I Got What You Want - Lyrics - Dangerous Dame

[VERSE 1: Dangerous Dame] You want it, why, cause I got it Pick up the mic on stage and I rock it With the style that most can't rock with A lotta rappers out there can't top this Cause I'm different, more than average Acrobatic, static, man, I never had it Cause r-e-s-p-e-c-t is in effect And you're sure to collect if you come correct I keep comin, suckers'll keep runnin I tell my DJ to hit me on the 1 and (2-3-4) 5 and 6 and Stop flirtin, man, and do the mixin More time for that when I get through with the rap And makin em clap and snap and pat my back The style, lyrics and flow is what you lack That's why your tracks be soundin so wack Yo, you're not good and you let me see In a lot of little ways you're tellin me (Yo yo, exactly what are they tellin you, man?) You got it, I want it I want it, you got it You got it, I want it I want it, you got it [VERSE 2: Dangerous Dame] I got it, and when I got it I use it Keep it up to par and don't lose it A lotta raps, more than just one rhyme A lotta styles, more than just one kind I got a lot but yo, I'm not steppin I learn more to add to my collection To be the best in, one of the best men Until I'm at that point, I'm not restin Or rather sleepin, I stay woke Anyone who tries to break will get broke Smoke, choke, beat to a pulp Tied to a rock at the bottom of a boat Cause when it comes to a punk I flip Lose my grip and act on the ill tip And when I have to regain control There's nothin left but a body without a soul Of a sucker, one dumb brother Who thought he get tough but didn't know that I was tougher I could rock but man, he couldn't rock it Before he left he said to me I want it, you got it You got it, I want it I want it, you got it You got it, I want it [VERSE 3: Dangerous Dame] I got the look, the look for girls to keep lookin A lot of numbers written in my black book and I don't call em all, just a few So many girls, I don't know what to do Is it because of my fame, I like to wonder Is that the reason that I have so many phone numbers? Retract, let's go way back Where was they at before I started to rap, huh? They was around, but they wasn't around me They just want me for my f-a-m-e Or my money, maybe my body Or just because the way I rock the party I don't know but man, that's women Always in the crowd smilin and grinnin Waitin for the Dame to look and say hi They try to catch my eye when I walk by Or makin passes, whisperin, hisses Shakin hips and blowin little kisses But I just turn my head the other way Until they all just grab me and say (I got what you want, you got what I want)