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What Ya Want
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Written By: Split P @ Dmx-Domain.com
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[Eve]
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Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh-uhh
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What y'all niggaz want huh?
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Uhh uhh uhh
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Rubia huh? Papi screamin out of they mouth
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Bombshell, just a second mami, wanna speak out
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What I need in my life, make ya body freak out
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Baby seem like the type, married niggaz sneak out
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like I'm ballin y'all, yes I be appallin y'all
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Boss type hold it down, wantin all of y'all
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Callin y'all never chasin me down
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Three weeks, heartbroken, yes you hatin me now
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She speaks, soft spoken, til she datin the clown
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I'm takin em down, reel em in and makin em drown
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Mistake, I said gimme, bet I'm takin it now
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What I need from a nigga negative in his sound
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Au-dacity, even, askin me
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for ass, I laugh, this bitch is fast and free
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Swattin em off, when I see this nigga's a flea
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Plottin of course for riches, millionaire wannabe
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Uh-huh
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Chorus: Eve and Nokio
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What y'all niggaz want? [what we want, wha?]
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Can't touch [uh]
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All y'all niggaz need [what we need in our life?]
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is right here with me [uh]
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Sounds y'all wanna hear [who dat? who dat?]
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That's Swizz Beats [uh]
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I'm the one you fear [why? huh?]
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It's my time, feel me
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[Eve]
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Popular since I started my life
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Eve you know my name, probably the dangerous type
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Brick house stall-ion, think you tamin me right?
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Not this baby Del-Philly streets they raisin her right
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Keep it pretty or can make it gritty be a LADY!
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Need boots pocket books and a baby 380!
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But prefer to keep it, calm and cool
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When I'm heated I suggest you move
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Just avoid a bad situation, what you got to prove?
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Leave her be, chicken squakin hatin frequently
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Mad they man is obsessed and stalkin me
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If he, icy enough, I'm pricin his stuff
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Be nicy enough, to let him spin, I'm callin ya bluff
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Puttin it down, Ruff Ryders put in they work
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Snatched up the illest viscous pitbull in a skirt
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(Grrrrrr) Makin em hurt, haters steady dishin up dirt
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Changin the game, settin the rules, makin it work, uh
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Chorus
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[Eve]
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Leavin em scared, mami takin all of this here
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All of this fame I'm hungry hope you cats is prepared
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Niggaz, set me up and I'ma take it and run
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Think it's a game? Just check out how my format is done
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Stoppin ya shine, and I do it to perfection
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Made a promise everytime I touch the mic to bless em
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Used to tease me how I keep is greasy just to test em
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Eve handcuff niggaz but I don't arrest em
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Shorty-bang hear the niggaz singin, shoutin my name
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Make the thuggish niggaz scream, watchin me entertain
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Dicks brick when I lick the lips, just keepin it plain
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Fantasizin bout this bitch, got em goin insane
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Oooh's and ahhh's, 5'7" thick in the thighs
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Every thugs dream wife, see the love in they eyes?
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My time to shine, whole package make her a dime
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Want some more? It ain't over, just keep pressin rewind, uh
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Chorus 2X
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[Nokio]
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Uhh
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99, like 2000
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Ruff Ryders
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Dru Hill
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Swizz Beats
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Eve
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Comin for that ass
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Uhh
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What Ya Want
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