I Want That

[Intro: Kutt Calhoun]
Live and direct
Kansas City, Missouri to Iowa
Kutt Calhoun, yeah
Get out the loaded, just scrape on 'em
Aye
Get out the loaded, just scrape on 'em
Aye
Get out the loaded, just scrape on 'em
GrewSum, get out the loaded, just scrape on 'em

[Verse 1: GrewSum]
I want some of whatever I get my hands on
Like a little piece of that chicken shaking to this song
I see her in my mind but she ain't got those pants on
Had a little liquor in the cup but all that's gone
Look at all these thots around, think it's the only club in town
They ain't come to fuck around
They looking for Kutty Cal and me
But I just came here for the drinks
I ain't come in here to mingle, I ain't single, I don't need you
But I'm lying to you
Actually if you've got a rack I've had my eye on ya
Super durable rubber so I could run a mile on ya (Hyphy)
These seven and sevens don't like me
I might be upside puking on my Nike's
I'ma get you drunk, I'ma hand you loot
When you can't stand I'ma lend a hand to you
This is damn near rape, god damn you cute
With an ass like a gut on a Santa suite
You know

[Chorus: Kutt Calhoun & GrewSum]
I-I-I want that
Fist, face, call apart that hyphy shit going down if you can swallow it nigga
I got that
Scrape the curb music, lace the herb to this, chased with bird poo
I brought that
Heater up in this piece so don't get a nigga confused if you tripping mane
I want that
D.J. to get that dick out his ass and play it, one more game

[Verse 2: Kutt Calhoun]
I'm somewhat of a gangster, so what if it ain't
You've been from the cornrows to the ankles
Get 'em moving each and every which and way with it
It's coming from a Uzi or an instant replay, hey
I gotta stop and go with it, lock and load fitted
A badass bitch, I'ma drop so cold with it
Kutty, he like the sentimental game
I ain't fucking with you suckers on that sentimental thang, mane
I pop a carnal, pop a Pez and gangster shack
Pop a braid on a bitch 'cause this gangster MAC can get
S (S)-T-U-P-I-D
On a flexing-ass nigga in a club for free
So what it do motherfucker, I bang (I bang)
And got a crew of motherfuckers to gang (To gang)
It's deuce, click, A-P-B (A-P-B)
That's all I be in the club saying "what"

[Chorus: Kutt Calhoun & GrewSum]
I-I-I want that
Fist, face, call apart that hyphy shit going down if you can swallow it nigga
I got that
Scrape the curb music, lace the herb to this, chased with bird poo
I brought that
Heater up in this piece so don't get a nigga confused if you tripping mane
I want that
D.J. to get that dick out his ass and play it, one more game

[Bridge: GrewSum & Kutt Calhoun]
Yeah, you can find me in the club
Bottle full of Bud Light sip until the sunlight comes
When I only got a light buzz
You brought a couple blunts and you better light one
Like what
You can find me at the bar talking to a badass bitch
See his face, teeth gritting something mean
But she know when I'm a star
I only got one night town
If you down we can take it to the car (With GrewSum)
Yeah, you can find me in the club
Bottle full of Bud Light sip until the sunlight comes
When I only got a light buzz
You brought a couple blunts and you better light one
Like what
You can find me at the bar talking to a badass bitch
See his face, teeth gritting something mean
But she know when I'm a star
I only got one night town
If you down we can take it to the car (Come on)

[Chorus: Kutt Calhoun & GrewSum]
I-I-I want that
Fist, face, call apart that hyphy shit going down if you can swallow it nigga
I got that
Scrape the curb music, lace the herb to this, chased with bird poo
I brought that
Heater up in this piece so don't get a nigga confused if you tripping mane
I want that
D.J. to get that dick out his ass and play it, one more game
I-I-I want that
Fist, face, call apart that hyphy shit going down if you can swallow it nigga
I got that
Scrape the curb music, lace the herb to this, chased with bird poo
I brought that
Heater up in this piece so don't get a nigga confused if you tripping mane
I want that
D.J. to get that dick out his ass and play it, one more game