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tone capone (rapper) - like it lyrics

[intro]
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girl, ooh, and i like it, i like it
girl, ooh, and i like it, i like it
girl, ooh, and i like it, i like it
girl, ooh, and i like it, i like it

[verse 1]
when i’m counting up them bands, i get too excited
and i can’t tell you how i got it, i might get indicted
bending corners through the ritz, i’m on autopilot
and keep something on my hip in case you wanna try it
this your b-tch? she on my d-ck, i think she really like it
huh, i think she really like it
she told me, “boy, you got that sauce, i think i wanna try it”
i told her, “baby, it’s a cost, you flyin’ with the pilot”
from 19 in the loft to 20 living private
by 25, a young n-gg- probably own an island
and i can see you looking lost but i can give you guidance
taking trips out the way, i’m tryna change the climate
fendi, gucci, louis, prada, i could be your stylist
but is you rockin’? ’cause i’m rollin’, b-tch, my life the wildest
gotta keep this sh-t one hundred, don’t be acting childish
get your chips out them tricks and keep your money piling

[chorus]
huh, i think she really like it
i think she really like it
i think she really like it
this your b-tch? she on my d-ck, i think she really like it
i think she really like it
i think she really like it
i think she really like it
this your b-tch? she on my d-ck, i think she really like it

[verse 2]
verse two, go ahead and bring that he-rs- through
better get your mans, baby girl, before i hurt dude
i know you never had a real n-gg-, i won’t hurt you
just show me what that purse do, like rihanna, i’ma work you
trappin’ twenty-four, don’t give a f-ck about a curfew
if it’s ’bout a check, i’m to the neck, i’m finna swerve through
nothin’ like the rest, b-tch, i’m the best, done got these n-gg-s pressed
buffies for the specs and gucci cleats just to step on necks
pull up drippin’ wet, doin’ a hundred, almost crashed the ‘vette
diamonds like to step, do they dougie, hit ’em with the flex
got these n-gg-s stressed like, “godd-mn, what the f-ck is next?”
godd-mn, what the f-ck is next?

[outro]
yeah, she like it, n-gg-
yeah, she like it, n-gg-
you mad your b-tch chose up, n-gg-?
oh, oh, oh, oh
my bad, my bad
you must not see
i’m a star, baby, you know what i mean?
the b-tch want a player, man, she gon’ choose up
n-gg-, to move up, man, know what i mean?

- tone capone rapper lyrics

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