Method Man - Wu-wear: The Garment Renaissance Lyrics
Intro: method manAint what you want babyIts what you need babyAint what you want babyIts what you neeeeeeeedVerse one: rzaYo diamond crystal rings sharp like iciclesNickel plated pistols, official wu-wear covers my physicalInsulated thermal while others drain they co four butt solosPhotographic photo type static great motivated soldierOr wu say boulder head flowerYou can detect the true and living God from the scorerKeep your sword straight, maintain your weightBut he ate too much monosodiumglutumate, and polysorbateAnd drug rate concentrate, with sodium benzoateBy the chicken thighs and tryglyceridesAnd this ***** advertised her breast sizeEighty-five didnt realize, til the truth opened up his eyesThen he became highly civilizedAnd spent time amongst the wise, went through a garment renaissanceAnd stopped wearing benettonTommy hill, perry ellis, nautica, or liz claiborneOcean pacific, fila, bill blass and leave fittedQuit the armani sweaters with the gucci wool knittedNow all he buys, kanis, cross colours, shabazz brothersMecca, pelly pell, 88, north q, bear and a few othersFor the new year, strictly wu-wearChorus: method manAint what you want babyIts what you need babyAint what you waaaaaantVerse two: cappadonnaPele egg-head the top dresserOne man catalog the london fog casual hogBiere denim with the cash wu nike and kangol kingEveryday, dlo jacket he gripped with the drawstringFila supply big daddy started haveta brown skin derbyMaster tommy hil advilDouble button woolridge, red dickie turtleneckMockneck, eighteen carat holdin my twenty-two shineIn this like macys or bloomingdalesThe century 21 son, the new portfolio dunnNow its my time, asian wu-wear, cap and fleece wearOne wear plaids the don will hold the best for all wearPlus blue wear, wu-wear, whats going onWere the best of this year, wu-wear and fleece wearVerse three: method manAint what you want babyIts what you need babyJust come see meSatisfaction guaranteed babyJust hold your own babyAnd just rock on babyI got this wine on my mindFeelin fine darlinNow all you see babyAint what you need babyI wanna know just how lowIt goesOfficial nasty asses, straight shots in dirty glassesWu-wear fleece for you and your stinkin pieceHard time and killer tacticsJust hold your own babyNow just rock on babyI got this wine on my mindFeelin fine darlinNow all you see babyAint what you need babyI wanna know just how lowIt goJust hold your own babyNow just rock on babyI got this wine on my mindFeelin fine darlinNow all you see babyAint what you need babyI wanna know, how low, it go
