What U Want
Lil Xxel Lyrics

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Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh (you my)
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
(Right now sound)
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
(Sound)
(Hitmaka)
(B-B-Bankroll got it)
(D-Diego)

What you, what you want? (Want)
I got freaky ways to put you on (on, yeah)
Dress you up in Saint Laurent (oh, yeah)
Speak that voodoo with my tongue (whoa, yeah)
What you, what you want? (Want)
I got freaky ways to put you on (on), yeah
Dress you up in Saint Laurent (Saint Laurent, yeah)
Speak that voodoo with my tongue (with my tongue, yeah)

She's so, mm, mm, yeah, yeah
I'm tryna tell you what's up, yeah
Sippin' away 'cause she pretty
I'm feelin' saditty, I'm fillin' my cup, yeah (yeah, yeah)
I'm tryna tell you get with me
I'll take you on trips, you just tell me the city, yeah (yeah)
In the islands, we be chillin'
I got me a check so you know we be litty, yeah
Tell me, tell me what you need (uh-huh)
You know I'm on it (all)
I can get you everything (mm-hm)
You know I got it (got)
Babygirl bad and she bougie
I keep it one hunnid, pull up in a hooptie, yeah (hooptie)
I'm tryna take you out with me
I get you that Birkin, just prove that you with me, yeah (with me, yeah)

What you, what you want? (Want)
I got freaky ways to put you on (on, yeah)
Dress you up in Saint Laurent (oh, yeah)
Speak that voodoo with my tongue (whoa, yeah)

Ayy-ayy (hey)
Heard you want it, yeah, I got it (yeah)
Pop the tag, fuck the price, swipe, you know I'm 'bout it
Foreign baddie (ooh), she exotic like Bugatti (exotic, exotic)
Spicy jalapeno, icy mami, big dripper (body)
Ho-ho-ho, hop in (skrr)
Pop out, paparazzi at the valet (yeah)
Top ten (top ten, ooh)
Top ten, my girl got a girlfriend (yeah)
I got options (options)
Options, put 'em in a Maybach Benz (ooh)
Lookin' at my wrist, she know what time it is (give me time, ah)

What you, what you want? (What you want? Ooh, ooh)
I got freaky ways to put you on (on, yeah)
Dress you up in Saint Laurent (oh, yeah)
Speak that voodoo with my tongue (whoa, yeah)
What you, what you want? (Want)
I got freaky ways to put you on (on, yeah)
Dress you up in Saint Laurent (Saint Laurent, yeah)
Speak that voodoo with my tongue (with my tongue, yeah)
(Coi Leray, yeah, let's go)

We gon' get rich, babe, huh (uh-huh)
We gon' have rich sex, huh (mm)
We gon' get lit, babe, yeah (get lit)
We get big checks (we get big checks)
So let 'em hate, baby (let 'em hate, baby)
It be great (it be great)
Fuck them haters, bae (fuck them haters)
You the greatest (you the greatest)
Yeah, we got sticks (we got sticks)
Fully locked jammin', it's lit (it's lit)
Bitches Glock got a K (got a K)
On my way to the top, let's get it
Fuck friends, I ain't too friendly
Yeah, I don't wanna hang, gotta keep my distance
You wanna talk but you don't wanna listen (listen)
Don't got no time 'cause I'm on a mission, ayy

What you, what you want? (What you want? Yeah)
I got freaky ways to put you on (on, yeah)
Dress you up in Saint Laurent (oh, yeah)
Speak that voodoo with my tongue (whoa, yeah)
What you, what you want? (Want)
I got freaky ways to put you on (on, yeah)

Dress you up in Saint Laurent (Saint Laurent, yeah)
Speak that voodoo with my tongue (with my tongue, yeah)

Overall Meaning

The song "What U Want" by Lil Xxel Tyga Coi Leray is a track about fulfilling the desires of one's partner. It starts with Lil Xxel introducing the song, and then the chorus begins. The chorus is about offering to fulfill any desire a partner may have, even if it's a little freaky. The first verse is about how the girl is beautiful and how Lil Xxel is trying to impress her by filling up his cup and taking her on trips to islands. He also mentions being able to get her everything she needs. The second verse is Tyga's verse, which repeats the idea that he can get the girl anything she wants, even designer Saint Laurent clothing. Coi Leray's verse discusses getting rich and having sex with a partner.

