MC Virtuoso

Want Me
There it isYou know it's about to go down rightThe place is here, and the time is nowcome on[Virtuoso]Virtuoso ask for her by nameOnly the fliest mamis are playas in my gameChocolate thai reign stay high like a planeIt's Cambridge baby ain't a damn thing changedMy aim, is to be the top dogYou yap ya trap but it's only talk thoughI'm not soft, the beef popped off the sweet got tossedAnd even salty cats crawl on they backWe calm and relaxed, cause we know we got is sowedHey galito, o-ohhhh, hey yoThe Virtuoso blow O's of droAnd yo the way reign thereI swear my nose should glowI told ya so, sick like polioIt's only four, twenty honey child you knowAnd yes ya dressed fresh on yo breastSlip it off and girl let yo hips do the talkin'[Hook]We came to party, so girl shake yo bodySongtexteGirl I see you want me, so let's get it on(Where all the ladies at)(We came to party, so boy shake your body)(Look I see you want me, so let's get it on)[Iyadonna]Giorgio Armani, Gianni, VersaceGlowin' wrists, less chicks solo my type of partySomebody, who came in them, fancy ringersAnd'll snatch me up to dance wid himMy women friends all hold it downNo poke holdin' handsAt the bar wid bills out cause we holdin' themIt was like, ten of them, and since my man ain't herelet me attend to them, Avirex is dress-tedOn top of Armani X it's for the big chestedMy God, I'm so impressed and, fully restedAnything get outta hand, it's cause, we let itChickens get heated and call us conceited but they respect itI worked real hard for the trump necklaceAnd I'm workin' real hard toward the truck LexusG.S., no B.S., Iya stay holdin' it downOfficialized down to a V.S[Hook][Virtuoso]Gimme sixteen and I make a chick creamTwist green dro flow 'til my wrist gleamMy top so hot ock I got spit steamAnd get between more dips lips than ListerineI'm slick machine oil I boil and bubble upWe tryna party why are y'all bringin' trouble upYou want me catch me on the floor honeys rubbin' upChocolate on both sides lookin' like a double stuffedOreo cookie, and I'm sorry y'all rookiesThink I failed on a bet make a call to your bookieNow, what's the odds Virtuoso ain't harder prints pressin'?Just count ya blessings and thank GodThat I made another recordMy troops scoop and get the flava honeys nakedGettin' major money check it ISmoke the lye and scope the thighsAnd if you messin' with my night I might choke a guyBecause[Hook] Aus Songtexte Mania