Lyrics What You Came Here For - Critical Bill, Kutt Calhoun

What You Came Here For

What you came here for?
See you at the door, better see you out on the floor
Who you came to see?
You know you look so good, ma, must be me
Who you came to touch?
see if I got enough
How you feel tonight?
Dream of getting tipsy till the end of the night
What’s up ma?
It’s Dice, nice to meet ya
Turn around now, let me check out your features
Whoa, you got a monster
Let me beautiful creature
Yeah girl, so matterial,
I put my gloves on so strong
Start it up, spin it round, like you got some dubs on
Once I stand
Curious cat killer, I’m pimpin
I got a vision of you and I sinning
Picture perfect, photo finish
In it to win it, get it with the women
Head spinning and toes curling
I get the job done
That’s what I came here for
What you came here for?
See you at the door, better see you out on the floor
Who you came to see?
You know you look so good, ma, must be me
Who you came to touch?
see if I got enough
How you feel tonight?
Dream of getting tipsy till the end of the night
So anyway, oh yeah, what was I saying?
I wanna love you down And I ain’t playing
Girl your disposision i you got me swaying
And I like the way that every section is perfection
I got a question
so you can see how I am
Once I stand
Curious cat killer, I’m pimpin
I got a vision of you and I sinning
Picture perfect, photo finish
In it to win it, get it with the women
Head spinning and toes curling
I get the job done
That’s what I came here for
What you came here for?
See you at the door, better see you out on the floor
Who you came to see?
You know you look so good, ma, must be me
Who you came to touch?
see if I got enough
How you feel tonight?
Dream of getting tipsy till the end of the night
Kutty!
Hot damb y’all, here we go again
do a with the sin
Got hoes wanting to fuck something tairable
So baby I could play the devil’s advicate
If you indgage in nasty shit
I’m a Blood brother but love others, savage chicks
you can have it bitch
Exactly, little bit of Nothing but
She didn’t blink
tip of The field is getting critical, with Critical Bill up in this booth
She still ain’t on a cup, no bills and get loose
She looked at me like I was the thing to ignore
I said «What the hell?
That ain’t what I came in here for»
What you came here for?
See you at the door, better see you out on the floor
Who you came to see?
You know you look so good, ma, must be me
Who you came to touch?
see if I got enough
How you feel tonight?
Dream of getting tipsy till the end of the night