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So What'cha Want (The Remixes) Lyrics

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I Probably Got A Half A Buck... 
Yes But You Walk The Hip... 

Hee Ha Ha Ha... 
You Don't Stop, You keep On 
Yea You Don't Stop 
You Can't Front All That To The S.K.V., You Don't Stop 
Whooo... 

Well Just Plug Me In Just Like I Was Eddie Harris 
You're Eating Crazy Cheese Like You'd Think I'm From Paris
You Know I Get Fly You Think I Get High 
You Know That I'm Gone And I'm A Tell You All Why 
So Tell Me Who Are You Dissing Maybe I'm Missing 
The Reason That You're Smiling or Wilding So Listen 
In My Head I Just Want To Take 'em Down Imagination 
Set Loose And I'm Gonna Shake 'em Down Let It Flow Like A Mud Slide
When I Get On I Like To Ride And Glide 
I've Got Depth Of Perception In My Text Y'all 
I Get Props At My Mention 'Cause I Vex Y'All 

So What'cha What'cha What'cha Want 
I So Funny With The Money That You Flaunt 
I Said Where'd You Get Your Information From Huh 
You Think That You Can Front When Revelation Comes 
Yea You Can't Front On That 

Well They Call Me Mike D The Ever Loving Man
I'm Like Spoonie Gee I'm The Metropolitician 
You Scream And You Holler About My Chevy Impala 
But The Sweat Is Getting Wet Around The Ring Around Your Collar 
But Like A Dream I'm Flowing Without No Stopping 
Sweeter Than A Cherry Pie With Ready Whip Topping 
Goin' From Mic To Mic Kickin' It Wall To Wall 
Well I'll Be Calling Out You People Like A Casting Call 
It's Wack When You're Jacked In The Back Of A Ride 
With Your Know With Your Flow When You're Out Getting By 
Believe Me What You See Is What You Get 
And You See Me I'm Coming Off As You Can Bet 
I Think I'm Losing My Mind This Time 
This Time I'm Losing My Mind That's Right 
Said I Think I'm Losing My Mind This Time, This Time, I'm Lossing My Mind...
Yea You Can't Front On That 
But Little Do You Know About Something That I Talk 
About I'm Tired Of Driving It's Due Time That I Walk About 
But In The Meantime, I'm Wise To The Demise 
I've Got Eyes In The Back Of My Head So I Realize 
Well I'm Dr. Spock I'm Here To Rock Y'All 
I Want You Off The Wall If You're Playing The Wall 

I Said What'cha What'cha What'cha Want A What'cha Want
I Said What'cha What'cha What'cha Want A What'cha Want 

Y'All Suckers Write Me Checks And Then They Bounce 
So I Reach In My Pocket For The Fresh Amount 
See I'm The Long Leaner Victor The Cleaner 
I'm The Illest Motherfucker From Here To Gardena 
I'm As Cool As A Cucumber In A Bowl Of Hot Sauce 
You've Got The Rhyme And Reason But No Cause 
Well If You're Hot To Trot You Think You're Slicker 
Than Grease I've Got News For Your Crew 
You'll Be Sucking Like A Leach 
Yea You Can't Front On That

So What'cha What'cha What'cha Want So What'cha Want
So What'cha What'cha What'cha Want What'cha Want 
I Said What'cha What'cha What'cha Want So What'cha Want
So What'cha What'cha What'cha Want So What'cha Want 

I've Got The Big Brown Boots When You Wanna Get Kicked
Like A Rhyme From The Heart And The Mind 
There Was A Time When The Front Got Licked 
I Took A Hit Off The Green Then Blew A Smoke Screen 
No Visine, Just A Little Afro-Sheen 
And A High Times Magizine 
I'd Like To Smoke Ya'll 
But The Pig Come Sweatin' 
They Like The Smell Of The Weed I'm Smokin' 
They Can't Have None Of The Number One Sus Stash 
So Keep Your Hands Off The Hash 
And Don't Act Rash Cause If You Move Too Fast 
I'll Pull Out My Gat And Blast Your Sorry Ass 
A You Can Kiss My Ass It's The M. To The I. To The K. to the E. To The D. Ya'll

So What'cha Want (The Remixes) Lyrics

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