Song | I Got What You On |
Artist | Blackstreet |
Album | Finally |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Blair, Grant, Hannibal ... | |
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 ****in' 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 |
zuo ci : Blair, Grant, Hannibal ... | |
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 droptop 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' shername | |
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 in' 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 |
zuò cí : Blair, Grant, Hannibal ... | |
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 droptop 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' shername | |
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 in' 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 |