DON'T KNOW WHAT I WANT Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I just caught me a lil' two piece

Both lookin' like they groupies

Who me?

Yeah, baby, that's that ooh wee

Old hoes saying they hate me

Cause they can't fuck with the new me

I need you on top like two-three

I need you spread it out like two-three

Haters, please get out my way

It's me and my bitch like a two-seater

Tricks on my dick, Houdini

Stackin' my cheese, no panini

Rollin' that moon rock pack called ET

Shawty ass so fat, lookin' like three-D

Spaz on her ass when I'm in it

Lil' bit say I'm her OG

Her best friend swear that she know me

But she's just mad I don't want the coochie

Recordin' that pussy like a movie, yea

Yeah, yeah

I'm back on the strip like the feds gone

Gettin' top in the whip with no top

Lil' mama gon' suck till your legs gone

Told my bitch don't stop

(Don't stop)

Go to her crib, she ain't gettin' my drop

Know this shit seem like a lot

These hoes be down with a lot

Bitch a get killed with the niggas tryna plot

Yeah, yeah, hustlin' daily

Like criminals baby, please don't play me

Niggas be cappin

A lot of clips and flashin

Shit, a get tragic

Shorty working her magic

Like she work at her magic

But ass ain't plastic

Hunnids, I'm stashin

For a day, I crash out for one of you bastards

But life's so plastic

We be high and laughing, yea

Lil' shorty so bad

Put together like fabric, yea

For the cameras, y'all actin

And the streets no lacking, yea

Nigga can't move backwards

When the feds tryin' trap us

Yeah, yeah

Back to the swag flow

Big drip, big clips, big switch

Hundred rounds in my shit

When I'm lettin' them shots go

I was born for this shit

Been lit, my clique, my clique

Yeah, we sittin' at the top though

Niggas hatin' on this

I ain't worry about that

They broke and we gettin' that guap hoe

Yeah, niggas gettin' that guap hoe

I just call me a lil' two-piece

Both lookin' like they groupie

Who me?

Yeah, baby, that's that ooh wee

Old hoes sayin' they hate me

Cause they can't fuck with the new me

I need you on top like two-three

I need you spread it out like two-three

I just call me a lil' two-piece

Both lookin' like they groupies

Who me

Yeah, baby, that's that ooh wee

Old hoes sayin' they hate me

Cause they can't fuck with the new me

I need you on top like two-three

I need you spread it out like two-three

Yeah, yeah