Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Opposites Attract (What They Like), artist - Fat Joe.
Date of issue: 26.11.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Opposites Attract (What They Like) |
Let’s go Got another hit, of fresh air! |
Ooh, got another hit! |
Platinum chains, down to my dick |
I’m so sick, I’m like flames, light up ya bitch |
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 fuck with me |
'Coz 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 shit, 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 quit playin' |
I ball with the best of them, flossin' the emblem, come on First playa front get applause from T.S. |
and them, clap my niggas |
I know what bitches like |
What? |
They wanna live it live |
They want a nigga with eight figures that can give 'em ice |
They wanna chill up in Villa with me every night |
Yeah pa, you got it right |
That’s what my bitches like |
But I know what niggas 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 |
Yeah ma, you got it right |
That’s what my niggas like |
I pull up to the club in the truck |
Like what the fuck is up! |
I stay out with the blunt, 'coz I don’t give a fuck |
With, L I D niggas, know who I be And I know what niggas like, niggas like me Pretty Remy on the rocks in the V.I.P |
See, niggas like menages and overnight parties |
Butt naked bitches in the hotel lobby |
I plays the bar 'coz they don’t charge me Plus niggas like thongs to bras in white T’s |
Outside it’s a fight over me |
'Coz I’m what niggas like |
Yeah, you better get it right |
You know my shit is tight |
If you live we’ll be fuckin' today, as long as you ain’t |
Touchin' my pay, this shit 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 niggas lookin' for Rem' |
I know what niggas 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 |
Yeah ma, you got it right |
That’s what my niggas like |
Well, I know what bitches like |
They wanna live it live |
They want a nigga with eight figures that can give 'em ice |
They wanna chill up in Villa with me every night |
Yeah pa, you got it right |
That’s what my bitches like |
You know a lot mama |
How about we take a nice cruise to the Bahamas |
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 |
But baby, I know just what you need |
You need some Hennessey |
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 |
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 |
It’s goin' down do-down do-down, do-do-down |
I know what bitches like |
What? |
They wanna live it live |
They want a nigga with eight figures that can give 'em ice |
They wanna chill up in Villa with me every night |
Yeah pa, you got it right |
That’s what my bitches like |
But I know what niggas like |
They wanna hit it right |
They want a chick that’s willin' to strip on the first night |
Come on The type of chick that’ll make you forget about ya wife |
Yeah ma, you got it right |
That’s what my niggas like |