Jagged Edge

Jagged Edge - He Likes songtekst

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Uh, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yo
 Where the payback?
 Throw the clothes on the counter
 Like pay for that
 I know these broads hate me now
 That's cause you okay with that
 Them payments, kind of late with that
 Baby boy straighten out
 Baby girl stay getting backs
 Car note you can't wait for that
 No strings attached, we don't match
 See you like a loyal cat
 Cha Cha like a spoiled brat
 Bounce your checks like an acrobat
 Then after that, take half of that
 Still not gonna be tapping that
 I'll sell my life, gonna sell my half
 Something that I'm just laughing at
 Daddy taught me that, they talk game
 Talk it back, love you and hope for that
 Last brother taught me that
 Shady you can buck me down
 Not compatible to my zodiac
 Da grip, naw don't show me that
 From da Z where we plenty that, plenty that

 1 - [Jagged Edge]
 Said what he likes
 That's what she likes
 Get the cash, get the dough
 And we stay tight
 Gotta stay down for baby
 I'm telling you now baby
 Said that I want
 Tell what you want
 Get the cash, get the dough
 Baby don't front
 I'm telling you now he likes what she likes

 2 - [Cha Cha]
 Zipping through lab tops
 Women in ta-tas
 Linen in drop tops
 Listening to Cha Cha

 3 - [Jagged Edge]
 She likes clothes and bankrolls
 That's how the game goes
 Chips to Montigo, feeling everything yo

 [Jagged Edge]
 I like a mommy who get rowdy with a body so sweet
 Make a nigga drop right down to his knees
 Plus she's staying laced and she's so fly
 Make a nigga tell a woman bye-bye
 I like the way she get down with me
 I like the way she keep it cock when she hit the street
 I like what she likes and he likes

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 [Cha Cha]
 Yo, yo he likes a hottie with teeter-totters and body
 Chocolate ta-teys, bank grande and Jake say I excel like Hyundai
 In a hundred and one ways, Monday through Sundays
 Living bigger than Pun days, my fun only begun days
 From ways of Cali to the sun rays in Maui
 Or a one way to an alley or a mind over Howie
 Had his angel at a dead-end
 Leaving Hawaiian, papayan and Mr. Hiti Patitti
 For America's sweetie, politicking to get some chickens
 Lead the chicklings
 Always thinking get cream
 I don't like it neither if it don't bling, bling
 See he on a mission and I know what he likes
 Petite waist, cute face, and I'm just as tight
 Went from swallows to bottles with a real super model
 Somebody told them the time and it wasn't Miss Movado
 So where the dough, huh?

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 [Cha Cha]
 What she likes, he likes
 What she likes, he likes
 What she likes, he likes
 What she likes, he likes
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Taal: Engels

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