Who Want It lyrics

[Intro: T-Pain]
Yea
Nappy Boy
FBI Man

[Verse 1: T-Pain]
From the second I was born I was in debt
Feel like I'm trying to f*ck a b*tch without a di*k and she keep asking "Is it in yet?"
But then I gave the game a chin check
Told her sit your ass down and be happy I ain't f*cking your friends yet
Hitting licks with a gun
Waving so many four-fives you'd think one of my hands was missin a thumb (Damn)
Got the whole industry on his knees
Record execs trying to steal my blow pop before I get to the gum
Uhh yea I'm everywhere that you won't be
So there's ain't no use trying that hating sh*t on me
Cause I'm gone speak, Nappy Boy everybody put your hands in teamwork on 3
Get to the money, hit the flea market and blow out
Something for your kids and n*ggas think you trying to show out
The only time I show out is when my record on replay
Hop out that Bugatti in some mother f*cking PJ's
b*tch
Now who want it?

[Chorus: Severe]
Holy sh*t mother f*cker god damn
That's what they say when they see me in my lam
I'm back in the streets and I'm bringing my fam
All of these wannabes know who I am
Haters got a problem with me and my man
But they get missing when its time to go ham
I'm on the grind and I won't stop for no man
Better get with the mother f*cking program
[Verse 2: T-Pain]
I got b*tches doing splits, hoes doing back bends
And n*ggas feeling awkward like a white dude with black friends
My Cadillac swims, Greg Louganis
If she ain't f*cking me I kick her out quicker then Liu Kang (Whoo, Whoopsie!)
Do not f*ck with him you don't want him
Cuz its a chance I might bust like and old condom
Yea, Its not as safe as you thought it was
My bass hit hard like it's a safe in my boxing glove (Boom!)
Uhh you should have got on and ran off
Jump out the window and pray to god you land soft
Keep talking sh*t and f*ck around and p*ss my man off
And he gonna pull out something that can probably shoot your hand off
Thats hysteria having ?rigery? He getting shot in his frame I'm changing the scenery
He keep talking like he is that grown
And somebody gonna have to photoshop his limbs back on mother f*cker
Yea, haha
Now who want it?

[Chorus: Severe]
Holy sh*t mother f*cker god damn
That's what they say when they see me in my lam
I'm back in the streets and I'm bringing my fam
All of these wannabes know who I am
Haters got a problem with me and my man
But they get missing when its time to go ham
I'm on the grind and I won't stop for no man
Better get with the mother f*cking program
[Verse 3: T-Pain]
3rd time Pizzle
Pardon my expression I'm just so disgusting
b*tches got me stressin' I sex em then f*ck em
Then I make look to the music for a couple weeks
The say money talks come hear my Gucci duffles speak
But luckily, you n*ggas f*ck with me
So I'mma auto-tune the whole world and take it up a key
I keep it snuck on me
Thats why your girls said she felt something else where my f*cking belt buckle be
I'm too raw for the meat market
That's why it takes no time to get the beef started
Teddy Pain I'm harder then some f*ckin Caridnals
They say I'm broke, b*tch is you f*cking retarded?
I'll turn your whole click into half a man
I drop bombs, these n*ggas think I'm from pakistan
He spitting fighting words, so we have to fight
But most of you pussies ain't worth di*k, hermaphrodite
sh*t, now who the f*ck want it!?

[Chorus: Severe]
Holy sh*t mother f*cker god damn
That's what they say when they see me in my lam
I'm back in the streets and I'm bringing my fam
All of these wannabes know who I am
Haters got a problem with me and my man
But they get missing when its time to go ham
I'm on the grind and I won't stop for no man
Better get with the mother f*cking program