Method Man - Got to Have It lyrics
[Method Man - Got to Have It lyrics]
Sing it bitch oh boy
Niggas ha ha ladies yeah
Oh boy, come on yeah
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") yeah
I got to have that new
Shit, new whip, blue six, now who this?
Windows half down, bumping Wu shit
The truth is
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") hell yeah
I got to have them big props, big rocks
Glisten in the wrist watch
Tick-tock, and make a pit stop
To cop a zip-lock
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") fuck yeah
I got to have that seat next to Oprah
Bentley with the chaffeur
Rum and cola spilling on
A million dollar sofa
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") hell yeah
I got to have my next pair of fresh Air's
Dress me in the best wears
Meth, yeah, want respect
Then he want his check cleared
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") fuck yeah
Now if it's something I, want
No need for me to front
Why stunt? Better notify them
Niggas from the jump
Oh, yeah, I got to have it (have it)
Ain't no joke, I got to have it (have it)
If it's something I, need
Don't have to beg or pleed
My weed, got 'em high
Just look at they eyes bleed
Oh, yeah, I got to have it (have it)
Ain't no joke, I got to have it (have it)
Yeah, I got to have that
Mansion and the yacht
The room to park the phantom on the yacht
E, watch me leave them haters on the dock
Yeah
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") damn right
I got to have them pop bottles, shots hollow
Plus the next top model
Staring down they nostrils in
Them Ferragamo goggles
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") fuckin' a'
I got to have a new spot to live
A few props to give
One for each verse I did, with 2Pac and BIG
Y'all
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") damn right
I got have VS cuts, a jet plus
A marijuana dealer with the best stuff
You know that Meth puff, y'all
And guess what?
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") fuckin' a
I got to have the fast car, the crash bar
Place to stash the heaters
In the dash board
And then I need no limit's on that black card
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") hell yea
I got to have them verses and them hooks
Plus a little paper off the books
And a Playboy bunny that can cook, nigga
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") fuck yea
I got to have the first glass in first class
Button up Cavalli on the shirt tag
And honey with that Louis on the purse bag
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") hell yea
I got to have them hardcore beats
And Loose Linx that all play for keeps
When we mobbing on these New York streets
Nigga
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") fuck yea
Niggas ha ha ladies yeah
Oh boy, come on yeah
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") yeah
I got to have that new
Shit, new whip, blue six, now who this?
Windows half down, bumping Wu shit
The truth is
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") hell yeah
I got to have them big props, big rocks
Glisten in the wrist watch
Tick-tock, and make a pit stop
To cop a zip-lock
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") fuck yeah
I got to have that seat next to Oprah
Bentley with the chaffeur
Rum and cola spilling on
A million dollar sofa
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") hell yeah
I got to have my next pair of fresh Air's
Dress me in the best wears
Meth, yeah, want respect
Then he want his check cleared
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") fuck yeah
Now if it's something I, want
No need for me to front
Why stunt? Better notify them
Niggas from the jump
Oh, yeah, I got to have it (have it)
Ain't no joke, I got to have it (have it)
If it's something I, need
Don't have to beg or pleed
My weed, got 'em high
Just look at they eyes bleed
Oh, yeah, I got to have it (have it)
Ain't no joke, I got to have it (have it)
Yeah, I got to have that
Mansion and the yacht
The room to park the phantom on the yacht
E, watch me leave them haters on the dock
Yeah
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") damn right
I got to have them pop bottles, shots hollow
Plus the next top model
Staring down they nostrils in
Them Ferragamo goggles
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") fuckin' a'
I got to have a new spot to live
A few props to give
One for each verse I did, with 2Pac and BIG
Y'all
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") damn right
I got have VS cuts, a jet plus
A marijuana dealer with the best stuff
You know that Meth puff, y'all
And guess what?
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") fuckin' a
I got to have the fast car, the crash bar
Place to stash the heaters
In the dash board
And then I need no limit's on that black card
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") hell yea
I got to have them verses and them hooks
Plus a little paper off the books
And a Playboy bunny that can cook, nigga
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") fuck yea
I got to have the first glass in first class
Button up Cavalli on the shirt tag
And honey with that Louis on the purse bag
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") hell yea
I got to have them hardcore beats
And Loose Linx that all play for keeps
When we mobbing on these New York streets
Nigga
This is just a few of them things that I
("got to have") fuck yea