J Dilla

Give Them What They Want
See, I know how they want it They want it grizzly! Yeeaaaaah! Rrrrraaah! Aaaaaaah! Yeah, ay, where you headed? Is it north? South? Uh Y'all think Satan is bad, J Dilla bad like Jason I stab Stay in the lab Quick to tell bitches bout my motherfuckin' tim size, 8 and a half See, they wonder how I'm makin' my math Or why I be makin' my path to the place where they be shakin' they ass Spend dough on a hoe, roll out in a Rov' When it’s over, no Rov', hoe’s takin' a cab Then they call me, sayin' they mad And then call me, playin' with they pussy while they takin' they bath Cause they know Give em what they want (x8) Yeah, uh It's the capital "D" The "i" to the "l" "l" The "a" to the bank and I’m ridin' it til 12 I’m straight with the cake so I buy what they sell Letras de cancionesThey see me blazin' the hay, be high as a stealth Won't come in on the average radar But will come in a bitch mouth if she wanna take it that far She a gang star, J start breakin' they heart Breakin' they backs, a gorilla pimp, taking they scratch And I make them attach to the good thing straight from the back Straight from the front, love to give J what he want Known for shakin' they wrists, and makin' them sick Then takin' they grip and payin' them wit it Biotch! Give em what I want (x2) Give em what they want (x7) From Letras Mania