Letra I got what you on - Blackstreet
[Blackstreet]Yo, yoHo, hoNo, noYou don't goYo, be, beMe, meCan't you see, seeCan't let go cuz I got what you on, girlBaby, I'm hearing too much in the streetThings aren't at they supposed to beKept it between just you and me, baby (go)Honey, I'm sick and tired of all of thisI think it's time I handled itTripping, flipping, get down with, baby (go)I've got to, a drop-top Benz with the Buggy eyeThought it was enough to keep it rightI guess it was wrong cuz you out tonight, flossin' (go)With your girlsNina, Pam and what's-her-nameGirlfriend, they don't play the sameYou don't knowI got what you on, girlYo, yoI never really thought you was a ho, hoThat's not really the way I go, goWhy you wanna play with my dough, doughYo, yo, yoYo, be, beWhy you wanna beWith me, meGirl, why can't you see, seeI can't let go cuz I got what you on, girlSay that something's missin'Tell me what you missin' (go)Say that you need to flex, that's all rightBut tell me where you was last night (last night, yo)I'm thinkin'With too much on your handsYou surely need to cover up, girl, what is it?The way you spread that, oh girlIs it like that?Your actions, two can't really relaxin'I'm kickin' out the money when you want it (yo)You steppin' out the Benz with your hair so right (yo)Skirt so high and so tightYou out gettin' it like a dope fiendGirl, why can't you just see?You told me to goCuz I've got what you on, girlYo, yoI never really thought you was a ho, hoThat's not really the way I go, goWhy you wanna play with my dough, doughYo, yo, yoYo, be, beWhy you can't be with me, meTell me why can't you see, seeYou can't let go cuz I got what you on, girl[Beanie Siegal]I keep you properly styled in the latest shitPradda, crocodile or gator's shitEyes poppin' out the Benz, you now the latest shitTakin' you and your girlfriends shoppin' at player's shitKeep a pocket full of dough, save for the statsGot a big fuckin' crip with a lake in the backAnd as yours to the wig, wait, let me take that backGet outta line, and I'ma take that backI just cock the six, you don't gotta car hopI got a cellar full of Cris, you don't gotta bar hopI got an indoor pool with a divin' boardMy crip look like somethin' outta The Rile ReportLaced you, twenty karats, ten in each earI can take you places, you ain't been nowhereIt could be gone tomorrow, but it's here todayCuz I could play towl on 'em and take it all awayYou ok?Yo, yoI can't believe my eyes your a ho, hoIt's not really the way that I go, goWhy you wanna play with my dough, doughYo, yo, yoYo, be, beWhy you can't be with me, meTell me why can't you see, seeI can't let go cuz I got what you on, girlYo, yo,Take it out, ho, hoIt's not the way I love you, no, noHow you take my dough, doughYo, yo, yoYo, be, beWhy can't you be with me, meWell, baby, can't you see, seeCan't let go cuz I got what you on, girlWe out