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Want It Video (MV)




Performed By: Ryan-Alan
Language: English
Length: 2:22
Written by: Ryan Alan




Ryan-Alan - Want It Lyrics




I don't wanna leave you guessing
Hit me if you ever got questions
It's better when we keep it transparent
I need you all to myself, I ain't sharing

'Cuase you got a vibe they ain't matching
Somethin' came over me like magic
I got a tight grip on you, wouldn't switch on you
I love the way you pull me in when I'm putting this dick on you

Know yo ex nigga so sick
Bet he miss that shit
Know he f*cked up so bad
It's like as soon as you happy he wanna run back
But I got it locked and he can't come back

Now we smoke good, eat good, f*ck good, live good
Gotta treat you like a real nigga should
Let me know what you need, and I'ma get it understood
Try to come at my baby? I wish a bitch nigga would

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Grabbing on you turn me to a hard rock
You with all of that body, it make my jaw drop
Make a nigga wanna lay up with you nonstop

And since we been in motion I been ghostin' all these bitches
I don't miss it
This shit real, that's just the difference, yea

I want it, I want it, I want it
I want it, I want it, I want it

I want it, yea
I want it, yea
I want it, I want it
I want it, yea
I want it, yea
I want it, I want it
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I don't wanna leave you guessing
Hit me if you ever got questions
It's better when we keep it transparent
I need you all to myself, I ain't sharing

'Cuase you got a vibe they ain't matching
Somethin' came over me like magic
I got a tight grip on you, wouldn't switch on you
I love the way you pull me in when I'm putting this dick on you

Know yo ex nigga so sick
Bet he miss that shit
Know he f*cked up so bad
It's like as soon as you happy he wanna run back
But I got it locked and he can't come back

Now we smoke good, eat good, f*ck good, live good
Gotta treat you like a real nigga should
Let me know what you need, and I'ma get it understood
Try to come at my baby? I wish a bitch nigga would

Off top
Grabbing on you turn me to a hard rock
You with all of that body, it make my jaw drop
Make a nigga wanna lay up with you nonstop

And since we been in motion I been ghostin' all these bitches
I don't miss it
This shit real, that's just the difference, yea

I want it, I want it, I want it
I want it, I want it, I want it

I want it, yea
I want it, yea
I want it, I want it
I want it, yea
I want it, yea
I want it, I want it
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