Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Like You, artist - MistaRogersDate of issue: 20.09.2015
Song language: English
Like You |
| Money Hungry |
| B-B-B-BM nation |
| Get a real one in your world |
| [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign, |
| Mista Rogers |
| Both |
| You ain’t scared, girl (Scared girl) |
| Go head, girl (Go head, girl) |
| You a boss too (Ooh yeah) |
| I need a bitch like you |
| I know you with it, I, I |
| I need a |
| bitch like you |
| I know you with it, I, I |
| I need a |
| bitch like you |
| I know you with it and you know it too |
| So we can quit playin', what you tryna do? |
| (Tryna do) |
| Let’s get acquainted on a late night (Late night) |
| And if they ain’t hatin', then it ain’t right (Ain't right) |
| I’m just tryna fuck, no date night (Date night) |
| Never go dutch, bitch, the bank right (Bank right) |
| We ain’t gotta rush, hit it all night (All night) |
| Knock the pussy out like a hard right (Like a hard right) |
| Beat it up, beat it up, and I ain’t fakin' |
| She say the dick good, but she can’t take it (What?) |
| I only fuck with bad bitches, no basics |
| Butt naked with the Margielas, no laces (No laces) |
| She tryna hit The Bay, never been before |
| She like the song where they shake it like a rednose (Like a rednose) |
| She said, «you seem cool, mind I do a little blow?» |
| I said, «girl, that’s all you, all I do is smoke» |
| Get a real one in your world |
| [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign, |
| Mista Rogers |
| Both |
| You ain’t scared, girl (Scared girl) |
| Go head, girl (Go head, girl) |
| You a boss too (Ooh yeah) |
| I need a bitch like you |
| I know you with it, I, I |
| I need a |
| bitch like you |
| I know you with it, I, I |
| I need a |
| bitch like you |
| I be on that fly shit you like though |
| Might do dinner for two, the type of Maestros |
| Then catch the homies at the club, start a light show (True) |
| Might go to Vegas with the players, catch a flight though |
| Just know, all of this ballin' come with a price though |
| Who you think the homies be callin' when shit get tight though? |
| Alright bro, ain’t a damn thing changed |
| Still up in this bitch and I’m spillin' champagne (Spillin' champagne) |
| Damn, I’m glad you understand (Glad you understand) |
| So maybe me and you can get together, make some plans |
| We started in the Hills, then we ended up in Sams |
| I started with a shot, then a bottle in my hand |
| Hot damn, I done blew a couple bands |
| And bitches all on me, 'cause they thinkin' I’m the man |
| Hot damn, I done blew a couple bands |
| Now bitches all on me, 'cause they thinkin' I’m the man |
| What can I say, bitches love me |
| I be in the club poppin' bubbly |
| They don’t flex, nobody else above me |
| I’m tryna tell you, boy, these bitches love me |
| What can I say, bitches love me |
| I be in the club poppin' bubbly |
| They don’t flex, nobody else above me |
| I’m tryna tell you, boy, these bitches love me |
| Get a real one in your world |
| [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign, |
| Mista Rogers |
| Both |
| You ain’t scared, girl (Scared girl) |
| Go head, girl (Go head, girl) |
| You a boss too (Ooh yeah) |
| I need a bitch like you |
| I know you with it, I, I |
| I need a |
| bitch like you |
| I know you with it, I, I |
| I need a |
| bitch like you |
| Yeah, yeah |