What YAll Niggas Want - Ruff Ryders



Eve:



Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh ugh

What y'all niggas want, huh?

ugh, ugh, ugh



Lubia huh? Papi screamin out of they mouth

Bomb shell just a second

Mami wanna speak out

What I need in my life

Make ya body freak out

Baby seem like the type

Married niggaz sneak out

Like I'm ballin y'all

Yes I be appallin ya'll

Boss type hold it down

Wantin all of y'all

Callin y'all never chasin me down

Three weeks, heartbroken

Yes you hatin me now

She speaks soft spoken

Till she datin the clown

I'm takin em down

Reel em in and makin em drown

Mistake

I said gimme that, but I'm takin it now

What I need from a nigga

Negative in his sound

Or dasity even askin me

For ass, I laugh

This bitch is fast and free

Swatin em off

When I see this niggas a flea

Plotin of cost for riches

Millionaire wannabe, uh huh



CHORUS: [Nokio]



What y'all niggas want? [what we want, wha?]

Can't touch [uh]

All y'all niggaz need [what we need in our life?]

Is right here with me [uh]

Sounds y'all wanna hear [who da, who dat?]

Swizz beats [uh]

I'm the one you fear [why?]

It's my time, feel me



Popular since I started my life

Eve you know my name

Probably the dangerous type

Brick house stallion

Think you taming me right?

Not this baby val Philly streets

They raisin her right

Keep it pretty or can make it gritty be a LADY!

Need boots pocket books and a baby 380!

But prefer to keep it

Calm and cool

When I'm heated I suggest you move







Just avoid a bad situation

What you got to prove?



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