b*tch I like lyrics

[Master P]
Wassup babooski?
[.....]
Haha
[Master P]
Who you in here with girl?
[.....]
I'm in here with my man whoadi
[Master P]
Well tell yo man he one lucky n*gga ya heard..aha haaa (what!
What! what!)

[Chorus:Master P]
That n*gga got uh b*tch I like
Then holla at me whoadi if u ain't gettin it right(what!)

That n*gga got uh b*tch I like
Then holla at me whoadi if you ain't gettin it right(ha!)

[2x's] That n*gga got uh b*tch I like
That n*gga got uh b*tch i like(what! what!)

[Master P]
I play it smooth and buy both of y'all a drank
My main intention take the fish out the tank(ya heard)
Laid the pearl on the beach,take the cat off the leash
And let the birds fly free
That pretty n*gga he might be a dike
And that old n*gga with the curls I know
He ain't f*ckin you right boo
I know what you need,you need a thug in yo life
So holla at me whoadi if you ain't gettin it right (ya heard!)
[Chorus 2x:Master P]
That n*gga got uh b*tch I like
That n*gga got uh b*tch I like(what! what!)

That n*gga got uh b*tch I like
Then holla at me whoadi if you ain't gettin it right(what!)

That n*gga got uh b*tch I like
Then holla at me whoadi if you ain't gettin it right(ha!)

[Master P]
That fool buy you a minny skirt
Make you wear it with a sweater hangin down
That ain't no real n*gga whoadi,that's uh clown
I mean he follow you around like the F.B.I
And when you come home from work sayin who gave you a ride
You in jail whoadi or on house arrest
That n*gga don't wanna f*ck just wanna eat the cat
Now is he playin girl who play him like a duck
And tonite we can creep so be ready to f*ck (what!)

[Chorus 2x:Master P]
That n*gga got uh b*tch I like
That n*gga got uh b*tch i like(what! what!)

That n*gga got uh b*tch I like
Then holla at me whoadi if you ain't gettin it right(what!)
That n*gga got uh b*tch I like
Then holla at me whoadi if you ain't gettin it right(ha!)

[Master P]
No disrespect whoadi but yo girlfriend's cute
And if you ain't diggin it out then you better have some loot
See i'm gone play the game like it's suppose to be played
And if you ain't handlin yo business then it's supposed to be said
That imma sex her in the morning,sex her in the evening
Do she wanna thug with me
See imma killa not uh stunna,not uh fake,or uh fronta
I know you mad at yo b*tch cause she slipped me the number

[Chorus 2x:Master P]
That n*gga got uh b*tch I like
That n*gga got uh b*tch I like(what! what!)

That n*gga got uh b*tch I like
Then holla at me whoadi if you ain't gettin it right(what!)

That n*gga got uh b*tch I like
Then holla at me whoadi if you ain't gettin it right
What! what! what! what! what! ha haaa

**Master P talking**
That n*gga got uh b*tch I like ya heard
And if a n*gga ask yo ol' lady
Do she have uh sista uh cousin or uh friend
That really mean that n*gga like yo' b*tch whoadi!
Now thats one to grow on n*gga