Andrew Coleman - If U Want To lyrics

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco] The mind's all a flutter, no pigs on the gig No swine for the supper No wine in the cupboard Everything of mine must show signs of the suffer And keep you abreast of the utter, struggle To keep it all fresh like tupper One of the tougher ginger bread men out the cutter Skin ain't Huck Finn but I ain't n***a Jim motherf**er I'm more like Clubber, from the upper cut of the gutter Never kow tow I won't bow down to the bull like Calcutta That ain't what I'm rapping for I'd rather be a matador So ta ta, rather raw I know that sounds f**ed up like a repertoire But there's no Ruth's Chris if I lose so I choose To keep em seeing red like crips and pirus He the guy who rides the haikus Schooled at Cooley High, who has the not to Till its time to rise up, ride for our views Tired of all the lies won't abide by ya'll rules AK's and IQ's, so my skies are light blue [Hook: Pharrell] Hey, I must admit it, I ain't ashamed I'm the best They didn't get it, that's why I'm pissing off the rest n***as is jealous, of what I got resting on my neck Cause it took me from down underground to soaring like a G4 Mug if you want to, bug if you want to Chill if you want to, shrug if you want to Build if you want to, joke if you want to, disrespect me That's what you won't do, that's what you won't do [Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco] Been around the world the things that I've seen These things get turned into things that I sing Things stringed together with similes in between Been mean since the teens, since little green Marines I beam, Mean Gene, Mean Greene, lean, dream, being the king, bling, bling Three rings, ringlings, home, own, throw, Eames, yeah! To move towards it I had the root for it Like the home team, now they all lean Singing that Queen Somebody To Love rap, city Boheme We all champ-eens; you don't wanna bite the dust Better stay on your scene I drop the lyric, Woodbine, Bokeem You can document it, Columbine bowling I got the spirit, I require no wings A fly MC, riveting my pa**ions To buy pro wings, then wear 'em on the cover of your magazines Feeling real Yeti in my size fourteens tryna trump to lean, blue [Hook: Pharrell] Hey, I must admit it, I ain't ashamed I'm the best They didn't get it, that's why I'm pissing off the rest n***as is jealous, of what I got resting on my neck Cause it took me from down underground to soaring like a G4 Mug if you want to, bug if you want to Chill if you want to, shrug if you want to Build if you want to, joke if you want to, disrespect me That's what you won't do, that's what you won't do [Bridge: Pharrell] Call Me Mama, nah ain't about to ignore me mama All these ho's on me mama, why the hell you ain't want me mama Call Me Mama, nah ain't about to ignore me mama All these ho's on me mama, why the hell you ain't want me mama [Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco] Success is my friend, who knew that when I grew up I'd be just like him Expect my roar if you reject my whim, erect my law, respect my pim I bring the pain, Method Man I bring the pain, S&M Shout to Fam-Lay one of my bestest friends Try and k** us send all your d**hs threats in, I'll just reply with excess wins Please God correct my sins and protect my kin, as I jetset Headrest up and my leg rest in, let's go [Hook: Pharrell] Hey, I must admit it, I ain't ashamed I'm the best They didn't get it, that's why I'm pissing off the rest n***as is jealous, of what I got resting on my neck Cause it took me from down underground to soaring like a G4 Mug if you want to, bug if you want to Chill if you want to, shrug if you want to Build if you want to, joke if you want to, disrespect me That's what you won't do, that's what you won't do