You Know What I Want

[Chorus: Rell]

You know what I want

She slides me her number to call her, and hit her up later

You know what I want

Then I call and we talk and you tell me you're digging my flavor

You're just what I want

And all the while in my mind, I'm just thinking of how I wanna taste her

'Cause you know what I want

'Cause you know what I want

[Verse 1: Rell]

You know what I want

And I know what you need, baby

You know what I want

And I'm just waiting for the opportunity, baby

You know what I want

I gotta lot of girls, but I only want you tonight, lady

'Cause you're just what I want

Got this desire inside of me, and you're the spark I need to light

You know

[Chorus: Rell]

You know what I want

She slides me her number to call her, and hit her up later

You know what I want

Then I call and we talk and you tell me you're digging my flavor

You're just what I want

All the while in my mind, I'm just thinking how I wanna taste ya

'Cause you know what I want, you know what I want

[Verse 2: Rell]

[Pre-Chorus: Rell]

[Chorus: Rell]

You know what I want

She slides me her number to call her, and hit her up later

You know what I want

Then I call and we talk and you tell me you're digging my flavor

You're just what I want

And all the while in my mind, I'm just thinking of how I wanna taste her

'Cause you know what I want

'Cause you know what I want

[Verse 3: Cam'ron, Rell]

(This that one-two step right here)

It is – K.F.C., V.I.P., .45 A.C.P., rocks in the A.C.G.'s

I'm in the V12, you in a V8

My whip leaning like it need a V8

Got my 3-8 (That's a revolver), once again, the Set is D-I-P (Uh-huh)

A.P.G., CL-5 AMG (What up, black!)

D.T.'s A.P.B., at home, put on your A.D.T.'s

Know how to A-D-D (Mathematician, ma!)

We the modern day B.D.P. (Uh-huh)

If you wanna join the crew, then you must see me

I got shit like PS3, I'm E.F. Hutton

Jean suit, V.S. buttons – he just stuntin'

Roll up a blunt, call up a stunt (You know!)

Tell her I want head, 'cause (You know what I want!)

Killa slang rock, Harlem to Bangkok

Rell, what you want? There's not much I ain't got

Holla... Killa!

[Bridge: Rell]

You know what I want

And it's no mystery

Let's make this shit happen, babe

'Cause (You) you (Know) know (What) what (I!) I want

(You know what I want) Yeah

[Chorus: Rell]

You know what I want

She slides me her number to call her, and hit her up later

You know what I want

Then I call and we talk and you tell me you're digging my flavor

You're just what I want

And all the while in my mind, I'm just thinking of how I wanna taste her

'Cause you know what I want

'Cause you know what I want