Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song What Do U Want from Me, artist - Carns Hill. Date of issue: 23.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
What Do U Want from Me |
| Look, evidence? |
| I will never give that up in court |
| Why would a real nigga talk? |
| How could a real nigga talk? |
| You can call JB many things |
| When I’m dead and gone, just a corpse |
| A terrible scumbag crook |
| But a snitch won’t enter your thoughts |
| Man, I’ve got those things on me |
| Anytime I drive or walk |
| Man ah keep on watching me |
| Man, they must want outline chalk |
| Man, I smoke this medical weed |
| And it gives me cloudy thoughts |
| I need my money in whole, sorry |
| I don’t accept shorts |
| The kitchen just got used |
| The Pyrex just got abused |
| Comfy nigga in the trap |
| No coat on, no shoes |
| Southside, line up the move |
| JB, finesse the move |
| Magnum 359 |
| Minus two with the venomous tooth |
| Get wrapped like fish and chips in the chip shop |
| Cold-hearted, I’m too frosty |
| I’ve been putting in all this hard work |
| Tell me, what do they want from me? |
| All my friends dem keep up fuckery |
| It won’t stop till we all comfy |
| I hit a lick just last night |
| Quick digestion, nigga, I’m still hungry |
| Get wrapped like fish and chips in the chip shop |
| Cold-hearted, I’m too frosty |
| I’ve been putting in all this hard work |
| Tell me, what do they want from me? |
| All my friends dem keep up fuckery |
| It won’t stop till we all comfy |
| I hit a lick just last night |
| Quick digestion, nigga, I’m still hungry |
| The money sit good when it can’t fold |
| The watch looks cold if it’s all gold |
| I run these streets with the long nose |
| Joints fi dem, I’ve got untold |
| I learnt these hoes have got no shame |
| I pepper nerds, I’m on no games |
| I spoke to my G, man, he’s been ghost |
| He sprayed his ting for a gold chain |
| I trashed out your bitch, she’s trashy |
| Niggas gotta dead, they haffi |
| Somebody died on the other side, boy, I’m happy |
| Go on a ride, get gassy |
| I was in the trap, getting trappy, new day, so trigger-happy |
| Got your bitch calling me daddy |
| We don’t role play but she plays a role |
| Put drugs in baggies and she holds my strally |
| Get wrapped like fish and chips in the chip shop |
| Cold-hearted, I’m too frosty |
| I’ve been putting in all this hard work |
| Tell me, what do they want from me? |
| All my friends dem keep up fuckery |
| It won’t stop till we all comfy |
| I hit a lick just last night |
| Quick digestion, nigga, I’m still hungry |
| Get wrapped like fish and chips in the chip shop |
| Cold-hearted, I’m too frosty |
| I’ve been putting in all this hard work |
| Tell me, what do they want from me? |
| All my friends dem keep up fuckery |
| It won’t stop till we all comfy |
| I hit a lick just last night |
| Quick digestion, nigga, I’m still hungry |