taming me right? Not this baby

val Philly streets They raisin her right Keep it pretty or can make it gritty be

a LADY! Need boots pocket books and a baby 380! But prefer to keep it Calm and

cool When I am heated I suggest you move Just avoid a bad situation What you got

to prove? Leave her be Chicken squakin hatin frequently Manic Man is obsessed

And Stalkin me If he Icy enough, I am pricin his stuff Be nicy enough To let him

spin, I am callin ya bluff Puttin it down Ruff Ryders puttin they work Snatched

up the illest viscous pittbull in a skirt Makin em hurt Haters steady dishin up

dirt Changin the game, settin the rules Makin it work, uh CHORUS Leavin em

scared Mami takin all of this here All of this fame I am hungry Hope you cats is

prepared Niggas, set me up And Imma take it and run Think its a game Just check

out how my format is done Stalkin ya shine And I do it to perfection Made a

promise everytime I touch the mic To bless em Used to tease me how I keep is

greezy Just to test em Eve handcuff niggas but I don't arrest em Shorty bang

Hear the niggaz sayin Shout my name Make the thugish niggas scream Watchin me

entertain Dicks brick when I like the lips Just keepin it plain Fantasizin about

this bitch Got em goin insaine Oooh's and ahhh's 5'7" thick in the thighs Every

thugs dream wife See the love in they eyes My time to shine Whole package make

her a dime Want some more? It ain't over, just keep pressin rewind, uh CHORUS

NOKIO: uh, 99, like 2000 Ruff Ryders Dru Hill Swizz beats Eve Comin for that ass


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