Swift, Jim Jones, Jeezy - I Like lyrics
Young Jeezy [Jay Wayne Jenkins] Columbia, South Carolina, U.S.🇺🇸
[Swift, Jim Jones, Jeezy - I Like lyrics]
Yea
I woke up this morning, with a brand new swag
Like fuck these niggas, let’s get this cash
I like money and bitches
And bitches with money i’m a real ass nigga
You can’t take that from me
I like money and bitches
And bitches with money
Money and bitches and bitches with money
Money and bitches
Look ok I like that cash, I like that loaf
She say she like that dick
Well girl that dick like you
It’s Charge Nation the army
Give that soldier salute
And if it’s me and my bitch
Then I like that coupe
I throw some ice on too
Just so I shine right
Then I blow what’s left
Getting my mind right
Money on the radar get it till the graveyard
And my homie got that thang nigga
Go on play hard
Ok it’s raining, nigga what that flood cost
I found hate, but no love lost
Do it like I taught you
Getting twisted like a cork screw
If you ever wanna ball
Then tell them Swiffa sports you
I say "Cot Damn girl! Hey
What's up with your tummy!"
She say "Look at me Snow you
Know I been in the gym
He ain't blowin on strong
So I ain't fuckin with him
I say "Bitch these just boots!You
See me rockin these gems!
Don't I look Liberace? Don't
I look so Versace? Take a look at me now!I
Used to trap in huaraches!"
Right now you a 10 as you see I can count
I said "You sure look good
Hey but what's in your account?"
They spend they money on bitches
Like my bitches with money snow
I woke up this morning, praise to Allah
Last night got crazy, blew 20k at the bar
Love them bitches with credit, a car
And a job i’m a freak for them watches
My dick get hard for Chopards
Hopped out left the turbo on
Got out it like word is born
Her mouth is fowl but it turn me on
Had to crack a dial on that Tourbillion
APT that's watch talk
Black GT that's drop talk
Like a baby head, my top soft
Hit the club and we pop collars
Private jet, one way to heaven
Taking bets 2k11
Hold's 8 stacks and I ain't sweatin
40 for the stone 8 for the setting
She need a job talkin bout
She don't need a man
I said fuck you bitch, I don’t need a bitch
I just feed them dreams like Peter Pan
I woke up this morning, with a brand new swag
Like fuck these niggas, let’s get this cash
I like money and bitches
And bitches with money i’m a real ass nigga
You can’t take that from me
I like money and bitches
And bitches with money
Money and bitches and bitches with money
Money and bitches
Look ok I like that cash, I like that loaf
She say she like that dick
Well girl that dick like you
It’s Charge Nation the army
Give that soldier salute
And if it’s me and my bitch
Then I like that coupe
I throw some ice on too
Just so I shine right
Then I blow what’s left
Getting my mind right
Money on the radar get it till the graveyard
And my homie got that thang nigga
Go on play hard
Ok it’s raining, nigga what that flood cost
I found hate, but no love lost
Do it like I taught you
Getting twisted like a cork screw
If you ever wanna ball
Then tell them Swiffa sports you
I say "Cot Damn girl! Hey
What's up with your tummy!"
She say "Look at me Snow you
Know I been in the gym
He ain't blowin on strong
So I ain't fuckin with him
I say "Bitch these just boots!You
See me rockin these gems!
Don't I look Liberace? Don't
I look so Versace? Take a look at me now!I
Used to trap in huaraches!"
Right now you a 10 as you see I can count
I said "You sure look good
Hey but what's in your account?"
They spend they money on bitches
Like my bitches with money snow
I woke up this morning, praise to Allah
Last night got crazy, blew 20k at the bar
Love them bitches with credit, a car
And a job i’m a freak for them watches
My dick get hard for Chopards
Hopped out left the turbo on
Got out it like word is born
Her mouth is fowl but it turn me on
Had to crack a dial on that Tourbillion
APT that's watch talk
Black GT that's drop talk
Like a baby head, my top soft
Hit the club and we pop collars
Private jet, one way to heaven
Taking bets 2k11
Hold's 8 stacks and I ain't sweatin
40 for the stone 8 for the setting
She need a job talkin bout
She don't need a man
I said fuck you bitch, I don’t need a bitch
I just feed them dreams like Peter Pan