Paroles: Danity Kane. Want It.

Get it!

So you say
That you don't
Think that me and him gone last
And you say
That i need to think about the past
When that chick was callin'
Playin' on the phone
4 in the morning
Talkin' loose
It's about to be on
If she don't back up off me

Now you say
That I changed
You don't like how I get down
Tellin' him I ain't even gonna stick around
Just cause you see me
On the tv you think I'ma leave my baby
Just because I'm sitting next to Diddy

So tell me what you on
Tell me what the hell you want
Need to worry bout yo own
I'ma have to put you on blast
Cuz we look so fresh together
Can't nobody do it better
And I don't care what they say I'm gone stay with my baby

Tell me why in you in my B-I-Z
You gone make me get my vaseline
You don't wanna catch the third degree
Back up I need fifty feet
Aaah
I don't think you really want it
I don't think you really want it
I don't think you really want it
I DON'T THINK YOU REALLY WANT IT

I peep game
When you say
That he's not the right man for me
But real talk
They just wanna get wit my man
Even though you stay blowin up his cell number regular
Day to day
I know you feelin' him

So tell me what you on
Tell me what the hell you want
Need to worry bout yo own
I'ma have to put you on blast
Cuz we look so fresh together
Can't nobody do it better
And I don't care what they say I'm gone stay with my baby

Tell me why in you in my B-I-Z
You gone make me get my vaseline
You don't wanna catch the third degree
Back up I need fifty feet
Aaah
I don't think you really want it
I don't think you really want it
I don't think you really want it
I DON'T THINK YOU REALLY WANT IT

You mad cause
He wit me
And you ain't get him first
He told me
His homie
Said that you was the worst
You ain't gettin' like I'm gettin it
You ain't pimpin like I'm pimpin
Hope you don't think I'm listenin
This what you sound like
To me

Breeze blowin' in the wind
Baby, please believe I'm alright
Because it's 70 degrees and sunny over here
You can stay up out my ear

Tell me why in you in my B-I-Z
You gone make me get my vaseline
You don't wanna catch the third degree
Back up I need fifty feet
Aaah
I don't think you really want it
I don't think you really want it
I don't think you really want it
I DON'T THINK YOU REALLY WANT IT