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letra de what u want - lancey foux & skepta

[intro: lancey foux]
(it’s f-ckin’ redda, f—f-cking redda)
yeah
eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, why won’t you leave me alone? (huh)
(jay trench)
eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up (chyeah)
eat it up, eat it up (chyeah)

[chorus: lancey foux]
i’m in my zone, what you want?
please stop callin’ my phone, what you want?
ex-drug dealer but i still got stock
got x, got lean, got perc, what you want?
cool lil’ baddie can’t leave me alone
with my other ting right now, what you want?
n-ggas lookin’ for smoke ’til they find me
start actin’ lost, what you want?

[verse 1: lancey foux]
you know i don’t take no prisoners (huh)
come through on that troll ting, come through actin’ innocent (d-ckhead)
n-ggas said that they rollin’, tables turn, i’m spinnin’ it (hеy)
and i come through bowling, s-xy ting, i’m pinnin’ it (yeah)
if lifе is a game, then you know us man been winnin’ it (woo)
if the four-five ain’t got adhd, then i got the ritalin (round)
skep come through like mob boss, i come through like kingpin (chyeah)
all of my chains on anywhere, they call me sickening
all of my chains on, hit her from the back, she bust
takin’ the frame off, paint the picture like van gogh
they don’t even know my foot on they neck, like i’m so hands off
tryna’ put four-hundred cars in a barn, so tanned off (so tanned off)
[chorus: lancey foux & skepta]
i’m in my zone, what you want?
please stop callin’ my phone, what you want?
ex-drug dealer but i still got stock
got x, got lean, got perc, what you want?
cool lil’ baddie can’t leave me alone
with my other ting right now, what you want?
n-ggas lookin’ for smoke ’til they find me (yeah)
start actin’ lost, what you want? (yeah, brrt, brrt)

[verse 2: skepta]
you see the tat’s on my neck, new campaign, i’m back on the net (back in a sec’)
oh, they want me to post a story, i’ma need two-hundred racks and a check
twenty years time, i’ma still be in my prime, and i put that on my set (set)
they wanna be on the blogs, they need the clout, i cannot gas on the net
i’m sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, i’ma look after my daughter
say you get paid, please, please, please, how you go halves on a quarter? (how?)
i jump on the beat and it’s torture (trust), shut up and sit in the corner (greaze)
you listen to my music, say you don’t like it, p-ssy, you really a stalker
i’ma get paid regardless (ice), f-ck all these n-ggas, they harmless
check my sh-t, i been f-ckin’ these p-ssio’s up. i been catchin’ them charges (trust)
i was that young n-gga steppin’ out with my skeng to all the dances (smoke)
grab my shank when i grab my phone and keys, i ain’t takin’ no chances, straight greaze

- lancey foux skepta

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