DJ Clue?, Flipmode Squad - Whatever You Want lyrics

Uh uh fears, real fears
The universal Flipmode Squad
Known to every existing life form
As the Imperial 6
Has formed an alliance with
The official Cluemannatti
Whatever you want, we do whatever you want

Whatever you you want whatever you you want
Whatever you you want whatever you you want
Do whatever you want, whatever you want
Do whatever you want, whatever you want
Do whatever you want, whatever you want
Do whatever you want, whatever you want
Do whatever you want, whatever you want

Yo it's time to make these moves
Me and my Flipmode crew
Baby Sham spit the hot shit just for you
Make you get off your seat so
You can cop the Clue
QBC and killer kids never obey these rules
That's why we roll deep and
Always carry the two smack a nigga face
Fuck up his mood EXCUSE YOU when we perform
Bitches stand still like statues
Borrow this game
So y'all can proceed to move

Uh uh the ruggedest thing as far as chics go
Watch nigga grow away faster than a pit bull
I tell them all they ain't
Got nothing for 'em
Platinum and album with no
Singing in the chorus
You get ate like you was
Peanut butter and Shawarma
Go tell yo' people I got
A shitty karma BRICK CITY
Home of the crush MC's and my shit be
The joint like I was Black Eyed peas

Wiggle how you want, shake it how you want
When you get a lot of money
Spend it how you want
We always got the new, always coming through
Buck wild, do whatever that y'all wanna do
Wiggle how you want, shake it how you want
When you get a lot of money
Spend it how you want
We always got the new, always coming through
With my nigga Clue
Rapping with my Flipmode crew

Ramp, I'm still jig
I'm in the party taking a swig
I'm rich, yo I gotta think big
Holding the bar, me and Busta Bus
Lord Have and Spliff Star
Driving foreign cars, open club speed
Sham and Rah Digga had the weed
Pass the duche that all a nigga need
Twenty to one, y'all know the whole gamble
All my life I had to scramble WHAT

I be that thug back in the club
Puffin' on bud, chics eyein' me
Niggas through the street show me love
Gettin' paper now
Bill Gates is my neighbor now
Chics all flavors now
Cause a nigga kinda famous now
This here, my year turn millionaire
If it's well, cop a beach house
Kick a seashell if I got it, I'mma flaunt it
That Brooklyn shit, I'm on it
Spliff Star, America's nightmare most wanted

Wiggle how you want, shake it how you want
When you get a lot of money
Spend it how you want
We always got the new, always coming through
Buck wild, do whatever that y'all wanna do
Wiggle how you want, shake it how you want
When you get a lot of money
Spend it how you want
We always got the new, always coming through
With my nigga Clue
Rapping with my Flipmode crew

You want beef, my name Beef Steak Charles
With deeper frequency than Lou Rawls
Drop like Niagara Falls
Soft like Quaker Oats whippin' in speed boats
Make y'all niggas BA-AH-AH like
A bunch of billygoats
BA-AH-AH back to you, while you take notes
Rippin' shit down from the arena
To parade floats YO
Yo, Flipmode Squad lock yo' house up
Quick to talk shit
Nigga we lock yo mouths up

Landlord confusing you chumps
Doing it up off rhymes
Scarring, shooting up the club
Like pharmaceutical drugs
You stupid as fuck, doing 'em up
Losing your blood it's a cold world
With beautiful sluts screwing for ones
King of the jungle
(jungle) , swing on a humble (humble)
Stay grippin' on bundles, scattered in pieces
Chatted with Jesus
Niggas salute the dead and gone
The dead and gone
Flipmode and Desert Storm, Desert Storm

Wiggle how you want, shake it how you want
When you get a lot of money
Spend it how you want
We always got the new, always coming through
Buck wild, do whatever that y'all wanna do
Wiggle how you want, shake it how you want
When you get a lot of money
Spend it how you want
We always got the new, always coming through
With my nigga Clue
Rapping with my Flipmode crew

DJ CLUE it only gets better motherfuckers
Flipmode the Imperial, Cluemanati
Do whatever the fuck y'all wanna do