U Don't Want Dat歌词
作词 : Moses Barrett, III/Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
作曲 : Moses Barrett, III/Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
I'mma tell y'all *************s like this *************t right
It's 2003 my *************
All that yappin' at the mouth *************t my *************, ah
Man *************s ain't with that *************t my *************
I don't play that *************t no more man
As soon as a ************* start talking that *************t
Man, you on the floor son
Watch a ************* get sword on for talking that *************t
Watch a ************* get rode on for talking that *************t
Watch that ************* get laid out for talking that *************t
Watch them ******* get drugged out for talking that *************t
You don't want none *************, you don't want none
You don't want none *************, you don't want none
You don't want none *************, you don't want none
You don't want none *************, you don't want none
You don't like me, yeah
I don't like you, yeah
You wanna fight me, yeah
I wanna fight you, yeah
Put your hands up, *************
Put your hands up, *************
Put your hands up, hoe
Put your hands up, trick
************* these rental cars, yeah
They don't run *************t, yeah
Who run this *************t?
We run this *************
Put your hands up, *************
Put your hands up, *************
Put your hands up, hoe
Put your hands, trick
My back ain't dead, yeah
My lip ain't swoll, yeah
My head ain't bust, yeah
My nuts ain't grey, yeah
Put your hands up *************
Put your hands up *************
Put your hands up hoe
Put your hands up trick
I'm from a small town called '
Woop a *************s ass'
And I mean, well, woop a ************* ass
I mean, well, beat a ************* to death
And I mean, well, came all the way there
Taka ************* down a dirt path to a junk yard
Where it stankin' at, aha
Put his ass in a plastic bag but just a home
Where you blast him at
I'm talkin' 'bout
Tie it up with a shoe string
And a picture hook stuck in the thang
Layin' on empty cans and recylin' bags
With some *************ass gatorade,
I own a switchblade
Well, cut butter to put in tha damn microwave
Better get you a sharpener baby,'
Cuz that thang only gonna get me aggrivated
You look hard
But you really soft, you cotton soft
You try to make me mad, mad
But you just piss me off, you piss me off
*************it I ain't scared of you *************, *************
And I aint scared of them hoes, hoes
And I definiely ain't scared of that tank
T *************rtAss ************* thankin' he's woe
Watch a ************* get sword on for talking that *************t
Watch a ************* get rode on for talking that *************t
Watch that ************* get laid out for talking that *************t
Watch them ******* get drugged out for talking that *************t
You don't want none *************, you don't want none
You don't want none *************, you don't want none
You don't want none *************, you don't want none
You don't want none *************, you don't want none
I don't blame you, yeah
I blame your mammy *************, yeah
She should't of ****** your daddy, yeah
She shoulda sucked the *************, yeah
Yous a punk boy, yeah
A ************* boy, yeah
You like it in the ass, yeah
With something real hard, oh
Swear to God, mother******* we be slayin' 'em up
Have one of these *************s,
I tear him up
Havin' him sayin' that country boy was bad as *************
Came hit him with a heater, ain't have to bust
Take the bullets from a gun *************, add them up
Put them right back in it before
I put it up
I'm saying this game ain't changing much
Still the same mother*******s used to sell the drugs
Them same ones that used to come to the club
See a ************* leave a ************* in a thang of blood
In a car with a browd when the police come
Gone before they find out what the hell it was of
Dead wrong, you don't hear me tho
But it ain't nothing that ************* ain't done before
It ain't nothing that a ************* won't try again
But remember that sucka's already killed a man
Gone craig, gone craig still froggin' and go ahead
And leap but when you jump over here, jump over here
Try and remember what the *************
I said 'cuz
I meanWatch a ************* get sword on for talking that *************t
Watch a ************* get rode on for talking that *************t
Watch that ************* get laid out for talking that *************t
Watch them ******* get drugged out for talking that *************t
You don't want none *************, you don't want none
You don't want none *************, you don't want none
You don't want none *************, you don't want none
You don't want none *************, you don't want none
作曲 : Moses Barrett, III/Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
I'mma tell y'all *************s like this *************t right
It's 2003 my *************
All that yappin' at the mouth *************t my *************, ah
Man *************s ain't with that *************t my *************
I don't play that *************t no more man
As soon as a ************* start talking that *************t
Man, you on the floor son
Watch a ************* get sword on for talking that *************t
Watch a ************* get rode on for talking that *************t
Watch that ************* get laid out for talking that *************t
Watch them ******* get drugged out for talking that *************t
You don't want none *************, you don't want none
You don't want none *************, you don't want none
You don't want none *************, you don't want none
You don't want none *************, you don't want none
You don't like me, yeah
I don't like you, yeah
You wanna fight me, yeah
I wanna fight you, yeah
Put your hands up, *************
Put your hands up, *************
Put your hands up, hoe
Put your hands up, trick
************* these rental cars, yeah
They don't run *************t, yeah
Who run this *************t?
