Lyrics She Likes It - Kay, KING MASON, Jay Kell

She Likes It

She likes it, She likes it
She likes it, yeah
She likes this
She likes this, Yeah
She likes it, Yeah
She likes it, Yeah
She like this (This that. This that vibe right? Right?)
She like this, Yeah (Unh. Look, unh)
This the moment you been waiting on
Tell your girlfriend
They gone smile, still be hatin on (yeah)
Withdrawn from love so long
You need to take a loan
Same distance, Magic here
This that Elfrid Payton, homes (woo)
I’m not the same
Baby you be bettin, clones
Make you feel so good
Mason Bethal songs (bad boy)
Like my girlfriends tall like Toni
But I’ll take a Joan (yeah)
Wanna be there for a whole album
But I’ll take a song (ha)
Too forward?
Too much?
I apolo-thighs
Oops, I mean apologize
Baby for real, ha
Freudian slip
Prolly tell you where my head’s at (where my head’s at)
Tommy boy, you crazy
Really where my meds at (where my meds at)
Everything wavy
Baby bring your wetsuit
Told me, «Don't stop.
I can get it
I’m the next Luke» (don't stop)
Cover you in butter, love
Baby, I can next you
Fresher than Febreze
I sneeze before I bless you, ooh
She likes it, she likes it
She likes it, yeah
She likes this
She likes this, yeah
She likes it, yeah
She likes it, yeah
She like this
She like this, yeah (unh)
If it’s money to be got
Then it’s somethin to be plot
If she… just down to ride
Then you keep her where she at (unh)
If she… just wanna fly
Then you boost her up from that (yeah)
Expose her to the vibes
Ain’t no really goin back (look)
Startin out with Jax
Then you’ll never go back (never boo)
Once you… do it again
I told her «This shit’s a wrap»
Ladies love me
I’mma do it IV
Tom Ford the shirts
And designer Armi’s (unh, unh)
Am I thinkin one knee?
(hold up)
Hold up.
Let me chill cause
Feelings will get you killed
Comin out with love
In the summer watch me kill (sheesh)
Fresher than Stephan
But them niggas like Jaleel (shit, unh)
She more gangsta than them niggas
Down to the wire
Babygirl pull triggers
Count figures (unh, unh)
Do the math on the bag
You… see class when
She pull up in the Jag, ooh
She likes it, She likes it
She likes it, yeah
She likes this
She likes this, Yeah
She likes it, Yeah
She likes it, Yeah
She like this (Look, yeah)
She like this, Yeah (Yeah, unh)
I’m the one that you heard about
Nah this ain’t sheep (not sheep)
This is high quality baby
This ain’t cheap (this ain’t cheap)
TLC we creep down streets
At low speeds
Piano left side
We keepin it low key (low key)
Hall of fame game like
Kobe, Dwyane, James (ball, ball)
This world is so crazy
You wanna remain sane
Want a roley, plain jane
I’m thinkin the same thang (yeah)
No titles to claim
Is this on the same plane?
(same plane)
Free entry baby
Don’t forget the vibes (get the vibes)
Morris day baby
Don’t forget the Times (get the times)
Margarita with tequila
Don’t forget the limes (yeah)
Who you came with?
Know what?
Nevermind (it don’t matter)
Cause in my mind, girl
You leavin with me
Your friend want to come too?
Then we leavin, us three (yeah)
See Kell’s so for real
Oh yeah, that’s big facts
This waves on top of waves
Protools, this mixed tracks, look (look, look)
She likes it, She likes it
She likes it, yeah
She likes this
She likes this, Yeah
She likes it, Yeah
She likes it, Yeah
She like this
She like this, Yeah