Gang Starr - She Knowz What She Wants Lyrics
This jam is dedicatedTo that woman that knows what she wantsAnd just how to get it, word upShe knows what she wants (2x)Yo, she knows what she wantsShe knows what she wants and just how to get itShe knows what she wantsYeah, she knows what she wantsShe knows what she wantsShe knows what she wants and just how to get itShe knows what she wants, shes bold so she flauntsHer hourglass jewels to mad clienteleRejected oh well, she aint goin to no hotelNot the frantic freak type, but if you speak rightYou get to take her out and dig her out on a weeknightWeekends, she wants to spend your endsHer shopping spree is colossal, attitude semi-hostileMack diva senorita, no reefer, no pizza, justShrimp and lobsters, champagne and mobstersSuckin up the cream like a vac to a carpetStrictly black market now youre her next targetWatch out... cause yo she knows what she wantsShe knows what she wants (2x)Yo, she knows what she wantsShe knows what she wants and just how to get itSpotted her in the club, with her crew nearbyHer looks are a lullaby, to pass us by, shes too flyNever gunshy, hair is blown dryShe craves a wiseguy to help her gain amplifySo when you say, yo baby, she aint gotta say hi to yaCause prior to this, he put rocks on her neck and wristPlus a fat joint on her fingerYou best to have a batch of scratch and treats to bring herAnd if you happen to luck up and get inYoull find yourself another jealous trick-ass boyfriendAnd furthermore the mink shes donning is stunningBlinding your senses dunn, never put the twoBefore the one son...Its the lesson well learnedIts going down!*scratched* its the lesson well learnedIts going down!She knows what she wants (2x)Yo, she knows what she wantsYeah, she knows what she wants and just how to get itNever fall victim to a chicken you was stickinEven if you think the punanny might be finger-lickinNever fall victim to a wicked womans waysWhy son? shes trying to get paid, check itOne: she said she wanted to give me a sonTwo: she said she didnt like my crewThree: she never ever cooked for meFour: she was my cheri amore -- yeah rightIt was all hype, I needed more insightIn retrospect, I know I slept from the first nightShe did a split and that was itGave up my pimp license, and flipped my whole friggin scriptBut now Im back like the isleys moving wiselySizing up the situation, keeping honies waitingCause I got more to do, than to be sucked dryThis tough guy, will get by, while the chickens wonder whyI dont be callin cause its like ex to next kidI know what I want, and just how to get itLike her, no disrespect miss
