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Whatcha Want

I got they heads turnin',

everybody's watching.

Twenty-three's glistening,

Chromed out, flossin'.

Mic on my chest,

I don't need to wear a t-shirt

Hoes lookin' at me like they trying to do some research

Hoe, you don't know me

Break me off a Kit-Kat

Titties in my lap

Baby, you can take a quick nap,

'Cause I could play with titties all day (All Day)

Yeah I could play with titties all day (All Day)

Pocket full of hydro,

hand full of drugs

Bottle in my bag

Let's have some fun

Diamond on my neck,

so you know I'm fresh.

Got a brand new car

With a brand new check.

Rims be shining,

girls be jockin',

I could fuck hoes with that,

No problem.

I'm a Crunk Kid biatch,

No doubt,

Put your motherfucking hands in the sky

and bounce

[Chorus]I'm at the club,

Post it up

Sippin' on goose,

got girls looking at me like they trying to get loose, like

Whatcha Want?

Tell me whatcha want

Whatcha Want?

Tell me whatcha want girl.

We drink straight,

Don't need no chase.

At the beach, Spring break,

Californians in my face like,

Whatcha want?

Tell me whatcha want

Whatcha want?

Tell me whatcha want girl

Tell me whatcha want girl. [x2]

You know my name,

I'm Phat J.

Lookin' real good,

so the ladies say

When I walk up in the club

And the ice be flossin',

Steel on my face,

cause paparazzi's watching.

Everybody loves me

Like Mr. T

Suck it like a lemon,

baby give it a squeeze.

The ladies scream when they hear my band,

and the haters start shit cause they know they can.

(Motherfucker)

You's a hater,

You's a hater,

Sorry, but this can't work out

In your favor

And my behavior is always wild

People love me 'cause

I got the cue white boy style.

Don't be jealous

Clothes highly developed.

And you don't need to tell us,

we already know.

We got the gangsta flow.

And you know we rock this

B-C-1-3 Motherfucker,

can't stop this.

[Chorus]I'm at the club,

Post it up

Sippin' on goose,

got girls looking at me like they trying to get loose, like

Whatcha Want?

Tell me whatcha want

Whatcha Want?

Tell me whatcha want girl.

We drink straight,

Don't need no chase.

At the beach, Spring break,

Californians in my face like,

Whatcha want?

Tell me whatcha want

Whatcha want?

Tell me whatcha want girl

Tell me whatcha want girl. [x2]

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