Whatcha Want - Nameless & Nametag



     
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Whatcha Want Lyrics


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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Detroit's hip-hop scene has a storied history and a bright future, and Nametag has one foot in each place. His career origins include records alongside hometown legends like Slum Village, while his solo efforts have earned him a rep around the country as one of the city's brightest young voices. And after calling various areas of Detroit home, he's the perfect storyteller to narrate the city's ins and outs.

Nametag got involved in Detroit's hip-hop history early, and in a big way: his first placement was on Slum Village's compilation Dirty District Vol. 1. From there, he continued to body other appearances on Motor City classics such as Dirty District Vol. 2, and Black Milk's Popular Demand and Caltroit. But while contributing to others' projects, Nametag continued to build his own footing with a collection of critically acclaimed mixtapes, EPs and a full length album, The Name Is Tag. He eventually earned the respect of indie rap heavyweights and publications such as XXL, 2DopeBoyz, Detroit Free Press and more.

Nameless is from Flint, Michigan, but his gritty soul and relentless work ethic are reminiscent of the legendary hip-hop producers from Detroit. Since grabbing his hands on a friend's software and beat machine in 2002, he aspired to flip samples as craftily as idols such as J Dilla, Madlib, MF DOOM, and others. He began plugging away on the lab, steadily creating sets of instrumental projects and using a knack for graphic design to craft head-turning album art. He eventually added "Feel It", a single from Detroit staple Marv Won's album Wayne Fontes Music.

Since then, Nameless' ability to morph dusty soul records into headphone-blaring bangers has turned him into one of the most prolific, sought-after young producers in the state. He now has nearly a dozen solo instrumental and compilation albums, and his 'Flidelphia' LP with Ron Dance placed his production behind Dwele, Paradime, and others. His upcoming line-up includes full-length records with Clear Soul Forces, DJ House Shoes, Marv Won, Vandalyzm, and more.

The two artists teamed up based on the similarity of their monikers in 2012, and quickly created "Blaow!", and "Raw Dirty Filth!", the latter landing on DJ Premier's satellite radio station. With the rest of their collaborative debut, For Namesake, 'Tag take his biggest step yet toward living up to his hometown's legacy. He uses his candid, clever rhymes to address a fickle music industry, shady women, the resilience of his family, and employ old-fashioned shit talking, while Nameless' melodic grit pays homage to Motown's past. With appearances by Motor City vets (Black Milk, Guilty Simpson, Miz Korona) and youngsters (Mahd, Jahshua Smith) alike, For Namesake continues to cement Nametag as one of Detroit's rising talents. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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