"What You Want" lyrics

"What You Want"

Girl, I know the things
You wanna do to me, ooh-oh (Do to me)
So don't be shy, baby
Give me what I need, ooh-oh (What I need)

Oh, ooh-oh
Oh, oh
Oh, ooh-oh
Meet me on the dancefloor

Where you really come from? What you really want from me?
Girl, I know you don't love me (Ooh, ooh)
Wanna come to my house? Wanna kiss and make out, yeah?
Girl, I know that you love me

La-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la, la
La-la-la-la-la-la, la

Girl, I know the things
You wanna do to me, ooh-oh (Do to me)
So don't be shy, baby
Give me what I need, ooh-oh (What I need)

Oh, ooh-oh
Oh, oh
Oh, ooh-oh
Meet me on the dancefloor

Wanna smoke on my weed, wearing all of my tee's
And stay up to the mornin'?
Thought you had a rich dad, don't you shop at Fifth Av', huh?
Girl, I know you want a story
Wanna tell all of her friends all the places we've been
Like a papa-paparazzi
Girl, you're doing too much [?] she got [?]
Sorry, not sorry

La-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la, la
La-la-la-la-la-la, la-la

Girl, I know the things
That you want from me, ooh-oh (Want from me)
But you're not real, baby
You're not what I need, no (What I need)

Oh, ooh-oh
Oh, oh
Oh, ooh-oh
Meet me on the dancefloor (You're not what I need)
Oh, ooh-oh (There's no doubt)
Oh, oh (Girl I know that you're about it)
Oh, ooh-oh (And I don't want you around, no)
Meet me on the dancefloor

Where you really come from?
What you really want from me?


Writer(s): William Bolton, Charles Johnson
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