Obie Trice

Obie Trice - What You Wan lyrics

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[Intro]

You just a shiesty ass nigga, O!

You never get work from us

Come around here we all just gon' fuck you up

So damn shiesty, matter fact

Nigga what the fuck you want?!

Man we gon' fuck yo' ass up

Yo, yo

[Obie Trice]

Aiyyo I shoot up the block

Tell my nigga P front me a quarter rock

(What up O? Nigga, ain't shit for free!)

But you know me, I'm Obie, down the street your little homie!

(Yeah here man, take it, but remember nigga you owe me)

Yeah whatever, how I look payin him back?

I keep the scratch, to get my mother mouse traps

Chillin with Rich, I might snatch his gat

I'm just playin the game man! (Fuck that, gimme my gun back)

Shit, where I'm at I gets no respect

Done fucked over folks, they wanna break my neck

I can't show my face, always meetin new friends

Cause new friends equals new Timbs, they spend

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

What you want Obie? Leave me alone!

No you can't use my fuckin cell phone!

What you want Obie? Get off my dick!

No you can't borrow, buy your own shit!

[Obie Trice]

"What you want Obie?" Hand-me-downs motherfucker

And don't hand me frowns when I snatch the Timbs sweater

Exit the room before me wouldn't be smart

Cause snatchin your personal belongings is my art

Get caught? Doubt it

I make a nigga believe +I+ bought it

And change the subject, that's the object of it

Sell representative of self

Hit the liquor store, make you forget the fifth on my shelf

Cause Obie had yo' mind on some'n else

I figure shit, the fifth's for me!

Fuck the third party

Me and your bitch can drink the whole fifth Bacardi

Fuck her brains out 'til she start payin money

I know it sounds self-centered, I'm self-aware

But to self-scutinize, I don't really care

[Chorus]

[Obie Trice]

"What you want Obie?" Bill Gates to meet

So I can purchase tapes from BMG

I can get his Hancock, and watch what you see

My whole block livin fair like +Prince in Bel-Air+

Instead of broken stairs and boarded up window

Little Jacques deliver rock in his limo

Until then, I'll utilize friends

Catch you slippin, I might be drivin your Benz

[Chorus]

[Outro]

"What you want Obie?"

Yeah, what you want nigga? What you want?

All y'all out there, yeah

Get your own - get your own

These young brothers carryin chromes

Ready to come get they shit, yeah

You shit on the next man, he gon' shit on you back

Knahmean? Sing it to 'em

Shit on him he'll shit you back

Without a doubt, I'm off this track

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