I Want (feat. 2 Chainz) - MadeinTYO

This the shit that they need Tell me where are you from Drop your pants to your knees Yeah, I got the codeine Might pull up in my bucket This nine holds a good dozen Might slide up in your cousin Just made a mill and still thuggin' Niggas banged on me, but they should've shot me See, I hit the corner then spot him, got him Court date, but I skipped the bail Rather wig myself before I sit in jail Need a gang of weed and a pint of lean Got a hat say Figg on my gangsta tip Don't trust no ho, I might sock the bitch I'm apocalypse to your politics Might cop the Phantom, get ghost I can pay your bills with this coke Need an extra band for this smoke I can see for miles with this scope, nigga Got an oxy-scribed to this dope dealer Misses Piggy want a piggyback Rock cremation then called it crack I'mma keep on eating 'til my ankles fat Sell that fix, throw it cross the map Push my penis in between her lap Put my semen all down her throat 'Til Tito kilos come off that boat This the shit that they want This the shit that they need Tell me where are you from? Drop your pants to your knees, girl, I'm capital G This the shit they gon' buy This the shit why I'm fly, this the shit why I'm high This the shit they gon' bump This the shit that they want, this the shit that they want Tell 'em, tell 'em If you see my watch I might hit it If you see my check I might hit it If you see my house I might hit it This the shit that they want This the shit that they need, this the shit that's from me This the shit they gon' bump This the shit that they want, this the shit that they want Yeah, this that four niggas in a Regal flow Speeding through the yellow lights She want Versace belt like it's a mistletoe I put everything over yellow rice, graduated from hella ice If I stand on my bank roll, nigga, I'd be scared of heights And I'd be dodging the police, when I was poor with no lights When I was poor with potential, watch my flow in four inches Oh Lord, she in Christians, all gold on my Adventist Pull it down and she kiss it, all gold where my wrists is God there's just no convincing Just because I got dreads don't get it twisted Moving my whip down the boulevard Word round town I was selling hard Hard and I'm talking bout the yayo Hit her on the floor and then I lay low Amigos say "Que pasa with the pesos?" Promethazine codeine, caseloads (T.R.U.) And when I pull up to the valet You know I got the strippers on payroll! This the shit that they want This the shit that they need Tell me where are you from? Drop your pants to your knees, girl, I'm capital G This the shit they gon' buy This the shit why I'm fly, this the shit why I'm high This the shit they gon' bump This the shit that they want, this the shit that they want Tell 'em, tell 'em If you see my watch I might hit it If you see my check I might hit it If you see my house I might hit it This the shit that they want This the shit that they need, this the shit that's from me This the shit they gon' bump This the shit that they want, this the shit that they want 100k in my trunk, keep that bitch with that dunk She gon' pop in them heels, she must heard of my deal She gon' roll on them pills, just don't grab on my hat This that shit that's Iraq, this that make you climax This that shit you just bought, this that Q go damn hard This that car that won't park, pedal to the floor, it won't stop And just when you thought it won't drop, Oxymoron in stores Come in kids, lock the door, knock-knock-knock, hit the floor Need my bread off the top, could buy anything off the lot This that steel, not the grill, get them slugs off for real This that crow with the jail, we go in, smoke the L's She love my mic, rock the bell, leave that punani killed All them hoes want the Q, spit that truth, make the loot Expensive whips we hotbox, spent 2 bills on my socks This that make you cockblock, this that make me pop shot This that filthy convo, this that must be Figueroa This the shit that they want This the shit that they need Tell me where are you from? Drop your pants to your knees, girl, I'm capital G This the shit they gon' buy This the shit why I'm fly, this the shit why I'm high This the shit they gon' bump This the shit that they want, this the shit that they want Tell 'em, tell 'em If you see my watch I might hit it If you see my check I might hit it If you see my house I might hit it This the shit that they want This the shit that they need, this the shit that's from me This the shit they gon' bump This the shit that they want, this the shit that they want

