Younglord - Tell Me What You Want lyrics

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Younglord - Tell Me What You Want lyrics

[Hook] 2x [Tony Sunshine] Yo If you want it in the morning and you need it in the Night I'm a give it to you baby I'm a give it to you right [Sapphira] Would you do whatever I want? Would you give me all that I need? [Fat Joe] Ugh yo yo Don't need to tell me about your love life I can see it in your eyes you like the thug type, His & Her bikes Diamonds in the rough? Right! Love the crushed ice? Love to puff la? Love to get f**ed? Right! It's the Don with the S-Cla**, all aboard! With thebest a** Known to make the s** last Only rep that, bet ya can't sit Joey Head Crack, keep you dancin', sh** be hectic Start the party in the limo, Bacardi con Limon That's what's on, girl, shake your body, c'mon Forget your friends, you can trust this I know you heard how we run tris, but I want one chic Don thick with the big hips,Joe will have a ho Screaming "Fat n***as got big dicks!" So lick your lips if you're feeling me, I'm right in Front of Trinity The way you work that thong, girl you're k**in' me [Hook] [Armageaddon] Yeah Me? I love the way you work it now [now] Pumping your bottom up and down like somebody played You and now you tryin' to hurt them back Whatever it is that you really need, you can get it If it's me you can hit, if it's weed it's already litted We can leave in a minute, hop in the drop top 3 if you wit it Watch TV in it, feel the breeze And get lifted on our way to the Four Seasons Here's a sweet that I rented; I'm a get deeper in it Than he's been in it Bangin' like a chief's up in it [Don't Stop] f** your punnony; bu*terfly on top of my body I'm a s** that tootsie roll 'til the cops gotta come and find me That's word life, mommy, I break you off like Commission, through all the positions Show you sh** you always thought you was missing Go and walk like a stallion, yelling "f**!" like Italians Beat it from the back, with your bu*t hitting my trunk, gold medallion I'm puttin' in work, so now you gotta trade your p**y in it If Armageaddon heard it, let it rest 'til it's new again [Hook] [Cuban Link] Dame un beso, en el pecho, y quitate pantalon Let me freak your body, mommy, with my cancion I got a spot at the Ramada, asta manana Dame un beso en el quello y quitate pantalon Let me freak your body, mommy, with my cancion I got a spot at the Ramada, I make ya holla, holla I make ya holla, holla, you're the best dada I'm that dog with the collar, your father told you not to bother Make it hotter than lava when I climb up in the cama Llama me when you want and come satisfy your gana I'm a smooth criminal, type of dude that's sneaking Through your window while your husband slump, sleeping In the living room, getting you best, get on that a** Doing back flips, arial tactics that'll have you Yelling that's it, then pa** it to Joey Gauge They both know me already, from the show to the telly Are you ready like R. Kelly? Just belly to belly dancing, have you cats steadily Telling me I'm handsome It's hard to keep my pants on, the last don; I last Long like sad songs, mad strong Known for breaking hearts and back bones, act grown Cause ain't no chaperones in sight It's no price, I'm a give you what you want tonight [Hook] 4x

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