What They Want
by Russ

Album: There's Really a Wolf (2015)
Charted: 83
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  • Yeah (ooh)
    Yeah (oh)
    (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
    They let us in the rap game
    (Mmm, yeah, yeah)
    I swear they let me in this motherfucking rap game

    Got a chick, I call her Lola, she feel like the ocean
    Like to drink and smoke some doja and I feel like smokin'
    Plus she good at charmin' cobras, I feel like I'm chosen
    But she ain't the only one, no
    Got a chick, I call her Katia, she be actin' bougie
    The she came through and topped me off, now she just a groupie
    Got the aura of the mafia, her friends wish they knew me
    But they ain't the only ones, no, no

    What they want, what they want, what they want
    Dollar signs, yeah, I know it's what they want
    What they want, what they want, what they want
    Y'all ain't foolin' me at all, ooh, ooh, ooh

    I been at this shit for nine years, now they start to call
    I'm a DIY pioneer, they tryna get involved
    Yippee ki-yay, aw yeah, 'bout to set it off
    I'm probably the only one, yeah
    Come correct when you approach me, I can size you up
    Takin' all the shots like Kobe, almost 81
    Guess I gotta play the goalie and go and save me some
    I'm probably the only one, yeah

    What they want, what they want, what they want
    Dollar signs, yeah, I know it's what they want
    What they want, what they want, what they want
    Y'all ain't foolin' me at all, ooh, ooh, ooh

    Who wants my money? I'll tell you who I don't fuck with
    Who's pullin' strings? I'm just pointing out all the puppets
    What I'm demanding is fucking up all the budgets
    I'm smart as fuck, they be talkin' like I'm the dumbest
    But I know what they want from me, dollars, lot of stock in me
    It ain't nothin' personal, it's business and I'm a commodity
    But honestly, Pop Pop would be turning in his grave
    The day I let someone else become the boss of me
    When there's a boss in me, I'll be damned

    What they want, what they want, what they want
    Dollar signs, yeah, I know it's what they want
    What they want, what they want, what they want
    Y'all ain't foolin' me at all, ooh, ooh, ooh Writer/s: Russell James Vitale
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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