This jam is dedicated
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to that woman that knows what she wants
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and just how to get it, word up
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She knows what she wants [x2]
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Yo, she knows what she wants
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She knows what she wants and just how to get it
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She knows what she wants
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Yeah, she knows what she wants
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She knows what she wants
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She knows what she wants and just how to get it
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She knows what she wants, she's bold so she flaunts
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her hourglass jewels to mad clientele
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Rejected oh well, she ain't goin to no hotel
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Not the frantic freak type, but if you speak right
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you get to take her out and dig her out on a weeknight
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Weekends, she wants to spend your ends
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Her shopping spree is colossal, attitude semi-hostile
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Mack diva senorita, no reefer, no pizza, just
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shrimp and lobsters, champagne and mobsters
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Suckin up the cream like a vac to a carpet
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Strictly black market now you're her next target
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Watch out... cause yo she knows what she wants
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She knows what she wants [x2]
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Yo, she knows what she wants
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She knows what she wants and just how to get it
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Spotted her in the club, with her crew nearby
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Her looks are a lullaby, to pass us by, she's too fly
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Never gunshy, hair is blown dry
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She craves a wiseguy to help her gain amplify
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So when you say, "Yo baby," she ain't gotta say hi to ya
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cause prior to this, he put rocks on her neck and wrist
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plus a fat joint on her finger
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You best to have a batch of scratch and treats to bring her
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And if you happen to luck up and get in
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You'll find yourself another jealous trick-ass boyfriend
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And furthermore the mink she's donning is stunning
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Blinding your senses Dunn, never put the two
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before the one son...
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"It's the lesson well learned"
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"It's going down!"
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[scratched] "It's the lesson well learned"
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"It's going down!"
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She knows what she wants [x2]
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Yo, she knows what she wants
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Yeah, she knows what she wants and just how to get it
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Never fall victim to a chicken you was stickin
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Even if you think the punanny might be finger-lickin
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Never fall victim to a wicked woman's ways
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"Why son?" She's trying to get paid, check it
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One: She said she wanted to give me a son
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Two: She said she didn't like my crew
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Three: She never ever cooked for me
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Four: She was my cheri amore -- YEAH RIGHT
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It was all hype, I needed more insight
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In retrospect, I know I slept from the first night
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She did a split and that was it
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Gave up my pimp license, and flipped my whole friggin script
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But now I'm back like the Isley's moving wisely
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Sizing up the situation, keeping honies waiting
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Cause I got more to do, than to be sucked dry
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This tough guy, will get by, while the chickens wonder why
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I don't be callin cause it's like Ex to Next kid
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I know what I want, and just how to get it
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like her, no disrespect Miss
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She Knowz What She Wantz
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| Gang Starr |
