Lil Xxel, Tyga & Coi Leray – What U Want Lyrics

Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh (You my)
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
(Right Now Sound)
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
(Sound)
(Hitmaka!)
(B-B-Bankroll Got It)
(D-Diego)

What you, what you want? (Want)
I got freaky ways to put you on (On, yeah)
Dress you up in Saint Laurent (Oh, yeah)
Speak that voodoo with my tongue (Woah, yeah)
What you, what you want? (Want)
I got freaky ways to put you on (On), yeah
Dress you up in Saint Laurent (Saint Laurent, yeah)
Speak that voodoo with my tongue (With my tongue, yeah)

She’s so, mhm, mhm, yeah, yeah
I’m tryna tell you what’s up, yeah
Sippin’ away ’cause she pretty
I’m feelin’ saditty, I’m fillin’ my cup, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I’m tryna tell you get with me
I’ll take you on trips, you just tell me the city, yeah (Yeah)
In the islands, we be chillin’
I got me a check so you know we be litty, yeah
Tell me, tell me what you need (Uh-huh)
You know I’m all in (All)
I can get you everything (Mhm-hmm)
You know I got it (Got)
Baby girl bad and she bougie
I keep it one hunnid, pull up in a hoopty, yeah (Hoopty)
I’m tryna take you out with me
I get you that Birkin’, just prove that you with me, yeah (With me, yeah)

What you, what you want? (Want)
I got freaky ways to put you on (On, yeah)
Dress you up in Saint Laurent (Oh, yeah)
Speak that voodoo with my tongue (Woah, yeah)

Ay-ayy (Ayy)
Heard you want it, yeah, I got it (Yeah)
Pop the tag, fuck the price, swipe, you know I’m ’bout it
Foreign baddie (Ooh), she exotic like Bugatti (Exotic, exotic)
Spicy jalapeño, icy mami, big dripper (Body)
Ho-ho-ho, hop in (Skrr)
Pop out, paparazzi at the valet (Yeah)
Top ten (Top ten, Ooh)
Top ten, my girl got a girlfriend (Yeah)
I got options (Options)
Options, put ’em in a Maybach Benz (Ooh)
Lookin’ at my wrist, she know what time it is (Give me time, ah)

What you, what you want? (What you want? Ooh, ooh)
I got freaky ways to put you on (On, yeah)
Dress you up in Saint Laurent (Oh, yeah)
Speak that voodoo with my tongue (Woah, yeah)
What you, what you want? (Want)
I got freaky ways to put you on (On, yeah)
Dress you up in Saint Laurent (Saint Laurent, yeah)
Speak that voodoo with my tongue (With my tongue, yeah)
(Coi Leray, yeah, let’s go!)

We gon’ get rich, babe, huh (Uh-huh)
We gon’ have rich sex, huh (Ooh Lord)
We gon’ get lit, babe, yeah (Get lit)
We get big checks (We get big checks)
So let them hate (So let them hate, yeah)
It be great (It be great)
F-f-fuck them haters, bae (Fuck them haters)
You the greatest (You the greatest, yeah)
Yeah, we got sticks (We got sticks)
Full like jumpin’, it’s lit (It’s lit)
Bitch, this Glock got a kick (Got a kick)
On my way to the top, let’s get it
Fu-fu, fuck friends, I ain’t too friendly
Yeah, I don’t wanna hang, gotta keep my distance
You wanna talk but you don’t wanna listen (Listen)
Don’t got no time ’cause I’m on a mission, ayy

What you, what you want? (What you want? Yeah)
I got freaky ways to put you on (On, yeah)
Dress you up in Saint Laurent (Oh, yeah)
Speak that voodoo with my tongue (Woah, yeah)
What you, what you want? (Want)
I got freaky ways to put you on (On, yeah)
Dress you up in Saint Laurent (Saint Laurent, yeah)
Speak that voodoo with my tongue (With my tongue, yeah)


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