Opposites Attract (What They Like) lyrics

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"Got another hit, of fresh air!!"
"Oooooh, got another hit!"

[Fat Joe]
Platinum chains, down to my di*k
I'm so sick, like flames, light up ya b*tch
Get it hot like 'dro, and firin and pink slips
You at the club alone now she hidin in my whip (But kick it)
I know just what you need; you need to f*ck with me
Cuz when you ballin with Joey you in another league
Somethin like Doji, Chloe diamonds, and better weed
I'm four-wheelin through roads you mighta never seen
Take you on trips, you know the minimal sh*t, the basic
Long as your dip is official, if we're twistin you lace it
Spit it amazin when I'm layin the mack game
I could, put 'em in chains and give 'em blings and cashy rings
Like delicious, thug passionate candy cane
Know you could, stay witcha mayne and just live plain
I ball with the best of them, flossin the emblem
First playa front get applause from T.S. and them (Clap my n*ggas)

[Hook - Fat Joe + Remy Martin]
[FJ] I know what b*tches like (What?)
They wanna live it live
They want a n*gga with eight figures that can give 'em ice
They wanna chill up in Villa with me every night
[RM] Yeah pa you got it right
That's what my b*tches like
But I know what n*ggas like (What?)
They wanna hit it right
They want a chick that's willin to strip on the first night (True)
The type of chick that'll make you forget about ya wife
[FJ] Yeah ma you got it right
That's what my n*ggas like
[Remy Martin]
I pull up to the club in the truck
Like what, the f*ck, IS UP!
I stay out with the blunt, cuz I don't give a f*ck
With, L-I-D n*ggas, know who I be
And I know what n*ggas like, n*ggas like me
Pretty Remy on the rocks in the V.I.P
See, n*ggas like menages and overnight parties
Butt naked b*tches in the hotel lobby
I plays the bar cuz they don't charge me
Plus n*ggas like dogs to broads in white T's
Outside it's a fight over me
Cuz I'm with n*ggas like, "Yeah, you better get it right"
"You know my sh*t is tight"
If you live we'll be f*ckin today, as long as you ain't
Touchin my pay, this sh*t is nothin to me
I got my mind right, my money right, I'm pushin a Benz
Plus I'm a dime like (Whoa!) Got n*ggas lookin for Rem'

[Hook: Fat Joe + Remy Martin]
[RM] I know what n*ggas like (What?)
They wanna hit it right
They want a chick that's willin to strip on the first night (True)
The type of chick that'll make you forget about ya wife (C'mon)
[FJ] Yeah ma you got it right
That's what my n*ggas like
I know what b*tches like (What?)
They wanna live the life
They want a n*gga with eight figures that can give 'em ice
They wanna chill up in Villa with me every night
[RM] Yeah pa you got it right
That's what my b*tches like
[Fat Joe]
You know a lot mama
How be take a nice cruise to the Ba-ha-mas
With ice daquiris and jewels, picture
Just me and you under the palm trees
Up on the beach in your bikini and we feelin the breeze

[Remy Martin]
But baby, I know just what you need
You need some Hennessey (Uh-huh)
And in a minute we'll finish it with a little me
Sex into sleepin on bedsheets outta Italy
Then send yo' ass back home without no energy

[Fat Joe]
Yo, after I take you on a night on the town
We could, slide to the telly when nobody's around
The next-door neighbors complainin because they hearin the sound
[Both] It's goin down da-down da-down, da-da-da-da-da-da down

[Hook - Fat Joe + Remy Martin]
[FJ] I know what b*tches like (What?)
They wanna live it live
They want a n*gga with eight figures that can give 'em ice
They wanna chill up in Villa with me every night
[RM] Yeah pa you got it right
That's what my b*tches like
But I know what n*ggas like (What?)
They wanna hit it right
They want a chick that's willin to strip on the first night (True)
The type of chick that'll make you forget about ya wife
[FJ] Yeah ma you got it right
That's what my n*ggas like
Hit.. got another hit
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