The song is a mix of rap and R&B. Lil Xxel's singing complements Tyga's rapping, while Coi Leray's verse is more melodic. The lyrics are catchy, and the chorus is easy to sing along to. The song has a 90s feel to it, with some contemporary beats mixed in.

Line by Line Meaning

Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh (you my)
The sound of the intro.

What you, what you want? (Want)
Asking what the person desires.

I got freaky ways to put you on (on, yeah)
I have creative ways to pleasure you.

Dress you up in Saint Laurent (oh, yeah)
I can give you expensive fashion items.

Speak that voodoo with my tongue (whoa, yeah)
I can talk dirty and turn you on.

She's so, mm, mm, yeah, yeah
The artist is impressed by the girl.

I'm tryna tell you what's up, yeah
The artist is trying to express his intentions.

Sippin' away 'cause she pretty
The artist is enjoying a drink while admiring the girl.

I'm feelin' saditty, I'm fillin' my cup, yeah (yeah, yeah)
The artist is feeling classy and upbeat.

I'm tryna tell you get with me
The artist is trying to convince the girl to be with him.

I'll take you on trips, you just tell me the city, yeah (yeah)
The artist is willing to take the girl on a vacation.

In the islands, we be chillin'
The artist enjoys vacations in the islands.

Babygirl bad and she bougie
The girl is attractive and classy.

I keep it one hunnid, pull up in a hooptie, yeah (hooptie)
The artist is honest and doesn't need a fancy car to impress.

I'm tryna take you out with me
The artist wants to take the girl with him.

I get you that Birkin, just prove that you with me, yeah (with me, yeah)
The artist is willing to buy the girl an expensive bag if she proves her loyalty.

Heard you want it, yeah, I got it (yeah)
The artist has what the girl desires.

Pop the tag, fuck the price, swipe, you know I'm 'bout it
The artist is willing to pay any amount to get what he wants.

Foreign baddie (ooh), she exotic like Bugatti (exotic, exotic)
The girl is foreign and attractive like a Bugatti car.

Spicy jalapeno, icy mami, big dripper (body)
The girl is spicy, hot and has a great body.

Ho-ho-ho, hop in (skrr)
The artist is inviting the girl to join him.

Pop out, paparazzi at the valet (yeah)
The artist expects attention from the paparazzi.

Fuck friends, I ain't too friendly
The artist doesn't care about having many friends.

Yeah, I don't wanna hang, gotta keep my distance
The artist wants to maintain a certain level of distance.

You wanna talk but you don't wanna listen (listen)
The artist feels ignored.

Don't got no time 'cause I'm on a mission, ayy
The artist is too focused on his goals.

We gon' get rich, babe, huh (uh-huh)
The artist and the girl will become wealthy.

We gon' have rich sex, huh (mm)
The artist and the girl will have sex while living a luxurious life.

We gon' get lit, babe, yeah (get lit)
The artist and the girl will have a lot of fun.

We get big checks (we get big checks)
The artist and the girl make a lot of money.

So let 'em hate, baby (let 'em hate, baby)
The artist advises the girl to ignore the haters.

It be great (it be great)
The artist believes life will be great.

Fuck them haters, bae (fuck them haters)
The artist wants to disregard the haters.

You the greatest (you the greatest)
The artist thinks the girl is the best.

Yeah, we got sticks (we got sticks)
The artist and the girl have weapons.

Fully locked jammin', it's lit (it's lit)
The artist and the girl have a great time partying.

Bitches Glock got a K (got a K)
The girl is holding a powerful weapon.

On my way to the top, let's get it
The artist is determined to succeed.

Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Alexander Gabriel Perez, Alexander Walter Bak, Andrew Neely, Benjamin Falik, Christian Ward, Christopher Dotson, Coi Leray Collins, Diego Javier Avendano, Joel Banks, Michael Stevenson, Taylor Banks

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