Ooh (ooh-ooh) Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah (yeah) Yeah-yeah, oh, yeah, yeah-yeah (ayy) I can talk nasty if you want me to, ayy, ayy (if you want me to) I can get nasty if you want me to, ayy, ayy (if you want me to) I can get crazy if you want me to, ayy, ayy (if you want me to) When you get crazy, I like it too, ayy (yes, I like it too) I'm back from grievin' Don't ask the reason, your past repeatin' You trade cast for breathin', now your arse is easing (is easin') Ridin' high, two's on three, I roll past four seasons, yeah (ah-ah, yeah) Go to the drive and four moves Thought he know I'm gon' dive in, mm, mm (woo) Take my shoes off and shawty gon' chеw me Talkin' like tried in, mm, mm You can takе a look at my eyes and tell I'm high Fuck vibes in, mm, mm (take a look at my eyes) Got one hand on the neck, got a finger on her pussy And a thumb in the crack (oh-oh, yeah, yeah-yeah) I can talk nasty if you want me to, ayy, ayy (yeah-yeah, nasty) I can get nasty if you want me to, ayy, ayy (nasty, yeah) I can get crazy if you want me to, ayy, ayy (real crazy, babe) When you get crazy, I like it too (yeah, I like it too) New me, wait Novacane, no, nothin' was the same Your nigga's walkin' 'round like this on purple rain Fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Small money, big mans Yeah, you get to the money, but hoes say you been in lane Been gettin' pussy, I smoke a doobie and switch lanes (yeah) Hair weave killer, I had to pay for her new braids (yeah) Phrase of the day: "Get money, don't hate" (yeah) You got the same 24 hours I got, why wait? (Why wait?) She wanna go on a date, so I took her to Cabo (hmm) Put designer on, I punch your pussy, no drawers on astros (yeah) Hear, this shit is colossal, like the ass of my bitch (bitch) Slap that ass too hard, I might fracture my wrist (wrist) Yeah, I can talk nasty if you want me to, ayy, ayy (I can talk nasty, I can talk nasty) I can get nasty if you want me to, ayy, ayy (so nasty, yeah) I can get crazy if you want me to, ayy, ayy (how crazy do you want it?) When you get crazy, I like it too (yeah, Jacquees say, yeah) Hit it from the back, then side strokes (side strokes) Hands on your neck, no blindfolds, ayy (no blindfolds) Hit the pussy hard like frontal (like frontal) Feel on that, spit on that, lick on that I'm 'bout to fuck 'round and late night, I tip on it

R.I.P we just killed the club Drank patron out the bottle almsot killed a thug Im so high I can't feel the drugs Too many haters sitting here I dont feel the love R.I.P R.I.P R.I.P R.I.P R.I.P we just killed the club Took patron to the head almsot killed a thug Im in a brand new drop top 'Rari with 3 bitches Tired being in the middle of trial with 3 snitches And I hit up every club in your city Where niggas at? I be in every club in the hood Where niggas at? Pull up, jump out stuntin like I was Baby On my cocaine cowboy shit, like in the 80's Who the nigga think he is Slick Rick or Dana Dane Think he Rakim or somethin, look at his chain Myself, from head to toe, Im Dougie Fresh Looking like I came to play, Mitchell and Ness Any nigga with a watch like that He need attention Your man dont ball out like that You need to bench him R.I.P we just killed the club Drank patron out the bottle almsot killed a thug Im so high I can't feel the drugs Too many haters sitting here I dont feel the love R.I.P R.I.P R.I.P R.I.P R.I.P we just killed the club Took patron to the head almsot killed a thug Im gone, dont know where Im going Pockets on extra big, they on Samoan Got some bad bitches all in my section Just let some more in And every nigga came in with me'll kick your door in Roll up, pass it around like we Jamaican Whole pounds strapped up in this bitch like we some Hatians She got good head, good brains, good education Im drunker than a motherfucker, heres the situation: 1:45 am, the nights broken By the time a nigga get to the crib, the mall open Man the nerve of this high-ass bitch She on the molly She said she she want me to call her Ms. Berry She think she Halle R.I.P we just killed the club Drank patron out the bottle almsot killed a thug Im so high I can't feel the drugs Too many haters sitting here I dont feel the love R.I.P R.I.P R.I.P R.I.P R.I.P we just