What They Want - Ruff Ryders

We are having a party in the United States of America

Where the girls get naked and the fellas buy the bar so bring the noise

I wanna know what ya got here, what ya got there

what ya got here, what ya got there

Touch ya knees and touch ya back

get a lil drink don’t know how to act

I’m up in the club, I’m drunker than a muh’fucker

My eyes is low, I’m higher than a skyscraper

Shorty in my ear like is we gon’slide later

I’m like a charity the way I give away paper

The way I pop bub, heavy tips for the waiter

I’m getting love like I just came home

Fresh out the black box and the shackles is chrome

Now it’s back to the fiesta

When it comes to this mic I’m a molester

Let mami sip grapes so I can caress her

She saw the Batman doors that’s what impressed her

So I took her to the crib, so I could bench press her — word

I wanna know what ya got here, what ya got there

what ya got here, what ya got there

Touch ya knees and touch ya back

get a lil drink don’t know how to act

We do what ever we want- we take what ever we want

(First it was the Fever, then it was Rooftop now it’s Cherry Lounge)

You getting money put that cake up you got ice where your jacob

I’m tryin to make shorty smear her make up hood rat chick or paparazzi hottie

new york face with a down south body

you hatin cause my name ringin, chain swingin

what’s in my pocket could have everybody and they momma blingin

got swizz on the snare while he out in Korea

front in here you’ll disappear

what you know about stars island bottles poppin

same house paris hilton gave top in you know who the hell I be I-N-F-A-R-E-D live from V.I.P

I wanna know what ya got here, what ya got there

what ya got here, what ya got there

Touch ya knees and touch ya back

get a lil drink don’t know how to act

I take the bottle and your chick then party til the suns up Inhale the weed until you cough a lung up Shorty how it feel hangin with stars

I give it to you in all singles like Ray Charles

Now strip for me lick your lips for me Work that pole that’s how you get grip from me My niggaz howl at the moon vidal sassoon

If you don’t look good we don’t look good

Peierre Joliet fuck what you say

Then zoom through the crowd like a car on the thruway

Stop wait a minute bow down it’s Double R hand over the crown

I wanna know what ya got here, what ya got there

what ya got here, what ya got there

Touch ya knees and touch ya back

get a lil drink don’t know how to act