Lyrics
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