Want What I Got (feat. Missy "Misdemeanor" Elliott and Mocha)

I can rock a party with a glass of Hennessey I know I make y'all sick with the way I boogie My fake-ass friends wanna hang out tonight I tell 'em follow me, then I ditch 'em at the light I see 'em at the club, they wanna know why I'm wildin' 'Cause I smoke weed, now I'm high like a pilot Spendin' more cheese than you throw on a salad Hand me my mic, if you 'bout it, then I'm 'bout it Mmm, yeah, I'm 'bout it, don't doubt it, don't doubt it I'm the MC Lyte, but boo, please don't crowd me 'Cause my security might get rowdy Make 'em punch you out and watch your vision go cloudy Now all you freaks wanna speak 'cause I'm back Stick to your gossip like the glue to your tracks I never liked your ass by the way 'cause you're wack Give a dog a bone, so here's a light snack Want what I got? Come through, then You at home with a safe you ain't got nothin' in Ask how I got it and keep it comin' in From hustlin', doublin', and publishin' Want what I got? Come through, then You at home with a safe you ain't got nothin' in Ask how I got it and keep it comin' in From hustlin', doublin', and publishin' Used to be a rookie, singin' la-di-da-di (La-di-da-di) Now me and Missy be cold rockin' the party Flooded Movado, ain't I fly, though? Never let 'em see you comin', that's my motto I'm on it, I'm on it, I had a nigga goin' Said I was a hot tamale, mind blowin' It's crucial, how some folk get bougie or bougie Did I lose you, or did you lose me? Either way, we miles apart I'm hittin' the ribbon, you at the start I'm never, ever, ever gonna let you think That your shit don't stink So don't come around here thinkin' you can't get it You'll be the first to admit it How you got punked by hip-hop's greatest Missy and Lyte, bringin' you the latest Want what I got? Come through, then You at home with a safe you ain't got nothin' in Ask how I got it and keep it comin' in From hustlin', doublin', and publishin' Want what I got? Come through, then You at home with a safe you ain't got nothin' in Ask how I got it and keep it comin' in From hustlin', doublin', and publishin' I treat niggas like they my ho, blaze 'em, then I go Straight to the Nikko, meet another Puerto Rico Cute like Chico, copy me like Eco You know I'm a freak, yo, I don't love them amigos I'm straight to their pockets, blow all they sockets I'm plush like carpet, they wanna stick the target I don't give a fuck what you rock 'Cause you see what I got, you want what I got Want what I got? Come through, then You at home with a safe you ain't got nothin' in Ask how I got it and keep it comin' in From hustlin', doublin', and publishin' Want what I got? Come through, then You at home with a safe you ain't got nothin' in Ask how I got it and keep it comin' in From hustlin', doublin', and publishin'