I.I - Pagne

Oh see that's what I want
She got what I want yea
See that's what I want yea (Flawless)
She know what I want
Just a little bit of something Something of a little substance
Shorty please don't make assumptions I know that I'm what you want
Tell me if I can really touch it, I just want you all up on me
Know I'm known for unruly assumption
I got money as my number one option
All up in my heem up while we ménaging
I ain't running but I ain't wanna stop it
All the money money hear me ménaging
Pass the pagne I ain't tryna hear it no more
D'Usse pain and tree they in me ménaging
Get this money and she finna get naughty
Mind is rotting but I can't get them off me
Might as well as get these bitches up on me
All these honeys of the month, pussy and drip but it's never enough
I ain't ever been in love, only one feeing that's feeling me up
The heart ache
The heart ache
Feel the burden of making me something over nothing
Fill the void up for all of my fallen, unc I love you
Say these niggas be calling you brother do they love you?
These niggas switch up for a little money
I seen a nigga switch over money
Of a fraction I pull in a month
I seen a nigga lose all he started
With a bitch that be tricking him off
I seen addiction in fine designer
Put him in him the fearing of god
Lust for diamonds niggas know that I'll carry them all
Colder than its Minnesota
I just poured up whenever I'm feeling alone
One more cup and then I'm in my zone
Only real niggas understanding me if you don't then it's not for you to know
(Only real niggas, only real niggas )
Oh see that's what I want
(On the real niggas)
She got what I want yea
See that's what I want yea
(On the real niggas)
She know what I want
Just a little bit of something Something of a little substance
Shorty please don't make assumptions, I know that I'm what you want
Tell me if I can really touch it, I just want you all up on me
Know I'm known for unruly assumption
I got money as my number one option
All up in my heem up while we ménaging
I ain't running but I ain't wanna stop it
All the money money hear me ménaging
Pass the pagne I ain't tryna hear it no more
D'Usse pain and tree they in me ménaging
Get this money and she finna get naughty
Mind is rotting but I can't get them off me
Might as well as get these bitches up on me
Oh this cycle it be leaving me low
I can't ever let my money get low
I can never let it get it me ship the pack and go fuck all on a deputy's hoe
Cut in black on me bold letters
Your bitch said that I just roll better
She up on me your girl a go-getter
She gon' let me give her pole pleasure (I got what I want)
(On the real niggas)
Give her pole pleasure
(She gon let me give her pole pleasure)

Written by:
Matthew Aderfi

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