Whatever You Like
Spadez, what's happenin'
Mmm, she make it splish splash
Mmm, she like that quick cash
Head turner, got that whiplash
She want that real, well this that shit
She in the function yellin' "bad bitches link up"
Bands on her, yellin' "money ain't thing, yuh"
That's a bad ting bruh, you know what I mean bruh
Tryin' to tie her down, she don't want no strings bruh bruh
When I'm off that henny, feel like Henny Kravitz
If you want it, baby, you could have it
That's my baby, she a savage
She a little ratchet, and I love that shit
You ain't gotta worry tonight
You could have whatever you like
It's all on me, it's all on me
I know that you 'bout that life
My bitch the baddest, that peach the fattest
The way she get right to the cabbage, ooh yeah she a savage
Ain't no average, she ain't trippin', she ain't got no baggage
She so classy, but she still know how to get shit ratchet
She got hella ass, we on Telegraph
If she got a problem, she want all the smoke and she gon' tell ya ass
Yeah, that way
Call that the bay way
I call that my bay bae
Ay bay bay (yee)
When I'm off that henny, feel like Henny Kravitz
If you want it, baby, you could have it
That's my baby, she a savage
She a little ratchet, and I love that shit
You ain't gotta worry tonight
You could have whatever you like
It's all on me, it's all on me
I know that you 'bout that life
Mmm, she make it splish splash
Mmm, she like that quick cash
Head turner, got that whiplash
She want that real, well this that shit
She in the function yellin' "bad bitches link up"
Bands on her, yellin' "money ain't thing, yuh"
That's a bad ting bruh, you know what I mean bruh
Tryin' to tie her down, she don't want no strings bruh bruh
When I'm off that henny, feel like Henny Kravitz
If you want it, baby, you could have it
That's my baby, she a savage
She a little ratchet, and I love that shit
You ain't gotta worry tonight
You could have whatever you like
It's all on me, it's all on me
I know that you 'bout that life
My bitch the baddest, that peach the fattest
The way she get right to the cabbage, ooh yeah she a savage
Ain't no average, she ain't trippin', she ain't got no baggage
She so classy, but she still know how to get shit ratchet
She got hella ass, we on Telegraph
If she got a problem, she want all the smoke and she gon' tell ya ass
Yeah, that way
Call that the bay way
I call that my bay bae
Ay bay bay (yee)
When I'm off that henny, feel like Henny Kravitz
If you want it, baby, you could have it
That's my baby, she a savage
She a little ratchet, and I love that shit
You ain't gotta worry tonight
You could have whatever you like
It's all on me, it's all on me
I know that you 'bout that life
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Writer(s): Alexander Martinez
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