What I Like
Oh, that shit's good
Yeah
I like cruisin' down the block with my dogs outside
I like poppin' off the top when it's hot outside
I like heem on the rocks, fill the cup crushed ice
When a ho don't talk, but she still act nice
That shit I like, ay
Baby get it right, ay
Lately I'm that guy, ay
And I ain't have to try, ay
Yeah, you see the fit, uh
Yeah, she say it's fi, ugh
I been gettin' lit, ugh
I been on a high, yeah
That's just what I like bitch, that's just what I like, uh
That's just what I like bitch, that's just what I like, uh
That's just what I like bitch, that's just what I like, uh
That's just what I like bitch, that's just what I like, uh
That's just what I
Baby I fuck around
Ask me again for another round
I know that you are from outta town
But I hope you know that I'ma need that mouth
That's just how I been gettin' down
On a wave, I could let her drown
Always callin' me bae and shit
I told her she better use a different noun
Lately I been riding in my own lane
Flip a peso, cause I'm so paid
Cookin' up a bag and it's gourmet
Shit that I like, I do it all day
I do it all
I like wearin' drip
I like foreign shit
I like when she say my name, followed by sexy bite on lip
I like to pretend that I'ma lose, cause I always win
And I like chillin' in a booth, where shots never end
Shit damn
God damn, god damn
I like when neck is frozen
I like when sack is potent
I like when Grey Goose pourin'
I like to make moves, motion
I like squad, we so lit
I like my gut to with
I got my wrist a bestfriend
Ah damn
Ah shit, why he do 'em like that
Gotta letter from my ex and I couldn't write back
Yeah my section VIP, cause I run it like that
Girl if it ain't heem, gotta send it right back
I like to show sauce, when I pull up and park
And I like to throw guap, I ain't usin' no card
I like showin' who boss, when dude trynna act hard
I like chillin' at the spot, brodie always match bars
That shit I like, ay
Baby get it right, ay
Lately I'm that guy, ay
And I ain't have to try, ay
Yeah, you see the fit, uh
Yeah, she say it's fi, ugh
I been gettin' lit, ugh
I been on a high, yeah
That's just what I like bitch, that's just what I like, uh
That's just what I like bitch, that's just what I like, uh
That's just what I like bitch, that's just what I like, uh
That's just what I like bitch, that's just what I like, uh
That's just what I
Yeah
I like cruisin' down the block with my dogs outside
I like poppin' off the top when it's hot outside
I like heem on the rocks, fill the cup crushed ice
When a ho don't talk, but she still act nice
That shit I like, ay
Baby get it right, ay
Lately I'm that guy, ay
And I ain't have to try, ay
Yeah, you see the fit, uh
Yeah, she say it's fi, ugh
I been gettin' lit, ugh
I been on a high, yeah
That's just what I like bitch, that's just what I like, uh
That's just what I like bitch, that's just what I like, uh
That's just what I like bitch, that's just what I like, uh
That's just what I like bitch, that's just what I like, uh
That's just what I
Baby I fuck around
Ask me again for another round
I know that you are from outta town
But I hope you know that I'ma need that mouth
That's just how I been gettin' down
On a wave, I could let her drown
Always callin' me bae and shit
I told her she better use a different noun
Lately I been riding in my own lane
Flip a peso, cause I'm so paid
Cookin' up a bag and it's gourmet
Shit that I like, I do it all day
I do it all
I like wearin' drip
I like foreign shit
I like when she say my name, followed by sexy bite on lip
I like to pretend that I'ma lose, cause I always win
And I like chillin' in a booth, where shots never end
Shit damn
God damn, god damn
I like when neck is frozen
I like when sack is potent
I like when Grey Goose pourin'
I like to make moves, motion
I like squad, we so lit
I like my gut to with
I got my wrist a bestfriend
Ah damn
Ah shit, why he do 'em like that
Gotta letter from my ex and I couldn't write back
Yeah my section VIP, cause I run it like that
Girl if it ain't heem, gotta send it right back
I like to show sauce, when I pull up and park
And I like to throw guap, I ain't usin' no card
I like showin' who boss, when dude trynna act hard
I like chillin' at the spot, brodie always match bars
That shit I like, ay
Baby get it right, ay
Lately I'm that guy, ay
And I ain't have to try, ay
Yeah, you see the fit, uh
Yeah, she say it's fi, ugh
I been gettin' lit, ugh
I been on a high, yeah
That's just what I like bitch, that's just what I like, uh
That's just what I like bitch, that's just what I like, uh
That's just what I like bitch, that's just what I like, uh
That's just what I like bitch, that's just what I like, uh
That's just what I
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