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rico tarantino - what you like lyrics

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[intro]
it’s that netflix and chill aftermath man
you know who it is (oooooh)
rico!

[verse 1]
how could i go left when this sh-t feels so right
& she shy, but i told her, that i don’t bite
fine, i won’t cross that line
she, always on my mind
you, cannot tell me no
why? i know what you like

middle of the night
my legs so weak, you wet my sheets
i serve good d-ck, bonappet-t
so i might f-ck you back to sleep
i got the juice, so keep yo tee
make you sing like do-re-mi
and i can’t wait to hit your g and check yo plumming for the leak

she send a egg plant
smiley face
the emoji with the tongue out
thats the best text
i reply
and i send a couple peach emojis
with a text saying
you know the the best, when you get wet

lemme get my mind right
i mean mindset
cause you know i wonder off when we start texting
lemme f-ck on the phone, that’s phone s-xing
you a lil bad, imma teach you a lesson

i’m like ri, i move dat work
i won’t c-m til you c-m first
you hypnotize me when you twerk
so i might take you out that shirt
and on that table
kiss yo neck, till i reach yo navel
you know that i’m able
get dat “you know”, so unstable
we gone

[hook]
and you know what you like
(i bet you won’t tell me no)
and i know what you like
i might have her saying whoa
like whoa, whoa
i know what you like so it’s hard to tell me no
got her like like (whoaaa) whoa, whoa, like whoa
i know what you like so it’s hard to tell me no
got her like whoa

[verse 2]
she give me that look
dam, i’m like what i do?
oh sh-t, round 2
jump out them shoes and hit your room
i love smelling your perfume
she like f-ckin’ to my tunes
we might switch it up and hit the kitchen or the living room

and your body so unique
got me staring at your physique
so imma make you hit yo peak

you can throw that -ss on me
can’t wait to feel you rain on me
grab that pillow for your knees
i love it when you educating me

i’m already knowing that she not a stripper
but i’m a big tipper
take them clothes off, pour up that liquor
ima make her sing, like bryson tiller

so don’t you
c-m too fast
i need you to last
let me teach yo -ss a lesson
you can throw it back in cl-ss (listen)

i can be your f-cking genie in the bottle
you’ll dreaming bout tomorrow
have you wishing that you was my woman
(x2)

[hook]
and i know what you like
(i bet you won’t tell me no)
and i know what you like
i might have her saying whoa
like whoa, whoa
i know what you like so it’s hard to tell me no
got her like (whooaa) whoa, whoa, like whoa

i know what you like so it’s hard to tell me no
got her like like whoa

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