Gang Starr

Gang Starr - She Knowz What She Wantz lyrics

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This jam is dedicated
 To that women
 That knows what she wants
 And just how to get it

 [Chorus]
 She knows what she wants
 She knows what she wants
 Yo she knows what she wants
 She knows what she wants
 And just how to get it
 She knows what she wants
 She knows what she wants
 She knows what she wants
 She knows what she wants
 And just how to get it

 [Verse One]
 She knows what she wants
 She's bald so she flaunts
 Her hourglass jewels
 To mad clientele
 Rejected oh well
 She aint going to no hotel
 Not the frantic freak type
 But if you speak right
 You get to take her out
 And dig her out
 On a weeknight
 Weekends she wants to spend your ends
 Her shopping sprees colossal
 Attitude semi-hostile
 Mad diva seniorita
 No reefer no pizza
 Just shrimp and lobsters
 Champagne and mobsters
 Sucking up the cream
 Like a vac to a puppet
 Strictly black market
 Now your her next target
 Watch out
 Cause yo she knows what she wants

 [Chorus]

 [Verse Two]
 Spotted her in a club
 With her crew nearby
 Lulacs have a lullaby
 To passers by
 She's too fly
 Never gun shy
 Hair is blown dry
 She craves a wise guy
 To help her game amplify
 So when you say yo baby
 She aint gotta say hi to you
 Cause pride aint this
 He put rocks on her neck and wrist
 Plus a phat joint on her finger
 You best to have a batch
 Or scratch of treats to bring her
 And if you happen to lock up and get in
 You'll find yourself another jealous trick-ass boyfriend
 And furthermore the minx
 She don't understand it
 Blinding your senses done
 Never put the two before the one son

 (It's a lesson well learnt)
 (It's going down)
 (It's a lesson well learnt)
 (It's going down)

 [Chorus Two (Short)]
 She knows what she wants
 She knows what she wants
 Yo she knows what she wants
 She knows what she wants
 And just how to get it

 [Verse Three]
 Never fall victim to a chicken
 You was thinking
 Even if you think the poonani
 Might be finger-licking
 Never fall victim to a wicked woman's ways
 Why son?
 She's trying to get paid
 Check it
 One, she said she wanted to give me a son
 Two, she said she didn't like my crew
 Three, she never ever cooked for me
 Four, she was my ??? or more
 Yeah right
 It was all hype
 I needed more insight
 In retrospect
 I know I slept from the first night
 She did a split
 And that was it
 Gave up my pimp license
 And flipped my whole frigging script
 But now I'm back
 Like the Eisley's moving wisely
 Sizing up the situation
 Keeping honeys waiting
 Cause I got more to do
 Than to be suck dried
 This tough guy
 Will get by
 Why do chickens wonder why?
 And don't be calling
 Cause it's like X to next kid
 I know what I want
 And just how to get it
 Now disrespect miss
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Noo Trybe Records

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Released in: 1998

Language: English

Appearing on: Moment of Truth (1998)

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