I Like
I'm diggin' on ya, babe... I'm diggin' on ya babe
I'm diggin' on ya babe... I'm diggin' on ya babe
Ooh, I like
I'm diggin' on ya, babe
Just checkin' out the way you look
And all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
Watchin' how you move
Deep down in the groove so hot
And boy, all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
I'm diggin' on ya, babe
Just checkin' out the way you look
And all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
Watchin' how you move
Deep down in the groove so hot
And boy, all I can say is...
Yeh... he knew he had it
Like every chyck was s'posed to come to him
He only had three words: "hey," "c'mon," and "please"
"Hey" for "how ya doin'"
"C'mon" to get me on the floor
"Please..." when I looked at him like, "What?" (what?)
I went (mmnh)
I figured, "whatever..." (whatever)
And... oh, my God
All I could think was
You got me in a spin
I need some oxygen
So sexy it's a sin
Look alright, moves so tight, and
You got me in a spin
I need some oxygen
So sexy it's a sin
Got the work, make me hurt... and
Ooh, I like
I'm diggin' on ya, babe
Just checkin' out the way you look
And all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
Watchin' how you move
Deep down in the groove so hot
And boy, all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
I'm diggin' on ya, babe
Just checkin' out the way you look
And all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
Watchin' how you move
Deep down in the groove so hot
And boy, all I can say is...
The floor was ours
Nobody could hang with our cipher (no-one)
He moved like... damn
No, grrl, really—damn
So I moved like... damn
We was bad
I mean... really bad...
Still... no words
We said a lot anyway
And this kid, he had me gone (gone)
In my head, I was like:
You fit the right profile
I like your roguish style
You 'bout to drive me wild
Sense done left, yer cute to death... and
What you gon' do with this
I got you on my list
Ooh, boy I can't resist
Make me bad, best you had, uh
Just under the groove, we heard:
What kinda work ya got
What kinda work ya got
Step up, make it hot
What kinda work do you got
What kinda work ya got
What kinda work ya got
Step up, make it hot
What kinda work do you got
Ooh, I like
I'm diggin' on ya, babe
Just checkin' out the way you look
And all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
Watchin' how you move
Deep down in the groove so hot
And boy, all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
I'm diggin' on ya, babe
Just checkin' out the way you look
And all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
Watchin' how you move
Deep down in the groove so hot
And boy, all I can say is...
What kinda work ya got
What kinda work ya got
Step up, make it hot
What kinda work do you got
What kinda work ya got
What kinda work ya got
Step up, make it hot
So hot
And boy, all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
I'm diggin' on ya, babe
Just checkin' out the way you look
And all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
Watchin' how you move
Deep down in the groove so hot
And boy, all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
I'm diggin' on ya, babe
Just checkin' out the way you look
And all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
Watchin' how you move
Deep down in the groove so hot
And boy, all I can say is...
I'm diggin' on ya babe... I'm diggin' on ya babe
Ooh, I like
I'm diggin' on ya, babe
Just checkin' out the way you look
And all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
Watchin' how you move
Deep down in the groove so hot
And boy, all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
I'm diggin' on ya, babe
Just checkin' out the way you look
And all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
Watchin' how you move
Deep down in the groove so hot
And boy, all I can say is...
Yeh... he knew he had it
Like every chyck was s'posed to come to him
He only had three words: "hey," "c'mon," and "please"
"Hey" for "how ya doin'"
"C'mon" to get me on the floor
"Please..." when I looked at him like, "What?" (what?)
I went (mmnh)
I figured, "whatever..." (whatever)
And... oh, my God
All I could think was
You got me in a spin
I need some oxygen
So sexy it's a sin
Look alright, moves so tight, and
You got me in a spin
I need some oxygen
So sexy it's a sin
Got the work, make me hurt... and
Ooh, I like
I'm diggin' on ya, babe
Just checkin' out the way you look
And all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
Watchin' how you move
Deep down in the groove so hot
And boy, all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
I'm diggin' on ya, babe
Just checkin' out the way you look
And all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
Watchin' how you move
Deep down in the groove so hot
And boy, all I can say is...
The floor was ours
Nobody could hang with our cipher (no-one)
He moved like... damn
No, grrl, really—damn
So I moved like... damn
We was bad
I mean... really bad...
Still... no words
We said a lot anyway
And this kid, he had me gone (gone)
In my head, I was like:
You fit the right profile
I like your roguish style
You 'bout to drive me wild
Sense done left, yer cute to death... and
What you gon' do with this
I got you on my list
Ooh, boy I can't resist
Make me bad, best you had, uh
Just under the groove, we heard:
What kinda work ya got
What kinda work ya got
Step up, make it hot
What kinda work do you got
What kinda work ya got
What kinda work ya got
Step up, make it hot
What kinda work do you got
Ooh, I like
I'm diggin' on ya, babe
Just checkin' out the way you look
And all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
Watchin' how you move
Deep down in the groove so hot
And boy, all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
I'm diggin' on ya, babe
Just checkin' out the way you look
And all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
Watchin' how you move
Deep down in the groove so hot
And boy, all I can say is...
What kinda work ya got
What kinda work ya got
Step up, make it hot
What kinda work do you got
What kinda work ya got
What kinda work ya got
Step up, make it hot
So hot
And boy, all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
I'm diggin' on ya, babe
Just checkin' out the way you look
And all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
Watchin' how you move
Deep down in the groove so hot
And boy, all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
I'm diggin' on ya, babe
Just checkin' out the way you look
And all I can say is...
Ooh, I like
Watchin' how you move
Deep down in the groove so hot
And boy, all I can say is...
Credits
Writer(s): G. Negrra, R. Miles, J. Williams, V. Jones
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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