They Want It, But No - Film Version Songtext
von Tobe Nwigwe & Fat Nwigwe

Drip, glow, soul, way
Clip, pole, smoke, fade
They want the drip, glow, soul, wave
Clip, pole, smoke, fade

They want the drip, they want the glow
They want my soul, they want the wave
I keep a clip, I keep a pole
Who want the smoke? Who want the fade?

Ouch, bounce, crouch, or get slouched
My whole hood devout and
Vouch for the poems out of my mouth
My mama told me not to be a harlot
My granny helped me take the wise route
Although I′m itty-bitty, sittin' pretty
If the situation sticky, lights out
Funny how they want the

Drip, glow, soul, way
Clip, pole, smoke, fade
They want the drip


Look, I know you on my bumper
I know you want my thunder
Why the laws wanna take us under?
Why the hell am I in this jungle?
I know you on my bumper
I know you want my thunder
Why the laws wanna take us under?
Why the hell am I in this jungle?

Why the hell the law wanna press me?
A little wrinkle in time, make you pull the iron out
Find out what I′m 'bout from the inside out
Ride out the hideout prayin' we don′t strike out
Fire out while we drive out, ain′t no timeouts
We don't cry ′bout how they try to take us all out, look

They want the drip
They want my soul
I keep a clip
Who want the smoke?
They want the drip, they want the glow
They want my soul, they want the wave
I keep a clip, I keep a pole
Who want the smoke? Who want the fade?


I can't feel my feet (fallin′)
I feel incomplete (fallin')
I came here to speak (fallin′)
My body is weak (fallin')
I can't feel my feet (fallin′)
I feel incomplete (fallin′)
I came here to speak (fallin')
My body is weak (fallin′)
I can't feel my feet (fallin′)

They want the drip, they want the glow
They want my soul, they want the wave
I keep a clip, I keep a pole
Who want the smoke? Who want the fade?