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what she want - rapture_muziq lyrics

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{intro}
rapture…
believe that…
black sheep music… kace the producer

{hook}
she wants it bad, she popping ’em thangs
pull up the lot, she driving ’em fangs
she knows she a boss, no matter the cost
and since she treats me good buy her what she wants
buy her what she wants… (i’m ’bout to spend this cash)
i’ma buy her what she wants… no, we don’t look at tags)
i’ma buy her what she wants… (her diamonds busting flames)

{verse 1}
hey, kace tell me what these b-tches want bro
flash a little bit of cash, next they going loko
if money makes the man i swear to god bro we getting mo’… if a good girl ever goes bad must be the doe… sheesh!
she asked ah told i like ma women how ah like ma weather… wet b-tch under high pressure is when a slide better
f-ck an award pound for pound man is a go-getter
ma motto mo’chedda mic shredder ama do talker
i see a lot of hoes, they thirsty tonight
see the rubber bands be s-xy so she claiming she tight
she the type that always snipes for riches shoot you on sight
cos now a n-gg- got a bm she wants to be wifed
i’ll make no bones about the fact i wanna hit that -ss. whaaaa
if that booty was ah school mans never missing cl-ss
i’m on my worst behavior pardon me…
so let’s just f-ck up the sheets go in slow and deep, make you gush and cream

{hook}
she wants it bad, she popping ’em thangs
pull up the lot, she driving ’em fangs
she knows she a boss, no matter the cost
and since she treats me good buy her what she wants
buy her what she wants… (i’m ’bout to spend this cash)
i’ma buy her what she wants… no, we don’t look at tags)
i’ma buy her what she wants… (her diamonds busting flames)

{verse 2}
i’m on my way to greatness, got the patience…
it’s funny how i hated maths back then but now ah always love calculating
bank alert beep, that sh-t, sweeter than ejaculating
bank account swiss, na the dream omo we must make it
that p-ssy overrated…
but f-ck i’d still hit it…
head on a tray, s-x on a plane
whatchu want you get it
drop a bombsh-ll in your honeywell
what i’m tryna say.. in a nutsh-ll
is ah don’t tell.. when i’m f-cked well
wen ya all wet.. and i’m all set…aye
loving that ya ring tone so ah put it on repeat…
say if money makes the world spin ah be dj pan the beat
money ain’t a thing, if ah got it we go feast
when we kpoof we no fit carry am go all na vanity
she like a boss, cos she knows what she wants (what she wants)
now she got it she gon flaunt it cos she hot
100 degrees…… (100 degrees)
she making us plead… making us plead

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