"Do The Things She Like" lyrics
(Where are you?)
She want money for the flight (Are you cooking up?)
She want money for the flight, want me to fly her in the night
Now she at my crib tonight, and she finna stay the night
Then we do the things she like, turn me on, your shit my type
She the baddest out the group, she the one that shine that light
Get excited when she type, we be both high as a kite
She still here every night, when I'm dealin' with my life
She be yellin' "Ride or die," that's why we see eye-to-eye
She wouldn't dare lie to I, she respect me and idolize
Her love real and you can't really pay for what is real
Tell me how it feel 'cause you can't really pay for how this feel
This shit we feel, man, this shit feel like outer space
I keep my bitch up to date, ain't none of her bags fake
She gotta fly back home, this her last day
Freak hoes out in Cali' and they in the A
My crib like a hotel, she enjoyed her stay
Got so many hoes, multiple mood swings
But I don't care about 'em, I want you, bae, yeah
Let's make connection 'fore it's too late, yeah
Pop syrup in my cup, feelin' too great, yeah
She was shy, she didn't really know what to say, uh
She said she can't handle me 'cause I'm too player
Gave me head and that cat, that was two favors
I got hella gas pack, bitch, we havin' flavors
I done seen so much, forgive me, your savior
We good 'round this bitch, nigga, fuck a hater
Focused on us 'cause you're not paid enough
My niggas locked up, we let them crackers play with us
Name one nigga that done really played with us
Your bitch suck it up, you know them bitches stay with us
This bitch like to argue, man, this bitch was made to fuck (You know)
Would you rather have the sweet life or rough life? (You know, you know)
I don't think you really wanna see what that rough like (You know)
Tryna be somethin' that you not gotta suck, right?
I ain't really fuckin' with your thot, she can't fuck right
I know it's fucked up, but I can't properly love right
Cupid might have to pull up and give a love bite
Codeine with promethazine, love at first sight (TAF)
Still couldn't fuck with my time on our worst night
She want money for the flight, want me to fly her in the night
Now she at my crib tonight, and she finna stay the night
Then we do the things she like, turn me on, your shit my type
She the baddest out the group, she the one that shine that light
She want money for the flight (Are you cooking up?)
She want money for the flight, want me to fly her in the night
Now she at my crib tonight, and she finna stay the night
Then we do the things she like, turn me on, your shit my type
She the baddest out the group, she the one that shine that light
Get excited when she type, we be both high as a kite
She still here every night, when I'm dealin' with my life
She be yellin' "Ride or die," that's why we see eye-to-eye
She wouldn't dare lie to I, she respect me and idolize
Her love real and you can't really pay for what is real
Tell me how it feel 'cause you can't really pay for how this feel
This shit we feel, man, this shit feel like outer space
I keep my bitch up to date, ain't none of her bags fake
She gotta fly back home, this her last day
Freak hoes out in Cali' and they in the A
My crib like a hotel, she enjoyed her stay
Got so many hoes, multiple mood swings
But I don't care about 'em, I want you, bae, yeah
Let's make connection 'fore it's too late, yeah
Pop syrup in my cup, feelin' too great, yeah
She was shy, she didn't really know what to say, uh
She said she can't handle me 'cause I'm too player
Gave me head and that cat, that was two favors
I got hella gas pack, bitch, we havin' flavors
I done seen so much, forgive me, your savior
We good 'round this bitch, nigga, fuck a hater
Focused on us 'cause you're not paid enough
My niggas locked up, we let them crackers play with us
Name one nigga that done really played with us
Your bitch suck it up, you know them bitches stay with us
This bitch like to argue, man, this bitch was made to fuck (You know)
Would you rather have the sweet life or rough life? (You know, you know)
I don't think you really wanna see what that rough like (You know)
Tryna be somethin' that you not gotta suck, right?
I ain't really fuckin' with your thot, she can't fuck right
I know it's fucked up, but I can't properly love right
Cupid might have to pull up and give a love bite
Codeine with promethazine, love at first sight (TAF)
Still couldn't fuck with my time on our worst night
She want money for the flight, want me to fly her in the night
Now she at my crib tonight, and she finna stay the night
Then we do the things she like, turn me on, your shit my type
She the baddest out the group, she the one that shine that light
