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Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz

What They Want

 

What They Want

(アルバム: Part II - 2003)


Haha, come on, BME,
Chyna Wheeze, Chyna Whyte, it's about to go down up in here,
the game is changed, Ying Yang, I see it, let's do it
Shake it...

Where my bitches in the club you betta know it's big pussies and titties,
And they all wet cause we full of that sock n hit em
Go caught me a bottle, you dog, we go choppy and screw em
I'ma show you how a million dollar bitch like to do it, you got some change,
But it ain't no thang, it don't excite me nigga, I need a, professional pro
To laid and pipe me nigga, come fuck with a thug, you think we don't like that dick
Like Ima go to war and make this pussy fight that dick, (Let's rumble)
I got what you need and it's all on me, what would you to bust that coconut, all on me
Ima show you how a thug like to ride that whip, whatever 24 dollars to put that slab on me
Back off on me, let me see ya bounce ya dick to the beat,
Shake ya sweater balls, there is no nigga twerking for me,
I got 20 hoes and all of them workin for me,
But hard dicks and wet nuts you can't fuck wit them, see?

[Chorus:]
What them niggas want: pussy,
What them hoes want: money
[x4]
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it (Shake that money maker) [x3]
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it

It's all pimp these niggas, y'all gotta pimp these hoes,
I'm about to lay this pussy down, bitch take off your clothes,
I got a hundred singles and I'm about to pass em out,
Put this heavy snap on your face and smash them out,
Stick my finger in your booty and make the fat come out,
I'm sick with them bitch I ain't ridin past your house, I'm to live from the 9 that's 2-2's and 1-5
Chyna Whyte the thug bitch with no fillers inside

[Chorus]

If you try my bitch, you could buy my bitch, how high my bitch, you could ride my bitch
My bitch
She could ride on this thang, a money hungry hustlin ass bitch like running,
Make them other hoes scramble for feed, while she yank that ass up by the neck,
(BITCH WHERE MY SHIT?!)
Hoe got 3 hoes, they could clear her dick, I ain't met a motherfucker that could tie my neck
That's why I like guys that ride bikes and [?]
Because ain't shit like lights that bitch checks a bitch outside
Bitch you mean to tell me you've been in this motherfucker all night and this is all the money you got?
I don't know this motherfucker!

[Chorus]

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