Want What I Got Lyrics - Mc Lyte

featuring Missy 'Misdemeanor' Elliott Mocha 

[Missy] 

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 want to hang out tonight 

I'll tell ?em follow me then I'll ditch ?em at the light 

I see ?em at the club they want to know why I'm whilin' 

Cause I smoke weed now I'm high like a pilot 

Spendin' more cheese than you throw on a salad 

Hand me my mike, if you ?bout it, then I'm ?bout it 

[MC Lyte] 

Mmmm, yea I'm ?bout it 

Don't doubt it, don't doubt it 

I'm the MC Lyte boo but 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 want to 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 Lyte snack 

[Mocha - CHORUS] 

Yo yo (yo) want what i got 

Come through then 

You at home wit' a safe you ain't got nothin' in 

Ask how I got it and keep it comin' in 

>From hustlin', doublin' and publishin' (publishin') 

Want what I got 

Come through then 

You at home wit' a safe you ain't got nothin' in (nothin' in) 

Ask how I got it and keep it comin' in 

>From hustlin', doublin' and publishin' 

[MC Lyte - Verse Two] 

Used to be a rookie singin' Latti Datti 

Now me and Missy beco-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 the nigga goin' 

Said I was hot tomali, mind blowin' 

It's crucial, how some folks get bourgeois 

Or bourgeois, 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, yo yo 

[Repeat CHORUS] 

[Missy] 

I treat niggas like they my hoe 

Blaze ?em then I go 

Straight to the Nikko 

Meet another Puerto Rico 

Cute like tico 

Copy me like kinko 

You know I'ma freak, yo 

I don't love them amigos 

I'm straight to their pockets 

Bow all their sockets 

I'm plush like carpet 

They want to stick the target 

I don't give a fuck what you rock 

'cause you see what I got, want what I got 

[Repeat CHORUS] 

[Mocha] 

Want what I got 

[Repeat CHORUS]