Ludacris — You Got What I Want
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Yeah, this pimping stay open all night
Check this out Jellyroll…
We do break hoes
We don’t fuck with fake hoes
Yeah, we make hoes
Strip down to they panty hose
Pop your whip, now grab that bitch
Pimping Snoop ain’t having it Oh you like pussy, congratulations
I’m trying to get your ass in my congregations
I keep three hoes in my room at one time
Two nickels and the other’s a dime
You wouldn’t wanna, keep a hood on her
When I’m dropping that motherfucking wood on her
Cause I perform, a G like Warren
A nigga getting paid off shooting porn
They call me the black folks President
Snoop Heffner mixed with a little bit of Doggy Flint
Banging this parliament, come get a bar with this
You would wanna be a part of this, oh bitch ass nigga
Quit playing with the hoe, and let me borrow the bitch
You got what I want
Tell me if you want, just what I want
Cause I got, what you need
Baby if you need some, get it from me Cause I got, what you want
I want you to want, just what I want
Just want, what I want
Ooh you got just what I want
Look mama make you hot like a corn to pop
And watch how fast you see a nigga boxers drop
I’m trying to work it fast, but I know you like it slow
You know I got to bust a nut and hurry up and go You got something that I want right now
Hurry up and let me put the black spot on the cow
Make the pussy ball up like salt to a snail
And when I kill it big daddy, I want you to tell
Cause I don’t give a damn when it come to freaking hoes
Call up forty hoes, and have a rolly peep show
And when you give me something, you gone want something back
This dick to your mouth, little mama like that
Fish cost too much, so I feed her sardines
Man I’m the motherfucking MVP of the team
Cold game how a nigga steady spitting this shit
make her mama jump back and say bitch is a pimp
Of course she love my nine
Bitch I got that antidote
Got a bigger dick that’ll crack your spine
Then I’m gonna let it inside your throat
Tricked out, kicked out get her on gone
Ludacris on the motherfucking microphone
Heey, what’s up I came to pimp
Fur hats and fur clothes, and a razor tim
Biiiiatch, I got it made
Just pick one of my hoes, and I got it leid
You never heard as many bitches so fast and frequent
Can I get the ends, bitch delinquents
Run my bath water, cook my meals
And SHUT THE FUCK UP, when I book the deals
And iron my draws, give me cuffs and creases
It’s your nephew come to fuck your nieces
Gimme what I want
I got what you need
Gimme what I want
Yeah, yeah
