"Who Want It" lyrics
(feat. Severe Da Young Drack)
[T-Pain:]
Yea
Nappy Boy
FBI Man
From the second I was born I was in debt
Feel like I'm trying to fuck a bitch without a dick and she keep asking "Is it in yet?"
But then I gave the game a chin check
Told her sit your ass down and be happy I ain't fucking your friends yet
Hitting licks with a gun
Waving so many four-fives you'd think one of my hands was missing a thumb (Damn)
Got the whole industry on his knees
Record execs trying to steal my blow pop before I get to the gum
Uh yea I'm everywhere that you won't be
So there's ain't no use trying that hating shit on me
'Cause I'm gone speak, Nappy Boy everybody put your hands in teamwork on 3
Get to the money, hit the flea market and blow out
Something for your kids and niggas think you trying to show out
The only time I show out is when my record on replay
Hop out that Bugatti in some mother fucking PJs
Bitch
Now who want it?
[Severe Da Young Drack:]
Holy shit motherfucker goddamn
That's what they say when they see me in my lam
I'm back in the streets and I'm bringing my fam
All of these wannabes know who I am
Haters got a problem with me and my man
But they get missing when it's time to go ham
I'm on the grind and I won't stop for no man
Better get with the mother fucking program
I got bitches doing splits, hoes doing back bends
And niggas feeling awkward like a white dude with black friends
My Cadillac swims, Greg Louganis
If she ain't fucking me I kick her out quicker then Liu Kang (whoo, whoopsie!)
Do not fuck with him you don't want him
'Cause it's a chance I might bust like and old condom
Yea, it's not as safe as you thought it was
My bass hit hard like it's a safe in my boxing glove (Boom!)
Uh you should have got on and ran off
Jump out the window and pray to God you land soft
Keep talking shit and fuck around and piss my man off
And he gonna pull out something that can probably shoot your hand off
That's hysteria having [rigery ?] He getting shot in his frame I'm changing the scenery
He keep talking like he is that grown
And somebody gonna have to Photoshop his limbs back on motherfucker
Yea, ha ha
Now who want it?
Holy shit motherfucker goddamn
That's what they say when they see me in my lam
I'm back in the streets and I'm bringing my fam
All of these wannabes know who I am
Haters got a problem with me and my man
But they get missing when it's time to go ham
I'm on the grind and I won't stop for no man
Better get with the mother fucking program
3rd time Pizzle
Pardon my expression I'm just so disgusting
Bitches got me stressin' I sex em then fuck em
Then I make look to the music for a couple weeks
The say money talks come hear my Gucci duffles speak
But luckily, you niggas fuck with me
So I'mma auto-tune the whole world and take it up a key
I keep it snuck on me
That's why your girls said she felt something else where my fucking belt buckle be
I'm too raw for the meat market
That's why it takes no time to get the beef started
Teddy Pain I'm harder then some fucking Cardinals
They say I'm broke, bitch is you fucking retarded?
I'll turn your whole click into half a man
I drop bombs, these niggas think I'm from Pakistan
He spitting fighting words, so we have to fight
But most of you pussies ain't worth dick, hermaphrodite
Shit, now who the fuck want it!?
Holy shit motherfucker goddamn
That's what they say when they see me in my lam
I'm back in the streets and I'm bringing my fam
All of these wannabes know who I am
Haters got a problem with me and my man
But they get missing when it's time to go ham
I'm on the grind and I won't stop for no man
Better get with the mother fucking program
Yea
Nappy Boy
FBI Man
From the second I was born I was in debt
Feel like I'm trying to fuck a bitch without a dick and she keep asking "Is it in yet?"
But then I gave the game a chin check
Told her sit your ass down and be happy I ain't fucking your friends yet
Hitting licks with a gun
Waving so many four-fives you'd think one of my hands was missing a thumb (Damn)
Got the whole industry on his knees
Record execs trying to steal my blow pop before I get to the gum
Uh yea I'm everywhere that you won't be
So there's ain't no use trying that hating shit on me
'Cause I'm gone speak, Nappy Boy everybody put your hands in teamwork on 3
Get to the money, hit the flea market and blow out
Something for your kids and niggas think you trying to show out
The only time I show out is when my record on replay
Hop out that Bugatti in some mother fucking PJs
Bitch
Now who want it?
[Severe Da Young Drack:]
Holy shit motherfucker goddamn
That's what they say when they see me in my lam
I'm back in the streets and I'm bringing my fam
All of these wannabes know who I am
Haters got a problem with me and my man
But they get missing when it's time to go ham
I'm on the grind and I won't stop for no man
Better get with the mother fucking program
I got bitches doing splits, hoes doing back bends
And niggas feeling awkward like a white dude with black friends
My Cadillac swims, Greg Louganis
If she ain't fucking me I kick her out quicker then Liu Kang (whoo, whoopsie!)
Do not fuck with him you don't want him
'Cause it's a chance I might bust like and old condom
Yea, it's not as safe as you thought it was
My bass hit hard like it's a safe in my boxing glove (Boom!)
Uh you should have got on and ran off
Jump out the window and pray to God you land soft
Keep talking shit and fuck around and piss my man off
And he gonna pull out something that can probably shoot your hand off
That's hysteria having [rigery ?] He getting shot in his frame I'm changing the scenery
He keep talking like he is that grown
And somebody gonna have to Photoshop his limbs back on motherfucker
Yea, ha ha
Now who want it?
Holy shit motherfucker goddamn
That's what they say when they see me in my lam
I'm back in the streets and I'm bringing my fam
All of these wannabes know who I am
Haters got a problem with me and my man
But they get missing when it's time to go ham
I'm on the grind and I won't stop for no man
Better get with the mother fucking program
3rd time Pizzle
Pardon my expression I'm just so disgusting
Bitches got me stressin' I sex em then fuck em
Then I make look to the music for a couple weeks
The say money talks come hear my Gucci duffles speak
But luckily, you niggas fuck with me
So I'mma auto-tune the whole world and take it up a key
I keep it snuck on me
That's why your girls said she felt something else where my fucking belt buckle be
I'm too raw for the meat market
That's why it takes no time to get the beef started
Teddy Pain I'm harder then some fucking Cardinals
They say I'm broke, bitch is you fucking retarded?
I'll turn your whole click into half a man
I drop bombs, these niggas think I'm from Pakistan
He spitting fighting words, so we have to fight
But most of you pussies ain't worth dick, hermaphrodite
Shit, now who the fuck want it!?
Holy shit motherfucker goddamn
That's what they say when they see me in my lam
I'm back in the streets and I'm bringing my fam
All of these wannabes know who I am
Haters got a problem with me and my man
But they get missing when it's time to go ham
I'm on the grind and I won't stop for no man
Better get with the mother fucking program
Thanks to Willie Hills for adding these lyrics.
