What You Want (feat. Trizz Davinci)
Garry With Two R's
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I stay down like the roots do Direct connect f*ck a Bluetooth I got a bad little Georgia peach I don't f*ck with lemons no LuLu The money fat But it's working out She got some problems Trying to twerk them out And if she got a little brain on her I could show her how to work her mouth And I don't f*ck with no word of mouth Cause now a days y'all ludicrous I hit the bong like a hookah stick Keep money round me like a Buddha bitch And I ain't bout to do no wait Unless it's the weight that I'm moving with I seen the way they been acting out And I don't like that movie script The doobie lit This joint on fire On a roll Like all four tires They tried to put a knot around my neck I been cutting off all those ties Nowadays I got it zipped up YKK babe I'm the flyest I still see hate through your eyes When you try to hide it What you really want? I bet you I got it What you really want? I bet you I got it What you really want? I got on my hustle And they started falling down Them fuckers is square It's obvi they not around I tell her to king me And she giving me a crown I'm out of this world But I'm here in her little town Let's light up the night I'm all in your face But I'm still out of sight I'm hanging loose But I'm still hella tight If she don't get cake Then I get hella Ike I take it personal I'm hella Mike I got the keys And ain't none of them white I never leased a vehicle in life Just like my bitch I'm gonna buy I'm getting richer Just rhyming my mind Older I get Feel like I'm in my prime Ignore the signs And you'll get a fine Look I told you That I'm gonna shine You kept on staring Like that was a lie now you're blind Loving and hating They all intertwined They don't like dicks But they all into mine Once you start seeing the way That the green keep on climbing You gonna come hop on the vine What you really want? I bet you I got it What you really want? I bet you I got it What you really want? I might break a hoe Just to get my fix Train my bitches Like Michael Vick If she a banger Then we taking pics Videos all that shit I might just make up a lie And then keep on lying Til it exists I know the depth Of what I commit to And I know the depth Of who I commit with You ain't got to worry About a thing If you missing me I'm a click away Off top I put the Bic away I feel at home And they been away I ain't switching up my agenda I ain't never had a Jenner day But I run it up just like I'm Bruce And I run you over just like I'm Kate Y'all know how I shoot my shot I'm pulling out that strap quick And once you see that gun cock It might be your last dick All your efforts looking last ditch I found comfort in the madness I'm using every instrument I got To take what I want I'm a bandit
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Written by: GHINO RICHARDSON, JURRE HOFMAN, PAPHATSARA A ASTRID SCHOUTEN
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