What You Want

Perfect for pictures, baby a winner She's my dinner Spice in the coop, baba ganoush Shawty on the top of my flute Playing the blues All she do is tell me the truth, and all I can do Is keep it back one hundred and ten Drunk in the benz I let you drive now baby get in Tell me again How many friends you got at the crib My n***** are home We can get um' all in the whip Whatever you want Oh you just trying to get you some ahh Get me alone I'll have that a** throwing a fit Is that what you want Is that what, that what, that what you want That what you want, is that, that That what you want, is that what you want I'll have that a** throwing a fit Crushing your chips Is that what, that what, that what you want That what you want, is that, shawty In the, club, by my, lonely N**** switched on on me, phony Hard to keep tabs, a couple real ones hold me D-down, but they busy so I'm by my lonely Then you hit me Lots of history Between you and I Hate me then you miss me Getting in your feelings getting chippy But if they ever hate on you I do um filthy Hit um in the chest with that Ron Artest I'm off that sinsemilla they cant get me stressed Pounds in the whip next to your prada dress I'm trynna turn your bed set to a mess You so Perfect for pictures, baby a winner She's my dinner Spice in the coop, baba ganoush Shawty on the top of my flute Playing the blues All she is is tell me the truth, and all I can do Is keep it back one hundred and ten Drunk in the benz I let you drive now baby get in Tell me again Oh you just trying to get you some ahh Get me alone I'll have that a** throwing a fit Is that what you want Is that what, that what, that what you want That what you want, is that, that That what you want, is that what you want I'll have that a** throwing a fit Crushing your chips Is that what, that what, that what you want That what you want, is that, yeah You know you hot like a baby beretta Like you just made some chedda like it's, Nevada weather If you hop in the whip please, don't bring that attitude Pretty girls don't always got to act rude You know I got you like I got myself If n***** play with you I'm COD I'm going stealth Hit um right above the belt And I never tell Yeah you always just Perfect for pictures, baby a winner She's my dinner Spice in the coop, baba ganoush Shawty on the top of my flute Playing the blues All she is is tell me the truth, and all I can do Is keep it back one hundred and ten Drunk in the benz I let you drive now baby get in Tell me again Oh you just trying to get you some ahh Get me alone I'll have that a** throwing a fit Is that what you want Is that what, that what, that what you want That what you want, is that, that That what you want, is that what you want I'll have that a** throwing a fit Crushing your chips Is that what, that what, that what you want That what you want, is that, yeah