Chords and Lyrics Russ - What They Want
Artist : Russ - What They Want
Song : What They Want
Intro :
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Ooooooo
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They let us in the rap game
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I swear they let me in the motherfucking rap game
Verse 1 :
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Got a chick, I call her Lola
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She feel like the ocean
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Like to drink and smoke some doja
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And I feel like smokin'
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Plus she good at charmin' cobras
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I feel like I'm chosen
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But she ain't the only one, no
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Got a chick, I call her Katia
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She be actin bougie
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Then she came through and topped me off
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Now she just a groupie
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Got the aura of the Mafia
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Her friends wish they knew me
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But they ain't the only ones, no no
Hook :
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What they want, what they want, what they want
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Dollar signs, yeah, I know it's what they want
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What they want, what they want, what they want
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Y'all ain't foolin' me at all
Verse 2 :
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I been at this shit for 9 years, now they startin' to call
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I'm a DIY pioneer, they tryna get involved
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Yippee kiyay, aw yeah, 'bout to set it off
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I'm probably the only one, yeah
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Come correct when you approach me, I can size you up
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Takin' all the shots like Kobe, almost 81
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Guess I gotta play the goalie and go and save me some
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I'm probably the only one, ye-ah
Hook :
C#m A C#m
What they want, what they want, what they want
C#m A C#m
Dollar signs, yeah, I know it's what they want
C#m A C#m
What they want, what they want, what they want
G# F#m G#
Y'all ain't foolin' me at all
Verse 3 :
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Who wants my money, I'll tell you who I don't fuck with
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Who's pullin' strings, I'm just pointing out all the puppets
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What I'm demanding is fucking up all the budgets
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I'm smart as fuck, they be talkin' like I'm the dumbest
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But I know what they want from me
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Dollars, lotta stock in me
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It ain't nothin' personal, it's business and I'm a commodity
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But honestly, Pop Pop would be turnin' in his grave
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The day I let someone else become the boss of me
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When there's a boss in me, I'll be damned
Hook :
C#m A C#m
What they want, what they want, what they want
C#m A C#m
Dollar signs, yeah, I know it's what they want
C#m A C#m
What they want, what they want, what they want
G# F#m G#
Y'all ain't foolin' me at all