What Ya Want

Ruff Ryders

[Featuring Eve Nokio (Dru Hill)]






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?



Leave her be



Chicken squakin hatin frequently



Manic Man is obsessed



And Stalkin me



If he



Icy enough, I'm pricin his stuff



Be nicy enough



To let him spin, I'm callin ya bluff



Puttin it down



Ruff Ryders puttin they work



Snatched up the illest viscous pittbull in a skirt



Makin em hurt



Haters steady dishin up dirt



Changin the game, settin the rules



Makin it work, uh




CHORUS




Leavin em scared



Mami takin all of this here



All of this fame I'm hungry



Hope you cats is prepared



Niggas, set me up



And Imma take it and run



Think its a game



Just check out how my format is done



Stalkin ya shine



And I do it to perfection



Made a promise everytime I touch the mic



To bless em



Used to tease me how I keep is greezy



Just to test em



Eve handcuff niggas but I don't arrest em



Shorty bang



Hear th