Kanye West - I Need To Know lyrics

[Chorus]

I need to know, you down to do whatever?

Down to get it poppin? Down to get topless, ohh

I need to know, if you about cutting

Or you about frontin, baby I need to know

[Verse 1]

I spent my last 8 checks's on a neck-e-lace

So I better get some sex for this, shiit

She wanna sip up on the cris-e-cris

Like it's Christ-e-mas and I'm St. Nicholas

I got her and her sister innn

That white benz, dyke twins

I ain't gon lie they only fives but together they ten's

And would I do 'em again? Hmmm, hmmm?

It's like old folks pissin cause it all depends

And it's no coke sniffin just juice and gin

Grey Goose to get you loose then hit the nigga producing

The track that got you movin, this track got you movin

So crazy you don't know what you doin

You been telling them jokes, and its not a rumor

I like a girl with a sense of humor

To give me head til it ache and it's not a tumor

So let me know what's goin down 'fo I pay for this room cuz

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[Verse 2]

Now if you got it you got it

And if you don't then you prolly wont

Sissy niggaz call 'em maricon

I never hit a lady but my game might abuse 'em

By 'em boots just to tell them that I Jimmy Choose 'em

Take 'em back to confuse 'em

So she don't know if she coming or going

Cuz mami after I'm cumming I'm going

Back to show just frontin and flowin

Jewelry stuntin and glowin, this life is something I know it

And I been known to have a hoe or two

Cuz my diamonds yellow like a smoker tooth

I tell 'em step into the vocal booth

Roll a joint, smoke a few, after that I'm pokin you

After that it's over boo, baby grab your coat and VOOM

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[Verse 3]

Now there's three different levels to relationships

Polly'n at the club wit em, talking getting affectionate

Leavin and havin sex with em, kickin them out

Trickin on models, dimes and rats, now I don't get into that

I kick that habit, I just, keep 'em impressed

Let 'em seat in the Lex, never, eat 'em unless

That fuckin cat looks fresh

I got a lion in my pocket, I'm lyin

I got a nine in my pants and baby I'm just dyin for a chance

Who ready to fuck? You ready to fuck? Off the sizzurp

Says she ready to cut, then she grabs my scissors

She prolly look good but what's scary to me

Henny make hoes look like Halle Berry to me

[Chorus x2]