Mcgruff What You Want

(feat. Shay Best)



[McGruff]

I bag the bad chick, hair long like a Cherokee

Sexy as can be, skin complexion ebony

Its ecstasy, when this girl have sex wit me

I wanna give her kid or two, fulfill my destiny

Yo, she choice, body all soft and moist

Matter front, far screamin almost lost my voice

We in the tunnel, Im poppin more stacks my bundle

Smokin lust style, start to stumble, crew ready to rumble

Hey boo, how you do? Before I pursue

I want you to excuse my wild ass crew

Im Herb McGruff, you smokin like that herb I puff

Little cutie, hips got the curves and stuff

Heres my Roman numerals, Im a wise guy, thought you gettin into boo

Specialize in tombstones and funerals

Live the fast life, run wit dudes past trife

Push your six hundred Benz on my jewels half ice



[Chorus: Shay Best]

You got what I want, you got what I need

Im not afraid to let you know just how I will

Gruffie, you know youre all the man Ill ever need

Gonna keep it real wit you, if you keep it real wit me



[McGruff]

Yo, you hot baby, you must come from hell

I like your smell, sweet perfume from Chanel

Whats your name miss? You got the mother danes pissed

All up in your grill, is if you was famous

She said her names Armani, half black, half Italiani

Nails all done, sportin Muskina on her body

She 53", straight out the NYC

Tellin me, this other cute girls Gruff, gon make you try me

Now check me, listen up, first of all, youre sexy

And not like them gold diggin chickens try to peck me

I see through them hoes, they cant get no new clothes

Askin for blue Parasukos, expensive shoe stores

Just for cuz Im young and hold figgas

Gold diggas try to gas me, they better gas them other niggas

Cuz I aint give them a cent, picture Gruff money bein spent

Payin some pigeon head rent



[Chorus]



[McGruff]

If you wanna, when the partys over, meet me on the corner

Im twelve from the park, who could see the chrome rims spark

Lets grab a bite, you walkin aint no cab in sight

Dont start flaggin, whites and Arabs aint right

Hop in the 6 double 0, dont front, lets go

Im mad tow up, you know, off the bubble and dro

Yo you drive, Imma play the passenger side

Kinda tired, dont want me and no car to collide

Turn up the Benji joint, on the 97.1

You want the slow jams, twist to 98.7, Kiss

Take the whip out, park, lets flow through the mist

Yeah, baby, and it goes like this



[Chorus to fade]
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