"Whatever She Want" lyrics

I want want my hair done
Nails done feet too
And if you can't do that
Then nigga I don't need you

See that's my girl
she get whatever she need
whatever she want
We hit the mall
pop a few tags
She get whatever she want
Louie, Prada, Fendi bag
She get whatever she want
She know I got her
She don't need to ask
Tell me what you want

Give me what I want
Give me what I want
Whatever she want
Give-give me what I want
Give me what I want
Whatever she want
Give-give me what I want
Give me what I want
Whatever she want
Give-give me what I want
Give me what I want
Whatever she want

I'mma call you snapple, 'cause girl you got that juice
I'mma spoil you rotten like an apple just 'cause you my boo
So when you hit the club you give them bitches something to see
Fifteen-hundred for a bag, that's her Louie V (ballers)

Give me what I want
First stop, the nail salon
Then we smoke a blunt
Second stop, hair done
Strap know what you want
Str-strap know what you need
I can put it in your life
Baby come and fuck with me

Give me what I want
Give me what I want
Whatever she want
Give-give me what I want
Give me what I want
Whatever she want
Give-give me what I want
Give me what I want
Whatever she want
Give-give me what I want
Give me what I want
Whatever she want

I want that Louie bag, that Fendi bag, that Prada bag
Whatever she want
I want my rent paid, diamond rings, was sup with that
Whatever she want
I want my hair done, nails done, feet too
Whatever she want
And if you can't do that then nigga I don't need you

Whatever she want, she can get it
Whenever I want, I can hit it
Name tattooed on her lower back
Nisha tattooed right above the titty
All she rock is Chanel and Fendi
Gucci, Louie, she already did it
Shawty straight 'bout her money shit
In other words she ain't tryna kick it
(Give me what I want)
(Give me what I want)
I am
Shawty this here that blood money
Got this shit off straight yam
Pull up at the club I'm goin ham
Blueberry top, whip cream lamb
That pussy tight, that head right
She can pick and choose, I don't give a damn
Her purse and shoes they got to match
Matchin Rolex that's a hundred stacks
She a hood bitch on sum boogie shit
And I'll be damn if she goin' back
(Give me what I want)
(Give me what I want)
Already told you that
(Make it, make it rain)
(Make it rain)
I already showed you that

Give me what I want
Give me what I want
Whatever she want
Give-give me what I want
Give me what I want
Whatever she want
Give-give me what I want
Give me what I want
Whatever she want
Give-give me what I want
Give me what I want
Whatever she want

I want that Louie bag, that Fendi bag, that Prada bag
Whatever she want
I want my rent paid, diamond rings, was sup with that
Whatever she want
I want my hair done, nails done, feet too
Whatever she want
And if you can't do that then nigga I don't need you

Say she wanna bag I took her to fips
Said that she was bored we took us a trip
You took a shot, I took me a sip
That's your girlfriend, why she in my V.I.P. (V.I.P.)
You take her to look, I take her to shop (shopping)
I'mma buy her shoes, you gone buy her socks (walking)
You ain't got no cash, but I got that cake
So blow the candles out (why?), 'cause it's your birthday

Aw, damn shawty want me
5'3 and uh, ass of a donkey
Bend it over and uh gimme that monkey
As long as she do that then she get anything she want from me
Cars, clothes, et cetera
Can't go on no dates 'cause that shit won't fit in my schedule
But we can hit the mall so baby put that in your schedule
And when she want some money is the only time a nigga hear from her
Damn!

Give me what I want
Give me what I want
Whatever she want
Give-give me what I want
Give me what I want
Whatever she want
Give-give me what I want
Give me what I want
Whatever she want
Give-give me what I want
Give me what I want
Whatever she want