Correction Lyrics WYTD by Tokyo Jetz

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(Boy, Stxnk, you hard)
Ayy
What you tryna prove?
For a real n***a
I'm tryna deal with you

Whole lot to lose, what you tryna prove? (Ayy)
Tell me what you mean, what you tryna do? (What you tryna prove?)
I've been in the mood for a real n***a (For a real n***a)
Tell me what you tryna do? I'm tryna deal with you (I'm tryna deal with you)
Whole lot to lose, what you tryna prove? (Ayy)
Tell me what you mean, what you tryna do? (Huh?)
I've been in the mood for a real n***a (For a real n***a)
Tell me what you mean? I'm tryna deal with you (I'm tryna deal with you)

I want you to know me better than he ever did
Get me wettеr and give me pleasurе and
Feel my deepest side, let you stroke my mental
f**k me like a hoe and still kinda be gentle
Let me be your peace and be your karma for that good sh*t
Take me where you from right on your block and all that hood sh*t (Gang, gang)
Let me stroke your ego, let you stroke me with that good d**k
Let you show me off to all them n***as wish they could hit
Make you feel good, let me be your vibe
Let me be your spine
Cater to your needs and get better with time
Forget all of your past and leave all that behind
You won't need nobody else, I'm all over ya mind

Whole lot to lose, what you tryna prove? (Ayy)
Tell me what you mean, what you tryna do? (What you tryna prove?)
I've been in the mood for a real n***a (For a real n***a)
Tell me what you tryna do? I'm tryna deal with you (I'm tryna deal with you)
Whole lot to lose, what you tryna prove? (Uh, she know I'm comin' with the star, uh)
Tell me what you mean, what you tryna do? (She know I got it, got it)
I've been in the mood for a real n***a (Oh that ain't no cap)
Tell me what you mean? I'm tryna deal with you (Oh, oh)

She like, "Tell me what you tryna do?", I'm tryna deal with you
Youngin' fom the projects, took her to the Hills with 'em, come on
And whenever he ride, know he ain't lackin' (What else?)
Sound like gunshots when he hit it from the back and, uh
She like gangsta d**k
The type of love that make her feel like you what a gangsta is
Have a baby and he'll f**k around and be a gangsta kid
She say, "You just like your daddy"
Your mad ass ain't the only thing that she got, that's a fatty (That pu**y fat too)
That pu**y fat, that pu**y water
Ayy, that pu**y make you cross the border (Yeah, what else?)
Uh, that pu**y make you leave your day job takin' orders
If she know that pu**y good, you gotta keep her in order

Whole lot to lose, what you tryna prove? (Ayy)
Tell me what you mean, what you tryna do? (What you tryna prove?)
I've been in the mood for a real n***a (For a real n***a)
Tell me what you tryna do? I'm tryna deal with you (I'm tryna deal with you)
Whole lot to lose, what you tryna prove? (Ayy)
Tell me what you mean, what you tryna do? (Huh?)
I've been in the mood for a real n***a (For a real n***a)
Tell me what you mean? I'm tryna deal with you (I'm tryna deal with you)

Ayy
What you tryna prove?
For a real n***a
I'm tryna deal with you

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