They Want It, But No Lyrics – Tobe Nwigwe
Drink, glow [?]
Clip, pot, smoke, they
They want the drug, they want the glow
They want my soul, they want the way
I keep a crib, I keep a pot
Who want the smoke, who want the fade
Look, I know you want my number
I know you want my number
What else do you wanna take [?]
Why the hell am I in this jungle?
Look, I know you want my number
I know you want my number
What else do you wanna take [?]
Why the hell am I in this jungle?
Why the hell [?]
A little wrinkle in time, make you put the [?]
Find out what I’m ’bout from the inside out
Right off the hat [?]
Find out what we drop off in the house
We gon’ worry ’bout how to kick us all out
Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch
That was [?]
My whole booty devouring
Vouch for the poems out of my mouth
My mama told me not to be a hot lit
Granny helped me take the eyes brow
I know I’m itty bitty, sittin’ pretty
If the situation sticky, lights out
But for right now, it’s funny how
They want the drug, they want the glow
They want my soul, they want the way
I keep a crib, I keep a pot
Who want the smoke, who want the fade
You cannot have it all (No)
What’s understanding for?
Drink, glow [?]
Clip, pot, smoke, they
They want the drug, they want the glow
They want my soul, they want the way
I keep a crib, I keep a pot
Who want the smoke, who want the fade
You cannot have it all (No)
What’s understanding for?
Drug, glow, crib, pot
Soul, way, crib, pot
Smoke, fade (Yeah)
I get on my feet falling
I feel like I be falling
How could this be falling
My body is falling
I get on my feet, falling
I feel like I breath, falling
My body is, falling
Back on my feet, falling
Officer, officer, I swear, I ain’t really got no out with you
Officer, officer, make me wanna
Officer, officer, make me wanna (Ah)
Officer, officer, make me wanna (Ah)
Officer, officer, make me wanna
