Lyrics I Got It (What You Need) - Lyrics Born, Galactic

I Got It (What You Need)

You got to step out the corner, man.
You know I got what you need, man.
Here’s the jingle:
Oh!
You want it baby, I got it
You need it baby, come get it
You want it baby, I got whatcha need, whatcha need, whatcha need, whatcha need
You want it baby, I got it
You need it baby, come get it
You want it baby, I got whatcha need, whatcha need, whatcha need, whatcha need
Uh!
I got headphones
I got tent poles
I got ten toes with ingrowns
I got pitbulls
You hit the jackpot, man
You in the end zone
How much you want to spend, baby?
‘S'all it depends on
Banjo strings and sandal strings
Ham strings, candle strings, and cuff links
Got bangles, Kangos, and Cadillac handles
Come back next week, I teach y’all to tango
No hassle, man.
No haggle.
Come on!
Ain’t nothin' too shameful
This is my corner, baby
Ain’t no price painful, they ain’t no exchange though
But I will take your dollars, pennies, pounds and pesos
You want it baby, I got it
You need it baby, come get it
You want it baby, I got whatcha need, whatcha need, whatcha need, whatcha need
You want it baby, I got it
You need it baby, come get it
You want it baby, I got whatcha need, whatcha need, whatcha need, whatcha need
I got bow ties, blow flies, and oh-mys
I got clothes driers, all-righters, and coat hangers
I got needle-nose pliers, front row to the Globetrotters.
You buy some one-liners, I’ll throw in some yo' mommas.
Oh!
No credit, no credit, no problem
You’ll be ridin' and stylin' in a Honda lowrider in no time
No baby, it comes with no tires, it’s just exposed wires but it rides so quiet
Yeah!
No whiners!
I told ya’ll before man — you break it, you buy it
Come on!
Make me an offer, baby, buy me out
All here on the corner right here, right now
So what you need, what you need?
Uh!
You want it baby, I got it
You need it baby, come get it
You want it baby, I got whatcha need, whatcha need, whatcha need, whatcha need
You want it baby, I got it
You need it baby, come get it
You want it baby, I got whatcha need, whatcha need, whatcha need, whatcha need
Oh, yeah, you know I got your size.
Yeah.
What?
Extra small?
Okay, well, wh-wh-what we’ll do is just shrink down a large.
You know what I mean?
It’ll be all good.
No problem.
How much you got on you?
That’s enough.
I got girls gone wild, cab drivers gone wild
the world gone wild, rabbis gone wild
President gone wild, but hey!
Then again, it’s just reruns on CNN
It’s what ever y’all want carte blanche
The Vice-President's book
Called Memoirs of a Heart Throb
But all your favorites to sell paperback
Hell no, you can’t take it back!
You said Betamax!
Come on now people, I gotta pay the rent!
Paper clips, shaving kits, Raisinettes, laser pens,
baconettes, cigarettes made of (?) and vinaigrette
I got some cable knits made by kids from Bangladesh
Lettuce, numbers, cumbers, shit you can buy a vowel
All on the corner right here, right now
I take gold cards, Chase cards, green cards, the race cards
and any legal tender with a white man in the center
Uh!
You want it baby, I got it
You need it baby, come get it
You want it baby, I got whatcha need, whatcha need, whatcha need, whatcha need
You want it baby, I got it
You need it baby, come get it
You want it baby, I got whatcha need, whatcha need, whatcha need, whatcha need
That’s right, y’all.
Step up!
Step up!
We got everything you need.
And on top all that, I’m a nice guy.
Feel me?
Ladies, come on through.
Wai-wai-wai-wait, where you goin'?!
Come back from across the street,
You want it baby, I got it
You need it baby, come get it
You want it baby, I got whatcha need, whatcha need, whatcha need, whatcha need