I got what you want
I got what you need
Rep chicks on the strip
Rep thugs on the street
I got what you want
I got what you need
Rep chicks on the strip
Rep thugs on the street
Verse 1:
Digga Digga
First name Rashia
Rock the mic crazy
Wouldn`t wanna be ya
Had a nice wing since my early teens
Now I`m grown rocking microphones
Sin! Sin!
Said I learned new ways
Gotta thank God for my chance to blaze
Next album gonna see a fat healthy raise
And he make mistakes
Say That`s The Brakes (That`s The Brakes)
True
Hit `em with the (Wooo!)
Fine young woman now
Long time coming now (Coming now)
Thank the fans for they love and affection
Heard me with the Fugees
Still ain`t making a connection
Fulfill my destiny wasn`t nothing y`all could tell me
Ripping down the stage with a baby in my belly
Adding up to math
Applying everything I learned
While a dummy kept going on tour and get burned
See
Chorus:
I got what you want
I got what you need
Rep chicks on the strength
Rep thugs on the street
East Coast y`all
Handle your B.I.
West Coast y`all
Handle your B.I.
Dirty South y`all
Handle B.I.
Up top y`all
Handle your B.I.
Verse 2:
Now make way for a sister little feisty foul mouth
Say what`s that all about (bout bout)
It`s about one two three four five for the rating
A penny for the hating
Y`all know my ways
Staying up in the game of this MC craze
Kind of wonder what if I`d of dropped back in the days
Say
Rhymes I toss it
Taking no losses
Let management tell you who your new b Send " Untitled 2" Ringtone to your Cell