Lyrics
Uh, DMX, Sisqo
Yo, what these bitches want from a nigga?
Dru Hill, you know what I'm sayin'? What these bitches want from a nigga?
Hmm (Ruff Ryders) DMX break 'em off, what these bitches want from a nigga?
Break 'em off, some
Ay yo! Dog, I meet bitches, discrete bitches
Street bitches, slash, Cocoa Puff sweet bitches (what?)
Make you wanna eat bitches, but not me
Y'all niggas eat off the plate all you want but not D (uh)
I fuck with these hoes from a distance
The instant they start to catch feelings
I start to stealin' they shit
Then I'm out just like a thief in the night
I sink my teeth in to bite
You thinkin' life, I'm thinkin' more like, whats up tonight?
Come on ma, you know I got a wife
And even though that pussy tight I'm not gon' jeopardize my life (aight?)
So what is it you want from a nigga? (what?)
I gave you, you gave me, bitch, I blazed you, you blazed me (c'mon)
Nothin' more, nothin' less, but you at my door
Willin' to confess that it's the best you ever tested
Better than all the rest, I'm like, "Aight girlfriend, hold up
I gave you, what you gave me boo, a nut (f'real)"
What these bitches want from a nigga? What you want (what you want)
What these bitches want from a nigga? Really want
What these bitches want from a nigga?
Shorty I keep you up on it
Bling blingin', all that jewelry girl I bought it
Ay yo, tell me what you want from me
Baby tell me what you want from me! (what you want?)
There was Brenda, LaTisha, Linda, Felicia (okay)
Dawn, LeShaun, Ines, and Alicia (ooh)
Teresa, Monica, Sharron, Nicki (uh-huh)
Lisa, Veronica, Karen, Vicky (damn)
Cookies, well I met her in a ice cream parlor (aight?)
Tonya, Diane, Lori and Carla (okay)
Marina (uh) Selena (uh) Katrina (uh) Sabrina (uh)
About three Kim's (what?) LaToya, and Tina (WHOO!)
Shelley, Bridget, Cavi, Rasheeda (uh-huh)
Kelly, Nicole, Angel, Juanita (damn!)
Stacy, Tracie, Rohna, and Ronda (what?)
Donna, Ulanda (what?) Tawana, and Wanda (what?)
Were all treated fairly but yet and still
Bitches is on some other shit now that I'm fuckin' wit Dru Hill
But I'ma keep it real (what?)
What the fuck you want from a nigga? (c'mon)
What the fuck you want from a nigga? (c'mon)
What these bitches want from a nigga? Really want
What these bitches want from a nigga? Really want
What these bitches want from a nigga?
'Cause I'm keepin' you up on it
Bling blingin', all that jewelry girl I bought it
Ay yo, tell me what you want from me
Baby tell me what you want from me! (what you want?)
Ay yo, I think about when a nigga didn't have (yeah)
And a nigga told a joke, and the bitches didn't laugh
See now I do the math, I see if you got this
And this and this to some cats, that nigga's the shit (aight?)
And that's all they fuckin' with, but see these bitches don't know
If these bitches ain't for real, these bitches don't go
Knock on door, no show, I'm sleep tryin' to creep
Wit yo' best friend, put it in, dig deep (X let me talk to 'em for a minute)
Oh I know I know it's so hard to be, a victim of my reality
Heard you callin' me names, said I was trife
One thing you gotta know, I'ma be a nigga for life yeah
What these bitches want from a nigga? What you want
What these bitches want from a nigga? Really want
What these bitches want from a nigga?
Shorty I keep you up on it
Bling blingin', all that jewelry girl I bought it
Ayo, tell me what you want from me
Baby tell me what you want from me! (what you want?)
What these bitches want from a nigga? What you want
What these bitches want from a nigga? Really want
What these bitches want from a nigga?
Shorty I keep you up on it
Bling blingin', all that jewelry girl I bought it
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