Lyrics
ÒI Know What You WantÓ
Now you figure the bigga to try and trick ya, hit ya, slip ya
Run things, done things, make me wana hit ya, get ya
Put you all in stitchs - make ya wana ball and switch
Now listen to the flow in whole, itÕll go cold if slow, cause the poll will show that you digging for moÕ
Because your up like a yoyo, down like Soho,
Dark like coco an boy thatÕs a nono
Cause your hips wana make me slip, trip, pull a tight grip and bust, lust, cuss
Then you wana ride and slide all night on my side allright
now tell me why ya act all uptight
Cause you wonder why your hot spot allways on my tip top
Then you wana close shop man
Now you understand what I wana plan
Split, then hit and give a fit ahh damn
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But on the sideline I really wana ride mine
Really wana find time yes girl to work it all out
I know what you want, want feeling what you flaunt, flaunt
Stealing whatt you get, get and boy thatÕs the sheyaÕ......
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Now sitting with your dress all tight IÕve seen
I run around and clown for the goods I fiend
Now I mean that, dream that with both eyes closed
But you blow the whole mode when your cramping the flow
I need to tease that, please that, eaze back
And go home to keep my mind up intact
an layback to play the muzak, the one of 2 pac
Hit the coniac then IÕm feeling allright
But on the sideline I really wana ride mine
Really wana find time yes girl to work it all out
I know what you want, want feeling what you flaunt, flaunt
Stealing whatt you get, get and boy thatÕs the sheyaÕ......
Cause you wana take a trip take another tip
Then you wana flip and blow all my chips
And get the ice downnever think twice on price
But enticed to get a slice of what ever nice
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Now why you wana look like you never shook that ass and bent it
Cause I know for a fact that that ass is dented
So when itÕs time to roll I go in slow and show
The whole world that you wanted to know
How it feel to get the steel up, run and roll the real up
Tell me what the deal and just how it feel
Cause when I X-it I wana taste necks and sex
So let me slide up in the coolie give that booty a bless
For the true test yes I donÕt wana guess yes
Make a mess out the rest yes and hear you confess
That your blazed in the many ways I dazed Ya
Taste Ya, licky shot shot boom boom I laced YaÕ
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