Do You Like It Do You Want It Lyrics

Do You Like It  Do You Want It

featuring Jay Z

[Jay Z]
Picture me ballin' in the drop top open
skies
In something foreign soarin' 145
The God is calling for my body let
my spirit fly
I want it all no lie
Picture me pourin' poppin' something
imported
Pedal flooring clutch poppin' boppin' to Lauryn
Now picture me
falling

[Puffy]
Never seen never heard never happened never
occurred
Now picture me flying 10 000 feet above the sea
Popping bubbly,
you'd love to be me
Now picture the servants in the cabin with the sweetest
massage
Picture having ice and only wanna speak to God
Picture your
dreams being shattered and your cream being lavished
At the same time, tell
me what you think matters
Picture all the money that I've gotten off
tours
Now picture me plotting for more, picture this nigga

1 -
[Both]
Do you like it (yeah)
Wanna do the things that I do
Tell me do
you want it (yeah)
Wanna know what it's like in my shoes
Do you need it
(yeah)
Wanna see the things that I see
Tell me do you want it
(yeah)
Wanna know what it's like to be me

[Puffy]
Picture me
wildin', fiendin', reaching for tools
Straight flipping, losing my
cool
Now picture me gritty, P. Diddy 'bout to run in your house
The gun's
with me, put one in your mouth
Now picture me dressed in white linen while
your life is ending
Slightly grinning, picture that priceless
image
Picture me broke as fuck on your block about to open up
Like Okay
nigga, what's up

[Jay-Z]
Picture me driving a course through your
home, bustin' a "U"
Screaming at the top of my lungs "YOU FUCKING WITH
WHO?"
Picture me not being that hustler dude
Picture the Benz, a 5, and
the drop not new
Picture the watch ain't platinum, and the rock's not
blue
Picture y'all niggaz not knowing how I do
Picture me, better yet
picture you
Painting a better picture than the one that I drew

Repeat
1

[Puffy]
Where do you go from here when you felt you've done it
all
When what used to get you high don't get you high no more
When you
got a lot of cars, don't even drive no more
When you're expected to win,
they ain't surprised no more

[Jay-Z]
Hold up, stop, wait, reverse the
tape
How much money can one nigga make in one place
How much dough could
you hold in one safe
How many hoes can a nigga really
chase

[Puffy]
Where do you go after the applause
After all the
Soul Train and Grammy awards, after the tours
After asking these whores what
they after me for
Is it the money? The fame? The house, take it
all

[Jay-Z]
The sky's the limit, but I ain't done jumping
Money is
fast, but I ain't done running
Picture me driving some wack shit
Picture
me folding under pressure, picture that shit

Repeat 1 until fade