We run this *************
Put your hands up, *************
Put your hands up, *************
Put your hands up, hoe
Put your hands, trick
My back ain't dead, yeah
My lip ain't swoll, yeah
My head ain't bust, yeah
My nuts ain't grey, yeah
Put your hands up *************
Put your hands up *************
Put your hands up hoe
Put your hands up trick
I'm from a small town called '
Woop a *************s ass'
And I mean, well, woop a ************* ass
I mean, well, beat a ************* to death
And I mean, well, came all the way there
Taka ************* down a dirt path to a junk yard
Where it stankin' at, aha
Put his ass in a plastic bag but just a home
Where you blast him at
I'm talkin' 'bout
Tie it up with a shoe string
And a picture hook stuck in the thang
Layin' on empty cans and recylin' bags
With some *************ass gatorade,
I own a switchblade
Well, cut butter to put in tha damn microwave
Better get you a sharpener baby,'
Cuz that thang only gonna get me aggrivated
You look hard
But you really soft, you cotton soft
You try to make me mad, mad
But you just piss me off, you piss me off
*************it I ain't scared of you *************, *************
And I aint scared of them hoes, hoes
And I definiely ain't scared of that tank
T *************rtAss ************* thankin' he's woe
Watch a ************* get sword on for talking that *************t
Watch a ************* get rode on for talking that *************t
Watch that ************* get laid out for talking that *************t
Watch them ******* get drugged out for talking that *************t
You don't want none *************, you don't want none
You don't want none *************, you don't want none
You don't want none *************, you don't want none
You don't want none *************, you don't want none
I don't blame you, yeah
I blame your mammy *************, yeah
She should't of ****** your daddy, yeah
She shoulda sucked the *************, yeah
Yous a punk boy, yeah
A ************* boy, yeah
You like it in the ass, yeah
With something real hard, oh
Swear to God, mother******* we be slayin' 'em up
Have one of these *************s,
I tear him up
Havin' him sayin' that country boy was bad as *************
Came hit him with a heater, ain't have to bust
Take the bullets from a gun *************, add them up
Put them right back in it before
I put it up
I'm saying this game ain't changing much
Still the same mother*******s used to sell the drugs
Them same ones that used to come to the club
See a ************* leave a ************* in a thang of blood
In a car with a browd when the police come
Gone before they find out what the hell it was of
Dead wrong, you don't hear me tho
But it ain't nothing that ************* ain't done before
It ain't nothing that a ************* won't try again
But remember that sucka's already killed a man
Gone craig, gone craig still froggin' and go ahead
And leap but when you jump over here, jump over here
Try and remember what the *************
I said 'cuz
I meanWatch a ************* get sword on for talking that *************t
Watch a ************* get rode on for talking that *************t
Watch that ************* get laid out for talking that *************t
Watch them ******* get drugged out for talking that *************t
You don't want none *************, you don't want none
You don't want none *************, you don't want none
You don't want none *************, you don't want none
You don't want none *************, you don't want none
