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I Got What You On

Track byBlackstreet

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  • 1999.01.01
  • 4:12
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Yo, yo Ho, ho No, no You Yo, yo Yo, be, be Me, me See, see Can't let go cuz I got what you on, girl Baby, I'm hearing too much in the street Things that are supposed to be Kept between just you and me, baby Honey, I'm sick and tired of all of this I think it's time I handled it Trippin', flippin', get down with, baby I got you a drop-top Benz with the Buggy eye Thought it was enough to keep it quiet I guess I was wrong cuz you out tonight Flossin' with your girlfriends Kima, Pam and what's-her-name Girlfriends, they don't play the same You don't know I got what you on, girl 1 - (Yo, yo) I never really thought you was a (Hoe, hoe) That's not really the way I (Go, go) Why you wanna play with my (Dough, dough) Yo, yo, go (Yo, be, be) Why you wanna be with (Me, me) Girl, why can't you (See, see) I can't let go cuz I got what you on, girl Say that something's missin' Tell me what you missin' Say you need to flex and that's alright But tell me where you was last night Thinkin' with too much time on your hands You surely meet the trouble Or is this the way you spread that, oh girl Is it like that? Your actions too completely laxed and I'm kickin' out the money when you want it, babe You steppin' out again with your hair so right Skirt so high then ya cried You're out here runnin' like a dope fiend Girl, why can't you just see? You don't need to go Cuz I've got what you on, girl Repeat 1 [Beanie Siegal] I keep you properly styled in the latest shit Pradda, crocodile or gator's shit Eyes poppin' out the Benz, you know the latest whip Takin' you and your girlfriends shoppin' that player shit Keep a pocket full of dough, safe full of stacks Got a big fuckin' crib with a lake in the back And that's yours to the wig, wait, lemme take that back Get outta line, and I'm takin' it back I just copped a six, you don't gotta car hop I got a cellar full of Cris', you don't gotta bar hop I got an indoor pool with a divin' board My crib look like somethin' out The Rye Report Laced you, twenty carats, ten in each ear I can take you places you ain't been, nowhere It could be gone tomorrow, but it's here today Cuz I can play cowboy and take it all away, OK? [Blackstreet] (Yo, yo) I can't believe my eyes that you're a (Hoe, hoe) It's not really the way that I (Go, go) Why you wanna play with my (Dough, dough) Yo, yo, yo Yo, be, be Why you can't be with (Me, me) Tell me why can't you (See, see) I can't let go cuz I got what you on, girl (Yo, yo) Yeah, take it out (Hoe, hoe) It's not the way I love you, baby (No, no you) Why you take my (Dough, dough) Yo, yo, yo Yo, be, be Why can't you be with me, me Well, baby, can't you see, see Can't let go cuz I got what you on, girl We out

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