Gang Starr: She knowz what she wantz

This jam is dedicated to that woman that knows what she wants and just how to get it, word up She knows what she wants (2X) Yo, she knows what she wants She knows what she wants and just how to get it She knows what she wants Yeah, she knows what she wants She knows what she wants She knows what she wants and just how to get it She knows what she wants, she's bold so she flaunts her hourglass jewels to mad clientele Rejected oh well, she ain't goin to no hotel Not the frantic freak type, but if you speak right you get to take her out and dig her out on a weeknight Weekends, she wants to spend your ends Her shopping spree is colossal, attitude semi-hostile Mack diva senorita, no reefer, no pizza, just shrimp and lobsters, champagne and mobsters Suckin up the cream like a vac to a carpet Strictly black market now you're her next target Watch out... cause yo she knows what she wants She knows what she wants (2X) Yo, she knows what she wants She knows what she wants and just how to get it Spotted her in the club, with her crew nearby Her looks are a lullaby, to pass us by, she's too fly Never gunshy, hair is blown dry She craves a wiseguy to help her gain amplify So when you say, "Yo baby," she ain't gotta say hi to ya cause prior to this, he put rocks on her neck and wrist plus a fat joint on her finger You best to have a batch of scratch and treats to bring her And if you happen to luck up and get in You'll find yourself another jealous trick-ass boyfriend And furthermore the mink she's donning is stunning Blinding your senses Dunn, never put the two before the one son... "It's the lesson well learned" "It's going down!" *scratched* "It's the lesson well learned" "It's going down!" She knows what she wants (2X) Yo, she knows what she wants Yeah, she knows what she wants and just how to get it Never fall victim to a chicken you was stickin Even if you think the punanny might be finger-lickin Never fall victim to a wicked woman's ways "Why son?" She's trying to get paid, check it One: She said she wanted to give me a son Two: She said she didn't like my crew Three: She never ever cooked for me Four: She was my cheri amore -- YEAH RIGHT It was all hype, I needed more insight In retrospect, I know I slept from the first night She did a split and that was it Gave up my pimp license, and flipped my whole friggin script But now I'm back like the Isley's moving wisely Sizing up the situation, keeping honies waiting Cause I got more to do, than to be sucked dry This tough guy, will get by, while the chickens wonder why I don't be callin cause it's like Ex to Next kid I know what I want, and just how to get it like her, no disrespect Miss