Whacha Want, Wahcha Need (Clean Version) 歌詞
Whacha Want, Wahcha Need (Clean Version) - Mystikal/Busta Rhymes
Ugh camera rolling
Shouldn't a did that
Me and bus ta rhymes
Bust rhymes and mystical niggle
Ha ha ha ha ha
B**ch I'm on a mission
Not the one to be mixed up from this niggle and that niggle
Hundred percent full blooded natural rap whipper
A** kicker mad spliff back flipper
That much colder than the last niggle
Come from my pops so y'all ain't f**king with me
I come to get down it's time to get down
I think u chicken bust a cap
I'm the one mixed with buggery and master p ugh
mystical and Bust rhymes
Oh sh*t the shocker and the guillotine
Down now put my gun on fire
One eight zero zero can't nobody fly
Like the cotton off your bottom then it's gotta be me
Late at night lights out you in a permanent sleep
ain't many of these niggards coming harder than me
Flip mode no limit who you thought it would be
Wac ha want niggle
Wac ha need niggle
We gonna give it to ya
Until u bleed niggle
Now where my live niggards
Where my live b**ches
This for my live niggards
This for my live b**ches
Now Wac ha want niggle
Wac ha need niggle
We gonna give it to you
Until u bleed niggle
Now where my live niggards
Where my live b**ches
This for my live niggards
This for my live b**ches
Contact we will bomb that
All I know is they will make a niggle
We will OMB back when we contact
For better or worse
Make a niggards heart swell up and burst
You know one of my niggards busting shots first
Bust another shot off into the earth
Leave a niggle stressed
Feeling the pain of a women giving child birth
See now a days everywhere we go we'll carry ya
Even when we swinging with b**ches down at the ma riot
Chickens that will bust back on you and the ferries that
Waiting for me to marry ya
Ride up in my chariot
Sorry but I ain't having it
Thinking u can roll cause you wearing a little glamour and acting all stroganoff
B**ch niggle
Beet it like Micheal and f**k up you cycle
Blast you with my grandfather's rifle
I'm great to stifle
B**ch
Create a crises your paying the praises
With the devil you was never ericaceous
I think I might just hit you now
You know u can fold here niggards know it ain't all there
Prepare for warfare niggards is everywhere
F**k with my niggards we are double there
Flip mode niggle you'll find trouble here
Tipsy and turning crispy and burning
Hoping and learning
You yearning to take hold of a niggards burning
Reps for every grain of salt from every street corner
The ones you wanted from Brooklyn to the south of the border
No limit and flip mode in this b**ch
While mystical and Bust rhymes be straight busting your sh*t
Wac ha want niggle
Wac ha need niggle
We gonna give it to ya
Until u bleed niggle
Now where my live niggards
Where my live b**ches
This for my live niggards
This for my live b**ches
Now Wac ha want niggle
Wac ha need niggle
We gonna give it to you
Until u bleed niggle
Now where my live niggards
Where my live b**ches
This for my live niggards
This for my live b**ches
I want another side of fries with my poppa's chicken and Bisquick
Take the wall out fall out
I'm not playing with these dumb b**ches
What you doing if your riches don't fit ya
Ball playing and swinging on a track
We some big old niggards
Not some dead old niggards
B**ch you trying to do something
I'm gonna get on with ya
I'm scratchy
You can't match
I'm known for getting nasty
With my trigger a**
Once I get this f**ker started you can't stop
Ow w you done f**ked up now
mystical and Bust rhymes like dolomite and red fox
They frightened of the braids running from the dread lox
Wac ha want niggle
Wac ha need niggle
We gonna give it to ya
Until u bleed niggle
Now where my live niggards
Where my live b**ches
This for my live niggards
This for my live b**ches
Now Wac ha want niggle
Wac ha need niggle
We gonna give it to you
Until u bleed niggle
Now where my live niggards
Where my live b**ches
This for my live niggards
This for my live b**ches