Wyclef Jean - However You Want It Lyrics
Hook:However you want it, you dont want it, cuz when you get it it hurtsYour body carried out the churchMom, she be cryin holdin on to her purse sayin... (oh my baby!)They shoulda took me firstHowever you want it, you dont want it, cuz when you get it it hurtsYour body carried out the churchMom, she be cryin holdin on to her purse sayin... (oh...)[verse 1]AiyyoWhat yall thought I was too busy writin songs with whitney houstonCuz *my loves your love* will be my slugs wit bloodFor any thug that wanna bang and play orangutangFind yourself in the river with the rest of themWake up, wake up, Im in a nightmare dreamWhere I found myself loadin magazines after magazinesSki mask on my face, gun on my waistFine pens shakin in my hand as I write this next lineYou look strange, shootin victims at close rangeAnd saw his vein burst from his neck, as I snatched his chainIs this a bible, I used to read the gospelUntil I got betrayed by one of my twelve disciplesWhich one, look through the crowd sonYou could spot the traitor wit a tatto on his armThe symbol is a microphone, an intellectualA wannabe rakim, but too extraterrestrialI heard hes lethal and Im too rusty to battle himMe being rusty is like biggie not being *born again*It never happen, watch who you call famOn mtv, he painted himself as the tin manPredicted platinum, way before it happenedSo thats why when you ship gold, you only sold aluminumAnd now you wanna tell everybody I messed up your record?Cmon!Hook[verse 2]You a thug? you aint a murderer, just an undercover caligulaCuz when you saw the luger became silent like caesarEnough of this rap stuff, sedeck take his watchIf I wasnt rappin, Id take that stash in your left socksDont make me raise my voice cuz Im masterin a cooSo, and besides when they find you youll be bonesMom say watch my peers, hangin like chandeliersOrderin don p, you couldnt pay for one beerPerpetratin, a fraud, oh god, you aint hardTake thirty of yall to murder one kid on the boulevardYou want wyclef jean, bring your same thug guysHeres my advice, leave the ring with your brideCuz you aint comin back no moreWe gon send you to a vacation for two, with crabs on the seashoreYou freeze up, hold up I really thought you was psychoticIs that tears in your eyes? you cryin for your lifeKid you tellin me what you did, you didnt wanna doWatch what you say on record cuz it might come trueHookOutro:Should I take them? should I wait?Should I take them? should I wait?Should I take them? should I wait?I say *no woman, no cry* like I should own a piece of the estateBut at the tribute they didnt invite meSo I put in a call to halis alassiHe said be easy, aint no need to bust a shot (blow! blow! blow! blow!)Like supercat said, yo the ghettos red hotBefore bling, bling, bling it was bling, bling, bling!