killed the club Took patron to the head almsot killed a thug Got a pocket full of dead prez Attatched to your girl like a .jpeg Party scene turn to a murder scene Keep shittin on niggas, need potty train Turn up, collard green Im on gasoline and Im on that promethazine Life ain't nothin but a G thing Switch lanes, get brain, hand down her g-string Im the type of nigga thats built to last You fuck with me, Ill put my foot in your ass I got a million in stash, I stack my money so tall That you might need a giraffe When you was countin this cash, nigga! R.I.P we just killed the club Drank patron out the bottle almsot killed a thug Im so high I can't feel the drugs Too many haters sitting here I dont feel the love R.I.P R.I.P R.I.P R.I.P R.I.P we just killed the club Took patron to the head almsot killed a thug

She said she want a stunner I said, 'Baby girl, I'm gettin' money' Drop it down, get low, uh-uh, uh-uh Can't forget the girl if I wanted While she up and down on that pole While she up and down on that pole When she up and down, she got me sayin' 'Yeah, drop it down and get low Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low' You got me sayin', 'Yeah, drop it down and get low Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low' I blew ten, I blew twenty, it's nothin' to me, I get money I eat, sleep and I shit money, I, I, I can't get this bitch off me I'm tossin' it and she want it, that's the way we own it Sound crazy, don't it? I'm turned up Them bottles come when we want 'em Pass 'em out to my homies, shorty break it down for me I done gave her head for that knowledge Shorty lap dancin' all on me, probably give it to me now Give it to me now, first she got me up, then she's goin' down Finna climb that, I mean climax We ridin' out, I'm gon' ride that, triple X flick, we gon' try that She could press record, don't rewind that She said she want a stunner I said, 'Baby girl, I'm gettin' money' Drop it down, get low, uh-uh, uh-uh Can't forget the girl if I wanted While she up and down on that pole While she up and down on that pole When she up and down, she got me sayin' 'Yeah, drop it down and get low Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low' You got me sayin', 'Yeah, drop it down and get low Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low' My hair longer than hers, bitch, life ain't fair I'm gettin' paid off ad-libs, all I got to do is say, "yeah" Ridin' around in that foreign, all your stories sound distorted Got so many Cuban links with me, my chain could get deported At the bar takin' shots, seek her out, you need reloader If you even took a bitch from me, I come back to repo her Dirty Sprite, I'll repour it, smellin' like a car dealership And I don't think it's gon' work out So, bitch, you need a membership She said she want a stunner I said, 'Baby girl, I'm gettin' money' Drop it down, get low, uh-uh, uh-uh Can't forget the girl if I wanted While she up and down on that pole While she up and down on that pole When she up and down, she got me sayin' 'Yeah, drop it down and get low Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low' You got me sayin', 'Yeah, drop it down and get low Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low' Olay, olay, olay, olay Look at '64s, out everyday, olay, olay Let a nigga let you know how much you care about a bitch I'm 'bout as cold as it get Only thing you get is a whole lot of dick Shout to Collipark when it's sold by the brick, nigga, hold up Sittin' on the stage with the rats out though Got some grip with me, turn to the max, I don't go But we with the shit, you bitch try me we shootin' And shootin' 'til the gun don't blast no more Back it up to me Grind on me like you're tryin' make love to me And go and bring the baddest girl in the club to me That'll make you the baddest girl in the world to me For real, huh, and I'm still ridin' one hand on the wheel The other one touchin' the girl while she kissin' the other one Makin' her face her like she finna bust her one She said she want a stunner I said, 'Baby girl, I'm gettin' money' Drop it down, get low, uh-uh, uh-uh Can't forget the girl if I wanted While she up and down on that pole While she up and down on that pole When she up and down, she got me sayin' 'Yeah, drop it down and get low Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low' You got me sayin', 'Yeah, drop it down and get low Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low'

