When Blac Youngsta hops onboard, you already know that calmness and tranquility are out of the question. In fact, like a dog seeks out asses, so too does the "Booty" aficionado. As such, when Kent Jones called Youngsta up to spit some bars on his bawdy anthem "I Wana," the answer was an immediate yes. And what better backdrop for Jones, Youngsta, and Renni Rucci to vibe on than an 808-heavy banger from 808-Ray? This one was hardly designed to reinvent the wheel, but damned if it doesn't sound good at high volumes.
Lyrically, we're looking at a simple premise. Carnal desires. No talking allowed. Jones sets it off in that regard, making his intentions known before Blac Youngsta slides though like a favorite, if not banned-from-a-few-gatherings, uncle. With Rucci closing things off on a high note, we're looking at an enjoyable anthem for the clubs with little to nitpick. Given that the song seems to solely exist as a means of initiating one practice and one practice only, it's hard to say this one didn't live up to its purpose.
Red white and blue hoes in America
Fuck on your boo, when she get a pedicure
Suck on my dick when I get a manicure
Louis Vuitton boots, you get a second pair