I Get What I Want lyrics

Yuh! Yuh!
I do what I want! (I do)
I need to hear myself talkin' to these n*ggas
Yuh! Yuh! Yuh! Yuh!
I do what I want!

[Hook: K Smith]
Alright I get what I want, I f*ck who I want
I say what I want, I do what I want
I go where I want, she know what I want
I get what I want, I get what I want
Say it's a bunch of bad b*tches and I know who they want
I know who they want, I know who they want
Yeah it's a bunch of bad b*tches and I know who they want
I know who they want, I know who they want

[Verse 1: K Smith]
Oh yeah I used to not have sh*t
Now I'm somethin'
Gotta bunch of bad b*tches
And you know that money comin'
I go where I want
Every time I'm out we be stuntin'
You know K in the buildin'
Still remembers them young-ins
Alright, that b*tch bad I got her
If it ain't me it's my partner
I'm on South Beach in that 'rari
The mind drawn and I'm proud it
I'm ridin' round with two b*tches
And they turnt up on molly
Now we out in Cali
This my type of party
You know I kill it, got that strap
And that thing go, that thing go
Everytime we at these shows
These hoes just can't keep they control
Out in Vegas with that dough
I just pray I bring that home
Cause it's a bunch of bad b*tches
And they just won't leave me 'lone
I say my bad b*tches gon' link up
Whenever a n*gga call for 'em
Cause I ball hard Chris Paul on 'em
Designer sh*t, that's all on 'em
And yo girl be callin' for me
This my life and I'm all for it
On tour or off tour
I get what I want
Cause I'm that boy
[Hook]

[Verse 2: Los]
King! Man I'm stackin' bands and laughin'
Turned a penny to a pretty Penny, call it Janet Jackson
Uhh, trynna make that pay day off ya
My coupe dynamite, the grill mean like J.J. Father
Slow down! n*gga please bigga B's in a sucker face
See you stationed in a sucker place
You pull up in the little V
We pull up in the motherf*ckin' uppercase
Think about it boy, big toys like a Happy Meal
No big toys like a half a mill
I'm that black and then I black the wheels
Back-trackin' when n*ggas was back-packin'
Now a n*gga pull a Phantom in the trap for real
Go hard for a dollar bill
Floatin' hard on Impala wheels
How that powder feel?
Can you whip it with the left hand
We was jammin' to death
My n*gga f*ck Def Jam
sh*t, I hope you know what I mean
We was Interscope before it was IB
King! Shoutout to Diddy, back when I was broke
That n*gga called my phone and I shout out the city, like
Oh, ha, man sh*t, in other words
That's some real man sh*t
And no a n*gga never really had sh*t
But I got passed all my past sh*t
Ha, now the guts so tight on the whip
Like I got it on some ab sh*t
Ha, and now you n*ggas absent
Let me tell you how it is when you classic
I get what I want!
[Hook]
Alright I get what I want, I f*ck who I want
I say what I want, I do what I want
I go where I want, she know what I want
I get what I want, I get what I want
Say it's a bunch of bad b*tches and I know who they want
I know who they want, I know who they want
Yeah it's a bunch of bad b*tches and I know who they want
I know who they want, I know who they want