So What'Cha Want (Explicit)
Beastie Boys"So What'Cha Want (Explicit)" is a song by Beastie Boys, released in 1999 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:33 long and contains 55 lines and 497 words.
Lyrics
0:08Just plug me in just like I was Eddie Harris
0:11You're eating crazy cheese like you'd think I'm from Paris
0:14You know I get fly you think I get high
0:17You know that I'm gone and I'm a tell you all why
0:20So tell me who are you dissing maybe I'm missing
0:23The reason that you're smiling or wilding
0:25So listen in my head I just want to take 'em down
0:28Imagination set loose and I'm gonna shake 'em down
0:31Let it flow like a mud slide
0:33When I get on I like to ride and glide
0:36I've got depth of perception in my text y'all
0:39I get props at my mention 'cause I vex y'all
0:42So what'cha what'cha what'cha want
0:44I get so funny with the money that you flaunt
0:47I said where'd you get your information from huh
0:50You think that you can front when revelation comes
0:53Yeh you can't front on that
1:04Well they call me Mike D the ever loving man
1:07I'm like spoonie gee well I'm the metropolitician
1:10You scream and you holler about my chevy impala
1:13But the sweat is getting wet around the ring around your collar
1:16But like a dream I'm flowing without no stopping
1:19Sweeter than a cherry pie with Reddi Whip topping
1:21Goin' from mic to mic kickin' it wall to wall
1:24Well I'll be calling out you people like a casting call
1:27Well it's wack when you're jacked in the back of a ride
1:30With your know with your flow when you're out getting by
1:32Believe me what you see is what you get
1:35And you see me I'm coming off as you can bet
1:38Well I think I'm losing my mind this time
1:41This time I'm losing my mind
1:43That's right said I think I'm losing my mind this time
1:46This time I'm losing my mind
1:50Yeh you can't front on that
2:17But little do you know about something that I talk about
2:20I'm tired of driving it's due time that I walk about
2:23But in the meantime I'm wise to the demise
2:26I've got eyes in the back of my head so I realize
2:29Well I'm Dr. Spock I'm here to rock y'all
2:31I want you off the wall if you're playing the wall
2:34I said what'cha what'cha what'cha want
2:37I said what'cha what'cha what'cha want
2:40Y'all suckers write me checks and then they bounce
2:42So I reach into my pocket for the fresh amount
2:45See I'm the long leaner vincent the cleaner
2:48I'm the illest motherf**ker from here to gardena
2:51I'm as cool as a cucumber in a bowl of hot sauce
2:54You've got the rhyme and reason but no cause
2:56Well if you're hot to trot you think you're slicker than grease
2:59I've got news for you crews you'll be sucking like a leach
3:03Yeh You can't front on that
3:25So what'cha what'cha what'cha want
3:28So what'cha what'cha what'cha want
3:30I said What'cha What'cha What'cha Want
3:33I said What'cha What'cha What'cha Want
Just plug me in just like I was Eddie Harris You're eating crazy cheese like you'd think I'm from Paris You know I get fly you think I get high You know that I'm gone and I'm a tell you all why So tell me who are you dissing maybe I'm missing The reason that you're smiling or wilding So listen in my head I just want to take 'em down Imagination set loose and I'm gonna shake 'em down Let it flow like a mud slide When I get on I like to ride and glide I've got depth of perception in my text y'all I get props at my mention 'cause I vex y'all So what'cha what'cha what'cha want I get so funny with the money that you flaunt I said where'd you get your information from huh You think that you can front when revelation comes Yeh you can't front on that Well they call me Mike D the ever loving man I'm like spoonie gee well I'm the metropolitician You scream and you holler about my chevy impala But the sweat is getting wet around the ring around your collar But like a dream I'm flowing without no stopping Sweeter than a cherry pie with Reddi Whip topping Goin' from mic to mic kickin' it wall to wall Well I'll be calling out you people like a casting call Well it's wack when you're jacked in the back of a ride With your know with your flow when you're out getting by Believe me what you see is what you get And you see me I'm coming off as you can bet Well I think I'm losing my mind this time This time I'm losing my mind That's right said I think I'm losing my mind this time This time I'm losing my mind Yeh you can't front on that But little do you know about something that I talk about I'm tired of driving it's due time that I walk about But in the meantime I'm wise to the demise I've got eyes in the back of my head so I realize Well I'm Dr. Spock I'm here to rock y'all I want you off the wall if you're playing the wall I said what'cha what'cha what'cha want I said what'cha what'cha what'cha want Y'all suckers write me checks and then they bounce So I reach into my pocket for the fresh amount See I'm the long leaner vincent the cleaner I'm the illest motherf**ker from here to gardena I'm as cool as a cucumber in a bowl of hot sauce You've got the rhyme and reason but no cause Well if you're hot to trot you think you're slicker than grease I've got news for you crews you'll be sucking like a leach Yeh You can't front on that So what'cha what'cha what'cha want So what'cha what'cha what'cha want I said What'cha What'cha What'cha Want I said What'cha What'cha What'cha Want
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