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G.O.O.D. Music has arrived I said its time to put your hands in the air And wave them around like you just don't care Yeah Okay, Mr. Moon Man, has arrived And to them lame niggas keep the middle finger high I'm kinda like my mind, would you mind if we fly Not rhymin' in metaphor, talkin 'bout G4 But Whatever you want, want, want, want, want, want, want Whatever you want, want, want, want, want, want, want Whatever you want, you could quit your day job You could be my Kate, I could be your A-Rod Christian Louboutin, ma telling you could model Not you, a Real Housewife of Chicago Whatever you want, want, want, want, want, want, want Whatever you want, want, want, want, want, want, want Yeah, B-I, G, look To all the Halle Berrys and the younger Tony Braxtons It's time to cut, glad you made the casting Look at my jewelry, damn that shit's flashin' Not only do I love it, I love it with a passion Whatever you want, want, want, want, want, want, want Whatever you want, want, want, want, want, want, want Ayo I pull up in the, errr umm, Benz And the girls say, "Ahh", like they imitatin' Prince Okay, when I circle the block, hop in Me, you and your friends That's a win win win Do whatever you Whatever you want, want, want, want, want, want, want Whatever you want, want, want, want, want, want, want Ladies this is in your best interest like a feminist If going out with him don't come with benefits Then why would you even wanna reminisce? When you could apply in time for a membership And get whatever you want, want, want, want, want Now its time to put your hands in the air And wave them around like you just don't care And once your done with that keep your hands up high And if you with your girl let me see you get live Hey girl, we 'gon live it up tonight Hey girl, welcome to the grammy life Hey girl, you know how this goes Doesn't get old, centerfold Is all I know Whatever you want You would think I would recycle by the way I found my last chick Cause all she want is paper or plastic And won't be happy until she find herself a draft pick Or a D-boy with money in the mattress So raise up your glasses And lets toast to the good life Whatever you want, want, want, want, want, want, want Whatever you want, want, want, want, want, want, want So go ahead, you can drink whatever that you like to Champagne, Remy, or a little bit of Sky Blu Yeah we up in VI, I'm right beside you Scream like you like to You're lucky that I like you So get what you want to Whatever you want, want, want, want, want, want, want Whatever you want, want, want, want, want, want, want Whatever you want, you know that I want you Be my turntable, lemme spin somethin' on you It's the good life, that I wanna loan you You know what its like for you to come home to Whatever you want, want, want, want, want, want, want Whatever you want, want, want, want, want, want, want Now as soon as I change up Everybody else tryna step they game up Won't they, don't they, will they, nah Still niggas feel Ye So do whatever y'all want, whats the deal, eh? Whatever you want, want, want, want, want, want, want Whatever you want, want, want, want, want, want, want I see them hoes over there they ain't you And all the superficials want to trade your shoes I see and never mind everything they might say Baby girl sex good as well as the BJs And a nigga can't front Hey girl, we gon live it up tonight Hey girl, welcome to the Grammy life Hey girl, you know hows this goes Doesn't get old, centerfold Is all I know Whatever you want La la la la Whatever you want La la la la la la La la la la
Writer(s): James Brown, John Stephens, Kanye Omari West, Jeffrey Bhasker, Christopher Davis, Dexter Mills Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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