Whatever You Want lyrics

by

Tony Yayo


[Intro: Eminem]
Haha, Swifty McVay!
Mr. Porter, the Kon Artis (Ha!)
I told you we wasn't leavin, c'mon!

[Verse 1: Swifty McVay]
I come from a jungle, with a trunk load of punk hoes (n*gga)
Muzzle this animal, f*ck with mechanical
Gun totin' hazardous cutthroat, canteloupe can split it
And the Pope couldn't prevent me from sh*ttin' on n*ggas
Fitted caps get blew back like bad wind, imagine backspinnin'
Into a casket, it happens when bast*rds try to act masculine (Ho)
A hell raiser, I smack the skin off your man's face
So fast it'll leave acne on my hand when it land (Hah!)
Placed in a class where professors came to school with Smith 'n Wessons
Just to teach us a lesson, had that ass hangin' up with the flag (Yeah)
Parental discretion, I'll send you a video
With me naked havin' a session on my urinal (RESPECT IT! HAH!)
When you kill in the nighttime and claimin' yo' innocence
I'll be waitin ready to A.K. you and yo' egg Bene-di*k {AHH!}
Usin' yo' balls to play tennis with (Hah)
You'll be in some sh*t like flies and f*ck the witnesses

[Hook: Swifty McVay]
(MOTHERf*ck!) n*ggas that doubt and thought we wasn't killin' sh*t (Uh-huh)
(WHAT!) Whatever you want, we providin' it diligently (Uh-huh)
(PUMP!) Double barrel wherever we go willingly (Uh-huh)
(DUMPIN!) On opposition in the streets or industry (Uh-huh)
(MOTHERf*ck!) n*ggas that doubt and thought we wasn't killin' sh*t (Uh-huh)
(WHAT!) Whatever you want, we providin' it diligently
(PUMP!) Double barrel wherever we go willingly (Uh-huh)
(DUMPIN!) On opposition in the streets or industry
[Verse 2: Kon Artis]
You was born I was hatched, but you came out deformed
I have nuts of a horse, and you ain't got no balls
Come runnin' with tec-9's whenever n*ggas would call
Bang-bang-bang, bang-bang, shoot up classway halls
I don't give a f*ck, who you call to come
You came with thirty n*ggas, I only came with one
That just goes to show you how much scrap a n*gga got in me
You gone off Henny, that liquid courage drivin' you into these
Situations you in, don't get that "Purple Pills" sh*t confused
With us bein' cool up here singin' "My Band"
I'm sure you see these little kids cryin' over me man
They'll do anything for a f*ckin' autograph
So say that sh*t loud enough out of the f*ckin' crowd and
I'll show you the meanin' of die-hard fans
Saddam Hussein who sews, who radical act
A mechanical bomb attached to my pelvis
That's what I mean by get, back; I mean get, back
Or find your head detached from that Mitchell & Ness
So find your spinal cord, uh-uh-oh I digress
I guess I'm just too fresh, to finish that line
Denaun's ain't next

[Hook: Swifty McVay]
(MOTHERf*ck!) n*ggas that doubt and thought we wasn't killin' sh*t
(WHAT!) Whatever you want, we providin' it diligently
(PUMP!) Double barrel wherever we go willingly
(DUMPIN!) On opposition in the streets or industry
(MOTHERf*ck!) n*ggas that doubt and thought we wasn't killin' sh*t
(WHAT!) Whatever you want, we providin' it diligently
(PUMP!) Double barrel wherever we go willingly
(DUMPIN!) On opposition in the streets or industry
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