Ron Browz - Give Em What They Askin For lyrics

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Ron Browz - Give Em What They Askin For lyrics

[Intro/Hook] They say we make the greatest HITS So who am I, to dis-AGREE? I hear the streets callin, y'all was lookin for ME Everybody, was lookin for one thing You lookin for something, well I got the something Now every single person that was lookin for something Well let me give 'em what they askin fo' - HEY! Let me give 'em what they askin fo' - HEY, HEY! [Busta Rhymes] Hey - what'chu tryin to know? I got the sick Southside and it ain't no joke Hot cookin, sittin pretty, shiny smokes Up in the fine cuisine, sup a little wine with my folks A bunch of filthy rich n***as that be grindin the most Bunch of ace of spade models makin champagne toasts And I got, Armani suits, sick wrists on glow A n***a back, hittin harder than a 2x4 See them diamonds, yeah I bet'cha never seen 'em befo' Drippin off a n***a 'til the stones'll fall on the flo' I'm throwin, money down the room to please myself I'm into self-preservation so I freeze myself See I'm so, dipped fresh I wanna squeeze myself And do it so big sometimes I can't believe myself No matter how hard a n***a greed my wealth See you can front if you want, the game need my help Now let's GO~! [Hook] [Busta Rhymes] Hey - how you ain't gon' choke When you see five mills hangin off my throat? We don't know about the d**, but you know mines coke Couple Venezuelan b**hes chillin on my boat Now now now, a lot of n***as ridin on my coat But I don't worry cause you know the difference is mines dope E'rytime the hood's eatin n***a they find hope Ain't nuttin change same birdie hangin off my rope Now listen - I got the 50 if you all want smoke Just put your lips up to your fingers if you takin a toke You see I gladly share the weed just never leave me the roach When I get with b**hes in the building they be catchin the ghost I'm sayin, go 'head and roam girl and giggle around me Break your sh**, the sh** it start to wiggle around me So, swaggnificent the sh** won't stop Just got the crib fit with airplane lights on top Now let's GO~! [Hook] [Busta Rhymes] Hey - how you all gon' sleep When a n***a like the groove but beepin on my creep So serious, when you walk up on my street The Violator hood n***as busy parkin my fleet Of vehicles from East Europe I can hardly repeat The names of, sh** is strange but it's hard to defeat How we do it and we k** 'em 'til there ain't nuttin left I finish n***as e'rytime because we do it to d**h Now let's GO~! [Hook] {*repeat "HEY" to fade*}