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PERFORMING ARTISTS
RZA
RZA
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Diggs
Robert Diggs
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
RZA
RZA
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Ain't what you want, baby
It's what you need, baby
It's not what you want, baby
It's what you need (Yo)
[Verse 1]
Diamond crystal rings sharp like icicles
Nickel plated pistols, official Wu-Wear covers my physical
Insulated thermal, olive and green and cocoa for solos
Photographic prototype static-free motivated soldier
Or Wu say bolder, head a flower
You can detect the true and living God from his aura
Keep your sword straight, maintain your weight
But he ate too much monosodium glutamate and polysorbate
And drunk grape concentrate with sodium benzoate
Fried the chicken thighs in triglycerides
And his **** advertised her **** size
Eighty-five didn't realize, 'til the truth opened up his eyes
Then he became highly civilized
And spent time amongst the wise, went through a garment renaissance
And stopped wearing Benetton
Tommy Hill, Perry Ellis, Nautica, or Liz Claiborne
Ocean Pacific, Fila, Bill Blass and leave fitted
Quit the Armani sweaters with the Gucci wool knitted
Now all he buys, Kanis, Cross Colours, Shabazz Brothers
Mecca, Pelle Pelle, 88, North Q, Bear and a few others
For the new year, strictly Wu-Wear
[Chorus]
Ain't what you want, baby
It's what you need, baby
Ain't what you want
[Verse 2]
Pelle Pelle had the top dresser
One man catalog the London Fog casual hog
Bear denim with the Cash Wu Nike and Kangol king
Every day, DLO jacket equipped with the drawstring
Fila supply big daddy Starter hat
The brown-skin derby match the Tommy Hill, Advil
Double button Woolridge, red dickie turtleneck
Mock neck, eighteen carat holdin my twenty-two shine
In this like Macy's or Bloomingdale's
The Century 21 son, the new portfolio dunn
Now it's my time, Asian Wu-Wear, Cappa fleece wear
One wear plaza, Donna hold the best of all wear
Plus blue wear, Wu-Wear, what's going on?
We're the best of this year, Wu-Wear and fleece wear
[Verse 3]
Ain't what you want, baby
It's what you need, baby
Just come see me
Satisfaction guaranteed, baby
Just hold your own, baby
And just rock on, baby
I got this wine on my mind
Feelin' fine, darlin'
Now all you see, baby
Ain't what you need, baby
I wanna know
Just how low it go
Clap to nasty ****, straight shots in dirty glasses
Wu-Wear fleece for you and your stinkin' piece
Hard time and killer tactics
[Instrumental]
Just hold your own, baby
Now just rock on, baby
I got this wine on my mind
Feelin fine, darlin'
Now all you see, baby
Ain't what you need, baby
I wanna know
Just how low it go
[Instrumental]
Just hold your own, baby
Now just rock on, baby
I got this wine on my mind
Feelin fine, darlin'
Now all you see, baby
Ain't what you need, baby
I wanna know
How low it go, ah
Written by: Robert Diggs
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