Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song What They Want , by - Ruff Ryders. Song from the album The Redemption Vol. 4, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 25.07.2005
Record label: Balboa
Song language: English
What They Want |
| We are having a party in the United States of America |
| Where the girls get naked and the fellas buy the bar so bring the noise |
| I wanna know what ya got here, what ya got there |
| what ya got here, what ya got there |
| Touch ya knees and touch ya back |
| get a lil drink don’t know how to act |
| I’m up in the club, I’m drunker than a muh’fucker |
| My eyes is low, I’m higher than a skyscraper |
| Shorty in my ear like is we gon’slide later |
| I’m like a charity the way I give away paper |
| The way I pop bub, heavy tips for the waiter |
| I’m getting love like I just came home |
| Fresh out the black box and the shackles is chrome |
| Now it’s back to the fiesta |
| When it comes to this mic I’m a molester |
| Let mami sip grapes so I can caress her |
| She saw the Batman doors that’s what impressed her |
| So I took her to the crib, so I could bench press her — word |
| I wanna know what ya got here, what ya got there |
| what ya got here, what ya got there |
| Touch ya knees and touch ya back |
| get a lil drink don’t know how to act |
| We do what ever we want- we take what ever we want |
| (First it was the Fever, then it was Rooftop now it’s Cherry Lounge) |
| You getting money put that cake up you got ice where your jacob |
| I’m tryin to make shorty smear her make up hood rat chick or paparazzi hottie |
| new york face with a down south body |
| you hatin cause my name ringin, chain swingin |
| what’s in my pocket could have everybody and they momma blingin |
| got swizz on the snare while he out in Korea |
| front in here you’ll disappear |
| what you know about stars island bottles poppin |
| same house paris hilton gave top in you know who the hell I be I-N-F-A-R-E-D live from V.I.P |
| I wanna know what ya got here, what ya got there |
| what ya got here, what ya got there |
| Touch ya knees and touch ya back |
| get a lil drink don’t know how to act |
| I take the bottle and your chick then party til the suns up Inhale the weed until you cough a lung up Shorty how it feel hangin with stars |
| I give it to you in all singles like Ray Charles |
| Now strip for me lick your lips for me Work that pole that’s how you get grip from me My niggaz howl at the moon vidal sassoon |
| If you don’t look good we don’t look good |
| Peierre Joliet fuck what you say |
| Then zoom through the crowd like a car on the thruway |
| Stop wait a minute bow down it’s Double R hand over the crown |
| I wanna know what ya got here, what ya got there |
| what ya got here, what ya got there |
| Touch ya knees and touch ya back |
| get a lil drink don’t know how to act |