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Ain't the type to let you tell her what she needs Ain't gon' sit or stand around I laid them all, I leave 'em sick, mamacita on me One touch is never allowed She said, "What you want, what you want, what you want, what you want, what you want, what you want, what you want? What you want, what you want, what you want, what you want, what you want, what you want, what you want?" Ooh, ooh Where you going? Where you going? Where you going? Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh I need a winning woman, a Wonder Woman A Gal Gadot, sophisticated and hot She knowing what she doing, like the music here When she step on the scene she could light up the block, uh Sitting all, took her, make her awesome Simple hearts [?] Had too many women, I know Who could look at your soul, just from looking at you I heard she got these niggas falling at her feet She kneels to no one with her golden crown You'd be the one, play ball You'd be the one, play ball Have mercy on me, put some magic on me SongtexteBe my guide in the dark, uh Have mercy on me, put some magic on me Be my guide in the dark, guide in the dark Ooh, ooh Where you going? Where you going? Where you going? Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh So when did we become so sophisticated and smart And trying so hard that we forgot that we were animals? But never her, I never heard a creature make such sounds It never would occur to people her up-downs Convertible would murder evil, pup-pup hounds, just been dogging her Courtesy and real love found, just been dodging her Mr. Man, misogyny hands, been massaging her If she ran and blew up her town, shit, I would pardon her Put a part in her scalp, scratch her dandruff Put her heart in your hand, she threw a tantrum Better let her get that shit off, bug repellent Hell, they've been telling her nonsense forever Hear some Melvin and Bluenotes is all she know Murder, murder, murder, m-murder is all she wrote Perverted, she prefer to be hurted, claw her throat All the dirty verdicts, she learns watching soaps Yeah Ooh, ooh Where you going? Where you going? Where you going? Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Semi-automatic with the passion when we making love Never made it to the bed, sexing on the living room floor Now she on the warpath, homie probably best that you don't piss her off Got this woman on the prowl, on the hunt she gon' eat 'em all And she know what she looking for, know what she looking for She said she got herself some Louboutins, got her self some Louboutins Not indecisive, indecisive at all She know what she looking for, got her some Louboutins Ooh, ooh Where you going? Where you going? Where you going? Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Aus Songtexte Mania