Tekster:
B Jon What Do You Want

know Is what do you want (What do you want) You know that my all time low is Feelings that alone gives Why am I What do you want (What do you want)

Bim What we drank? That Patron Keep the bottle poppin' all night long What we smoke? That gush Presidential shit George Bush How we do it? Like this Get crunk, b-b

you want to? Do you want it on the floor? Do you want it on the chair? Do you want it over here? Do you want it over there? Do you want it in ya pussy

So who guardin' who, you know who to you know what To you know where, goin' 'gainst 'em's too unfair 'Cause everywhere you do a show he got kinfolk there

with you? Fuck that it's not a game Yo, you ain't gotta be rhythming for niggas like that Man fuck them niggas B, yo, you know what you do What? Tell

C'mon Lil' Jon, C'mon, C'mon [Lil' Jon] M.O.P MOTHERFUCKERS! Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz Bitch! [Chorus x2] [M.O.P (Lil' Jon)] (My Nigga!) You send em will

Picture Soundtrack Written by Jonathan Buck, Phillip "Silky" White & Dominiquinn Some will tell you It's impossible to do what you want to do Even

it really enough for you to be satisfied You always know that you're beautiful Do you see the beauty that I see inside, inside you So much that I want to do

to see When you get close to me you make me feel the heat I never met anyone quite like you, baby Extend your love to me Let me give you what you need [Chorus] Jon