[Missy]
I can rock a party with a glass of Hennessey
I know I make yall sick with the way I boogie
My fake a** friends wanna hang out tonight
Ill tell em follow me then Ill ditch em at the light
I see em at the club, they wanna know why Im whilin
Cause I smoke weed now Im high like a pilot
Spendin more cheese than you throw on a salad
Hand me my mike, if you bout it, then Im bout it
[MC Lyte]
Mmmm, yea Im bout it
Dont doubt it, dont doubt it
Im the MC Lyte boo but please dont crowd me
Cause my security might get rowdy
Make em punch you out and watch your vision go cloudy
Now all you freaks wanna speak cuz Im back
Stick to your gossip like the glue to your tracks
I never liked your a**, by the way, cuz youre wack
Give a dog a bone so heres a Lyte snack
[CHORUS: Mocha]
Yo yo (yo) want what i got
Come through then
You at home wit a safe you aint got nothin in
Ask how I got it and keep it comin in
From hustlin, doublin and publishin (publishin)
Want what I got
Come through then
You at home wit a safe you aint got nothin in (nothin in)
Ask how I got it and keep it comin in
From hustlin, doublin and publishin
[Verse Two: MC Lyte]
Used to be a rookie singin Latti Datti
Now me and Missy beco-rockin the party
Flooded Movado aint I fly though
Never let em see you comin, thats my motto
Im on it, Im on it, I had the n**** goin
Said I was hot tomali, mind blowin
Its crucial, how some folks get bourgeois
Or bourgeois, did I lose you or did you lose me
Either way we miles apart
Im hittin the ribbon, you at the start
Im never, ever, ever, gonna let you think
That your s*** dont stink
So dont come around here thinkin you cant get it
Youll be the first to admit it
How you got punked by hip-hops greatest
Missy and Lyte bringin you the latest, yo yo
[Repeat CHORUS]
[Missy]
I treat n***** like they my hoe
Blaze em then I go
Straight to the Nikko
Meet another Puerto Rico
Cute like tico
Copy me like kinko
You know Ima freak, yo
I dont love them amigos
Im straight to their pockets
Bow all their sockets
Im plush like carpet
They wanna stick the target
I dont give a f*** what you rock
Cuz you see what I got, want what I got
[Repeat CHORUS]
[Mocha]
Want what I got
[Repeat CHORUS]
I can rock a party with a glass of Hennessey
I know I make yall sick with the way I boogie
My fake a** friends wanna hang out tonight
Ill tell em follow me then Ill ditch em at the light
I see em at the club, they wanna know why Im whilin
Cause I smoke weed now Im high like a pilot
Spendin more cheese than you throw on a salad
Hand me my mike, if you bout it, then Im bout it
[MC Lyte]
Mmmm, yea Im bout it
Dont doubt it, dont doubt it
Im the MC Lyte boo but please dont crowd me
Cause my security might get rowdy
Make em punch you out and watch your vision go cloudy
Now all you freaks wanna speak cuz Im back
Stick to your gossip like the glue to your tracks
I never liked your a**, by the way, cuz youre wack
Give a dog a bone so heres a Lyte snack
[CHORUS: Mocha]
Yo yo (yo) want what i got
Come through then
You at home wit a safe you aint got nothin in
Ask how I got it and keep it comin in
From hustlin, doublin and publishin (publishin)
Want what I got
Come through then
You at home wit a safe you aint got nothin in (nothin in)
Ask how I got it and keep it comin in
From hustlin, doublin and publishin
[Verse Two: MC Lyte]
Used to be a rookie singin Latti Datti
Now me and Missy beco-rockin the party
Flooded Movado aint I fly though
Never let em see you comin, thats my motto
Im on it, Im on it, I had the n**** goin
Said I was hot tomali, mind blowin
Its crucial, how some folks get bourgeois
Or bourgeois, did I lose you or did you lose me
Either way we miles apart
Im hittin the ribbon, you at the start
Im never, ever, ever, gonna let you think
That your s*** dont stink
So dont come around here thinkin you cant get it
Youll be the first to admit it
How you got punked by hip-hops greatest
Missy and Lyte bringin you the latest, yo yo
[Repeat CHORUS]
[Missy]
I treat n***** like they my hoe
Blaze em then I go
Straight to the Nikko
Meet another Puerto Rico
Cute like tico
Copy me like kinko
You know Ima freak, yo
I dont love them amigos
Im straight to their pockets
Bow all their sockets
Im plush like carpet
They wanna stick the target
I dont give a f*** what you rock
Cuz you see what I got, want what I got
[Repeat CHORUS]
[Mocha]
Want what I got
[Repeat CHORUS]