What You Want
Pharaoh Jackson feat. Tyga 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 You Want" by Pharaoh Jackson featuring Tyga is an upbeat track about a man's desire to please his partner in every way. He sings about his freaky ways to put her on, dressing her up in Saint Laurent, and speaking voodoo with his tongue. The chorus is catchy and repetitive, emphasizing the question of what she wants and his ability to provide it. Tyga's verse adds to the bragging and boastful nature of the song, with lines about expensive purchases and getting to the top. Coi Leray's appearance at the end brings a female perspective to the song, with confident lyrics about wealth, success, and independence.


The combination of trap beats and melodic autotune creates a party anthem that celebrates luxury and eroticism. The lyrics are straightforward and objectifying, portraying women as accessories or rewards, but the delivery is confident and infectious. The song doesn't aim for meaningful content, but rather for a temporary escape or a catchy Instagram caption. The repetitive nature of the chorus and the ad-libs make it easy to dance or sing along, regardless of the meaning.


Overall, "What You Want" is a fun and shallow hip-hop song that prioritizes style over substance. It doesn't offer any new insights or emotions, but it delivers a hedonistic and catchy experience that might appeal to fans of Tyga or trap music in general.


Line by Line Meaning

What you, what you want? (Want)
Asking the listener what they desire.


I got freaky ways to put you on (on, yeah)
Implying that the singer has unique and exciting methods to enhance the listener's pleasure.


Dress you up in Saint Laurent (oh, yeah)
Suggesting the singer can provide lavish clothing and accessories for the listener.


Speak that voodoo with my tongue (whoa, yeah)
Implying that the artist has the power to enchant and seduce the listener.


She's so, mm, mm, yeah, yeah
Describing the listener as attractive and desirable.


I'm tryna tell you what's up, yeah
Attempting to communicate important information to the listener.


Sippin' away 'cause she pretty
Enjoying a drink while admiring the listener's appearance.


I'm feelin' saditty, I'm fillin' my cup, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Feeling classy and sophisticated, indulging in drinks to enhance the atmosphere.


I'm tryna tell you get with me
Encouraging the listener to engage in a relationship with the artist.


I'll take you on trips, you just tell me the city, yeah (yeah)
Offering to take the listener on exciting adventures wherever they desire.


In the islands, we be chillin'
Imagining a relaxing and luxurious vacation with the listener.


I got me a check so you know we be litty, yeah
Having a large sum of money to spend on extravagances with the listener.


Tell me, tell me what you need (uh-huh)
Asking the listener what they require or desire.


You know I'm on it (all)
Guaranteeing that the singer is capable of fulfilling the listener's requests.


I can get you everything (mm-hm)
Assuring the listener that the singer has the resources to acquire whatever they want.


You know I got it (got)
Reiterating the artist's ability to provide for the listener.


Babygirl bad and she bougie
Complimenting the listener's attractiveness and sophisticated taste.


I keep it one hunnid, pull up in a hooptie, yeah (hooptie)
Maintaining authenticity and down-to-earth qualities despite having wealth and success.


I'm tryna take you out with me
Inviting the listener to accompany the singer on outings and adventures.


I get you that Birkin, just prove that you with me, yeah (with me, yeah)
Promising to buy the listener expensive designer items as a symbol of their relationship.


Heard you want it, yeah, I got it (yeah)
Acknowledging the listener's desire for something and offering to provide it.


Pop the tag, fuck the price, swipe, you know I'm 'bout it
Willing to spend extravagantly without concern for the cost.


Foreign baddie (ooh), she exotic like Bugatti (exotic, exotic)
Comparing the listener's remarkable beauty to an expensive, rare car.


Spicy jalapeno, icy mami, big dripper (body)
Describing the listener as both hot and cold in demeanor, yet attractive and alluring.


Ho-ho-ho, hop in (skrr)
Welcoming the listener to join the singer in a vehicle.


Pop out, paparazzi at the valet (yeah)
Drawing attention and admiration as the singer and listener exit a car at a fancy establishment.


Top ten (top ten, ooh)
Acknowledging the listener as a top ranking individual.


Top ten, my girl got a girlfriend (yeah)
Revealing that the listener's social circle includes romantic relationships with other women.


I got options (options)
Flaunting the artist's ability to select from multiple desirable individuals to associate with.


Options, put 'em in a Maybach Benz (ooh)
Implying that multiple people can fit comfortably and luxuriously in the singer's expensive car.


Lookin' at my wrist, she know what time it is (give me time, ah)
Showing off an expensive watch while implying that the listener is aware of the singer's value and status.


We gon' get rich, babe, huh (uh-huh)
Declaring a desire to increase wealth and success with the listener.


We gon' have rich sex, huh (mm)
Proposing that the listener's sexual experiences with the artist will be luxurious and pleasurable.


We gon' get lit, babe, yeah (get lit)
Promising to enjoy exciting and lively experiences with the listener.


We get big checks (we get big checks)
Boasting about receiving large amounts of money.


So let 'em hate, baby (let 'em hate, baby)
Encouraging the listener to ignore negative opinions and judgement from others.


It be great (it be great)
Expecting great success and satisfaction with the listener.


Fuck them haters, bae (fuck them haters)
Expressing disdain for those who express negativity or disapproval.


You the greatest (you the greatest)
Complimenting the listener as the best and most important individual.


Yeah, we got sticks (we got sticks)
Referring to firearms and implying that the artist and listener are prepared for any confrontation or danger.


Fully locked jammin', it's lit (it's lit)
Active and ready for action, creating an exciting and energizing atmosphere.


Bitches Glock got a K (got a K)
Describing a group of women who are also armed and dangerous.


On my way to the top, let's get it
Expressing a goal to achieve great success with the listener's help and support.


Fuck friends, I ain't too friendly
Disregarding the importance of maintaining a large social circle and preferring to focus on intimate relationships.


Yeah, I don't wanna hang, gotta keep my distance
Preferring to limit association and maintain distance from others.


You wanna talk but you don't wanna listen (listen)
Noticing a lack of attentiveness in the listener during communication.


Don't got no time 'cause I'm on a mission, ayy
Focused on achieving personal goals and objectives and not willing to waste time or energy on unproductive activities.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Alexander Perez, Alexander Walter Bak, Christian J. Ward, Christopher Chrishan Dotson, Coi Leray Collins, Diego Avendano, Drew Love, Joel Banks, Julia Lewis, Michael Ray Nguyen-Stevenson, Taylor Banks

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