Eric Jackson - What They Want lyrics

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Eric Jackson - What They Want lyrics

Haha, come on, BME Chyna Wheeze, Chyna Whyte, it's about to go down up in here The game is changed, Ying Yang, I see it, let's do it Shake it... Where my b**hes in the club you betta know it's big pussies and titties And they all wet cause we full of that sock n hit em Go caught me a bottle, you dog, we go chopped and screed I'ma show you how a million dollar b**h like to do it, you got some change But it ain't no thang, it don't excite me n***a I need a, professional plumber to lay that pipe in me n***a, come f** with a thug, you think we don't like that dick Like Ima go to war and make this p**y fight that dick, (Let's rumble) I got what you need and it's all on me, what would you to bust that coconut, all on me Ima show you how a thug like to ride that whip, whatever 24 dollars to put that slab on me Back off on me, let me see ya bounce ya dick to the beat Shake ya sweater balls, there is no n***a t**ng for me I got 20 hoes and all of them workin for me But hard dicks and wet nuts you can't f** wit them, see? [Chorus:] What them n***as want: p**y What them hoes want: money [x4] Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it (Shake that money maker) [x3] Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it It's all pimp these n***as, y'all gotta pimp these hoes I'm about to lay this p**y down, b**h take off your clothes I got a hundred singles and I'm about to pa** em out Put this heavy snap on your face and smash them out Stick my finger in your booty and make the fat come out I'm sick with them b**h I ain't ridin past your house, I'm to live from the 9 that's 2-2's and 1-5 Chyna Whyte the thug b**h with no fillers inside [Chorus] If you try my b**h, you could buy my b**h, how high my b**h, you could ride my b**h My b**h She could ride on this thang, a money hungry hustlin a** b**h like running Make them other hoes scramble for feed, while she yank that a** up by the neck (b*tch WHERE MY sh*t?!) Hoe got 3 hoes, they could clear her dick, I ain't met a motherf**er that could tie my neck That's why I like guys that ride bikes and [?] Because ain't sh** like lights that b**h checks a b**h outside b**h you mean to tell me you've been in this motherf**er all night and this is all the money you got? I don't know this motherf**er! [Chorus]