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HUEY MACK & MIKE STUD lyrics : "What She Wants"

So girl, just take my hand and let me show you how I roll,
Don't worry about those watching, no one else has got to know.
She said she do it better when nobody else around,

The sun's just coming up and she just started coming down.
She said I hope you know that I just ain't the type for love,
But once I get your touch, girl, I can never get enough.

She ain't the type to fight, the type to ever smoke a blunt.
She's single and she's drunk and I don't know what the $#&@ she wants.
She loves dubstep and loves Marley, she loves rages and

DJs and damn, I must say that I'm in love with that body.
Girl, you've got a face like a model, but you've got a past full of sorrow.


So she ride to face a bottle and waste away her tomorrow, singing
Yo, what a freak, like nobody gonna tane me,
You stole my heart, I don't even want to blame you.

I hate it when you play, I'm the one that's playing you,
But I will never want to change you.
Not the type that you want a wife, she's more the life of the party.

But I can be your Timberlake for the night,
That's right, baby girl, I can rock your body.
So girl, just take my hand and let me show you how I roll,

Don't worry about those watching, no one else has got to know.
She said she do it better when nobody else around,


The sun's just coming up and she just started coming down.
She said I hope you know that I just ain't the type for love,
But once I get your touch, girl, I can never get enough.

She ain't the type to fight, the type to ever smoke a blunt.
She's single and she's drunk and I don't know what the $#&@ she wants.
Hey, hey, pretty lady, $#&@ing on me on tape in the '80s

She hard to get, she get caught away, her favorite song is "$#&@ me, baby"
I hit the club as she get it for free, party like a rock star, girl, you live in a dream.
She loves to get drunk and do drugs and listen to new songs when she isn't asleep.

She ain't worry about a thing, no. forget the ring, she just wanna be single.
Tight clothes, loose %#@!, her only true love is the music.


So you can find me in the club, not giving two $#&@s who they wanted to be.
Whether she running on air or running up way, I just want her roll it with me.
So girl, just take my hand and let me show you how I roll,

Don't worry about those watching, no one else has got to know.
She said she do it better when nobody else around,
The sun's just coming up and she just started coming down.

She said I hope you know that I just ain't the type for love,
But once I get your touch, girl, I can never get enough.
She ain't the type to fight, the type to ever smoke a blunt.

She's single and she's drunk and I don't know what the $#&@ she wants.

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