Who Want It

[Intro: T-Pain]

Yea

Nappy Boy

FBI Man

[Verse 1: T-Pain]

From the second I was born I was in debt

Feel like I'm trying to fuck a bitch without a dick and she keep asking "Is it in yet?"

But then I gave the game a chin check

Told her sit your ass down and be happy I ain't fucking your friends yet

Hitting licks with a gun

Waving so many four-fives you'd think one of my hands was missin a thumb (Damn)

Got the whole industry on his knees

Record execs trying to steal my blow pop before I get to the gum

Uhh yea I'm everywhere that you won't be

So there's ain't no use trying that hating shit on me

Cause I'm gone speak, Nappy Boy everybody put your hands in teamwork on 3

Get to the money, hit the flea market and blow out

Something for your kids and niggas think you trying to show out

The only time I show out is when my record on replay

Hop out that Bugatti in some mother fucking PJ's

Bitch

Now who want it?

[Chorus: Severe]

Holy shit mother fucker god damn

That's what they say when they see me in my lam

I'm back in the streets and I'm bringing my fam

All of these wannabes know who I am

Haters got a problem with me and my man

But they get missing when its time to go ham

I'm on the grind and I won't stop for no man

Better get with the mother fucking program

[Verse 2: T-Pain]

I got bitches doing splits, hoes doing back bends

And niggas feeling awkward like a white dude with black friends

My Cadillac swims, Greg Louganis

If she ain't fucking me I kick her out quicker then Liu Kang (Whoo, Whoopsie!)

Do not fuck with him you don't want him

Cuz its a chance I might bust like and old condom

Yea, Its not as safe as you thought it was

My bass hit hard like it's a safe in my boxing glove (Boom!)

Uhh you should have got on and ran off

Jump out the window and pray to god you land soft

Keep talking shit and fuck around and piss my man off

And he gonna pull out something that can probably shoot your hand off

Thats hysteria having ?rigery? He getting shot in his frame I'm changing the scenery

He keep talking like he is that grown

And somebody gonna have to photoshop his limbs back on mother fucker

Yea, haha

Now who want it?

[Chorus: Severe]

Holy shit mother fucker god damn

That's what they say when they see me in my lam

I'm back in the streets and I'm bringing my fam

All of these wannabes know who I am

Haters got a problem with me and my man

But they get missing when its time to go ham

I'm on the grind and I won't stop for no man

Better get with the mother fucking program

[Verse 3: T-Pain]

3rd time Pizzle

Pardon my expression I'm just so disgusting

Bitches got me stressin' I sex em then fuck em

Then I make look to the music for a couple weeks

The say money talks come hear my Gucci duffles speak

But luckily, you niggas fuck with me

So I'mma auto-tune the whole world and take it up a key

I keep it snuck on me

Thats why your girls said she felt something else where my fucking belt buckle be

I'm too raw for the meat market

That's why it takes no time to get the beef started

Teddy Pain I'm harder then some fuckin Caridnals

They say I'm broke, bitch is you fucking retarded?

I'll turn your whole click into half a man

I drop bombs, these niggas think I'm from pakistan

He spitting fighting words, so we have to fight

But most of you pussies ain't worth dick, hermaphrodite

Shit, now who the fuck want it!?

[Chorus: Severe]

Holy shit mother fucker god damn

That's what they say when they see me in my lam

I'm back in the streets and I'm bringing my fam

All of these wannabes know who I am

Haters got a problem with me and my man

But they get missing when its time to go ham

I'm on the grind and I won't stop for no man

Better get with the mother fucking program