We Coming... We Coming... We Coming... Sim Simma I just want buy me a Beema Tick tick blow up, Hiroshima Who am I, I'm that ni**a Who am I, I'm that ni**a Yaowww Real ni**a, no faking, Island Boy, but I ain't Jamaican In my hood they flip work & then chop bricks like they're half Asian Gone jail can't save him, getting dough so the cops take him Please tell they're motherscunt to kick rocks & stop hating All you ever been was a shoulda coulda woulda Me on the other hand, well I'm the girls them sugar Just me & my brother, hot like St. Thomas summer All I wanted was a Beema & to move out the gutter The world is ours, Scarface even though we came from a small place No matter where I'm at I'm VI, all day The St. Thomas Kanye, need a feature call Ray Ain't stopping til everybody in the hood all say MAYDAY! Sim Simma I just want buy me a Beema Tick tick blow up, Hiroshima Who am I, I'm that ni**a Who am I, I'm that ni**a Bad man, bad man all I know is bad man Houzin down to Savan, I does run with Rock Man Rock man, rock man yes I am a rock man But I got girls from Cruz & I got girls from St. John New slang, new slang I spitting that new slang I ain't never had nothing, man been broke for to long Wassup, wassup tell them haters wassup If they looking for me I'm vacationing on Vessup Hold on, hold on please big man just hold on This is not no softness, this is not no love song Theron, Theron yes my name is Theron My mother name me Theron, when you see me call me Theron Sim Simma I just want buy me a Beema Tick tick blow up, Hiroshima Who am I, I'm that ni**a Who am I, I'm that ni**a I went to the prom in a foreign car I be going hard like it's no tomorrow Parallel park by the Georgia Dome, in the parking lot getting Georgia Dome A T L A N T A GA is where I stay I came up in a trap house & booming ye like everyday I might pull up in that bitch in a Porsche, showing no remorse Yelling fuck y'all, intercourse Winners choice I get em moist, PRPS is my denim choice Everything I got exclusive, if there's a lot their won't be anymore I'm getting pussy galore, opportunity knocking it's been at the door I just might be in my Maybach, I had a Beema before Sim Simma I just want buy me a Beema Tick tick blow up, Hiroshima Who am I, I'm that ni**a Who am I, I'm that ni**a

Hey, big bank, alotta gualla, (yeah) They ain't bout a dolla? I ain't tryin' to holla '96 Impala buckets under that On automatic status, we ain't havin' none of that Hey watch it partna, stay out my lane Everybody fuckin' with my campaign Get dough or get lost, shawty always Like Dro say, ho fuck with me the long way And I deliver long john son, I don't play Poppin' out before the sun come, I don't stay They say bullshit walk, and cash talk That's why I'm ridin' out, pockets on loud mouth (Yeah) I'm goin' in, finna spazz out A Nigga got a problem, we can air it out They say bullshit walk, and cash talk That's why I'm ridin' out, pockets on loud mouth Woke up this morning with a bank roll I be gettin' head like a Kangoo Got your girl sellin' pussy to my tango What, she so wet, think I'm gonna need a rain coat On 285 doing 85! Couple hoes in my stable, time to stabilize Check the time, I better say mine bitches Need a sign on my dick that say "Fine Bitches" And you know I'm throwed like five pitchers And you know I'm high like five Swishas Jay's used to say "what up Slim?" Cause they know I'm known to make that work cartwheel Hot wheel, hot steel, ride around my block still Even if it's winter time, I'm ridin' in a drop still You don't have an idea of the life that I live Pockets so loud, got them bitches doin' adlibs I'm goin' in, finna spazz out Nigga got a problem, we can air it out They say bullshit walk, and cash talk So I'm ridin' out, pockets on loud mouth Back on my 1-2 nigga, ace - deuce Feds try to crucify me, call me Jesús Get it straight dude, I ain't with that nonsense Bank rolls like a bad bitch lookin' all mint No joystickin' nothin' over here dog So ain't no playin' me at all, let's be clear dog I'm raw as ever, flaw is never(?) Just as blind (?) tough as leather (?) eatin' better Somebody better tell 'em 'Fore that tré cinco seven hit they cerebellum Hey they say bullshit walk and cash talk That's why I'm ridin' I'm goin' in, finna spazz out Nigga got a problem, we can air it out They say bullshit walk, and cash talk So I'm ridin' out, pockets on loud mouth