|
Gang Starr - She Knowz What She Wantz lyrics
Intro] This jam is dedicated To that women That knows what she wants And just how to get it [Chorus] She knows what she wants She knows what she wants Yo she knows what she wants She knows what she wants And just how to get it She knows what she wants She knows what she wants She knows what she wants She knows what she wants And just how to get it [Verse One] She knows what she wants She's bald so she flaunts Her hourglass jewels To mad clientele Rejected oh well She aint going to no hotel Not the frantic freak type But if you speak right You get to take her out And dig her out On a weeknight Weekends she wants to spend your ends Her shopping sprees colossal Attitude semi-hostile Mad diva seniorita No reefer no pizza Just shrimp and lobsters Champagne and mobsters Sucking up the cream Like a vac to a puppet Strictly black market Now your her next target Watch out Cause yo she knows what she wants [Chorus] [Verse Two] Spotted her in a club With her crew nearby Lulacs have a lullaby To passers by She's too fly Never gun shy Hair is blown dry She craves a wise guy To help her game amplify So when you say yo baby She aint gotta say hi to you Cause pride aint this He put rocks on her neck and wrist Plus a phat joint on her finger You best to have a batch Or scratch of treats to bring her And if you happen to lock up and get in You'll find yourself another jealous trick-ass boyfriend And furthermore the minx She don't understand it Blinding your senses done Never put the two before the one son (It's a lesson well learnt) (It's going down) (It's a lesson well learnt) (It's going down) [Chorus Two (Short)] She knows what she wants She knows what she wants Yo she knows what she wants She knows what she wants And just how to get it [Verse Three] Never fall victim to a chicken You was thinking Even if you think the poonani Might be finger-licking Never fall victim to a wicked woman's ways Why son? She's trying to get paid Check it One, she said she wanted to give me a son Two, she said she didn't like my crew Three, she never ever cooked for me Four, she was my ??? or more Yeah right It was all hype I needed more insight In retrospect I know I slept from the first night She did a split And that was it Gave up my pimp license And flipped my whole frigging script But now I'm back Like the Eisley's moving wisely Sizing up the situation Keeping honeys waiting Cause I got more to do Than to be suck dried This tough guy Will get by Why do chickens wonder why? And don't be calling Cause it's like X to next kid I know what I want And just how to get it Now disrespect miss |
|
||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Last added lyrics |
|---|
 Christmas Fantasy by Anita Baker |
 Fear of Flying by Mya |
 Reality Check by Juvenile |
 The Massacre by 50 Cent |
 Wanna Go Back by Eddie Money |
