​​i like dat.. lyrics

‎[Intro]
Damn, I like that b*tch, yeah (Yeah)
Damn, I like that, damn, I like that, damn, I like these clothes, huh (Yeah, yeah)
Damn, I like that, damn, I like that, damn, I like that b*tch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Damn, I like that, damn, I like that (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, huh, yeah, damn, I like that (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Damn, I like that b*tch, yeah (Like that b*tch)
Damn, I like that, damn, I like that, damn, I like them clothes, huh (Like them clothes, huh)
I don't wanna f*ck with no b*tch that wan’ see my room, huh (See my room, huh)
I just f*ck with Oxy', yeah, I put it up my nose, huh (Uh-huh, uh)

[Verse]
Yeah, I got them racks on me, them packs on me, both go, uh (Yeah, they both go)
If you want some Tose' b*tch, I got it on the floor, huh (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
If you wanna catch a flight, lil’ b*tch, just let me know, huh (Yeah, let me know)
If you wanna sip some drank with me, I'll let you pour (Uh, yeah, yeah)
Uh, yeah, real red, real red, b*tch (Huh)
I'm walkin' dead, b*tch (Huh)
She wanna f*ck with me, f*ck with her head, b*tch (Huh)
Julius on my leather, b*tch, I'm rockin' that good lamb skin (Lamb skin, woah)
Walkin' out the crib, I look like a lead of a rock band (Yeah, yeah)
Doin' them drugs, I do them Oxy’ but I do not crash out (Oh, oh, oh)
Shawty wan’ f*ck, she hit me up, she comin' over with her ass out (Oh, oh, oh)
She can’t talk to me 'cause she saw me and said I look like a as*h*le (Huh, huh, hah)
Just like last week, on that one-twenty, I felt like I was gon' pass out (Woah, yeah, yeah, hah)
Yeah, bring a lil' bag out, yeah-yeah, bring a lil’ bag out (Woah, yeah, hah)
n*ggas in NY, they bring them racks out from the stash box (Yeah, yeah)
My bro just put me on to a new play, I'm finna cash out (Yeah, huh, uh, yeah)
I'm gon' smoke this tree and go shoppin', that sh*t my favorite pastime (Woah, my favorite, hah)
Ridin' in that b*tch solid, uh
f*ckin' that b*tch, she got mileage (b*tch got mileage)
But I don't care, she not mine (Mine)
b*tch, you know I'm on that time (I'm on that time)
b*tch, you know I'm on that demon time, demon time, b*tch, you know I'm on that time (Y'all know I'm on that time)
I can't get her off a line (Cane)
b*tch, I'ma need the whole pint, uh (Yeah, the whole pint)
In the cut with my slime, uh (Slime)
Creepin' out, this at night, uh (Yeah)
Need to feel like I'm dyin', huh (Yeah)
Before I hop on that flight, yeah (Yeah)
Touchdown in LAX, huh (Yeah)
f*cked that b*tch the same night, yeah (Yeah)
Hit a Rick store in the mornin', huh (Yeah)
Spent four racks, that's slight, yeah (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Damn, I like that b*tch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Damn, I like that, damn, I like that, damn, I like them clothes, huh (Yeah, yeah)
I don't wanna f*ck with no b*tch that wan' see my room, huh (Yeah, huh)
I just f*ck with Oxy, yeah, I put it up my nose, huh (Uh)