Ain’t What You Want Juvenile

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You came up in here with somebody else and that that ain't what you want
You came up in here with somebody else and that that ain't what you want
She like that

She want me, I’m all on her, ’cause she like that
She want me, I’m up on her, ’cause she like that
Roll your weed head to the sky, sky, sky, sky high
Roll your weed head to the sky, sky, sky, sky high

Yeah, she start to feel it, she hide it in her eyes
Yeah, she on the ceiling, cloud nine she in the skies
Yeah, she I’m a killing, a murder in disguise
Yeah, she got that real one, dropped down and give me five

My east coast feels, my west coast hotties
My bounce out rhythm with the g string bodies
My male west swimming[?], these two minutes
Your body not body, if the G not in it
Hands in the air, I rip your city
You back it up on me, and you shake those titties
Damn to damn, damn, you dumb biddie
Damn to damn, damn, you dumb biddie

You came up in here with somebody else and that that ain’t what you want
You came up in here with somebody else and that that ain’t what you want (bis)
She like that
She want me, I’m all on her, ’cause she like that
She want me, I’m up on her, ’cause she like that
Roll your weed, head to the sky, sky, sky, sky high
Roll your weed, head to the sky, sky, sky, sky high
Sky, sky, sky, high
Sky, sky, sky, high
Ooh, Ooh, Yeah, Yeah