"I Like Dat (Remix)" lyrics

"I Like Dat (Remix)"
(feat. BIA & Kehlani)

Yeah
Boop-boop
(She said she want the T-mix)
Boop-boop
Yeah (BIA, BIA)
Uh, uh (Oomp Camp Productions, fire!)
(BIA, BIA)

Uh, livin' vida loca
Puentes in mi boca
I just spent 150 thousand on a choker
Seen his new girl and I had to keep it poker
I know she don't got a bag and that is very mediocre
I'm like, "If you knew better, you would do better"
I like Prada for the shoes, just so I can move better
Only time I do the Loubs is to match the coupe leather
If you find me in the mood, we could catch some new weather
I'm in Italian seats, marble floors
I got mine, but I like that I been spending yours, oop
That's my door, I'm no rookie
Call me old school, I like you droppin' checks on that pussy

(Boop-boop, ooh)
She don't want the drink, she want the rent paid (Ooh)
She don't pay for nothing, she just get paid (Ah)
I like dat, she don't even need me to try (Ooh)
She pull up in the 'Rari with the roof up (Ooh)
I'm just buying drank, she doin' too much
I like dat, she don't even need me to buy her nothin'
(Drank) She got money in the (Bank)
What you think 'bout that?
She know she fly, she stuntin' (Ooh)
She gon' buss it
What you think 'bout that?
She, she always talkin' 'bout the money ('Bout the money)
Anytime I say, she gon' buss it open for me (For me)
She know I get paid but she don't need nothing from me (From me)
She'll fly your bitch to the city just for some cutty (Cutty)
Make her say that she love me

You gon' always see her pull up in that new, new
Then she walk right in
Wanna to talk 'bout it? Let's talk 'bout it, then
You hatin' bitches could never
She got fifty business endeavors
If I Gucci out the shoes she just might Fendi the sweater, uh-huh
Ooh, she like that Cullinan but that Bentley is better
You really need to get it together, uh
'Cause she don't want drinks
She got plenty of that back at the crib
And more funds, throw ones, give it back to the building, uh
Spend 80 racks on the grill then make it stack to the ceiling
Give it back to the children
She ain't lackin', she like, "I got it"
Pull out a thousand dollars out her side pocket
Ooh, that lil' bitty drank you tried to buy, stop it
Them bottles on me and the cork is lookin' like a sky rocket
Boop-boop
Pop it

(Ooh)
She don't want the drink, she want the rent paid (Ooh)
She don't pay for nothing, she just get paid (Ah)
I like dat, she don't even need me to try (Ooh)
She pull up in the 'Rari with the roof up (Ooh)
I'm just buying drank, she doin' too much
I like dat, she don't even need me to buy her nothin'
(Drank) She got money in the (Bank)
What you think 'bout that?
She know she fly, she stuntin' (Ooh)
She gon' buss it
What you think 'bout that?

Every band I'm throwing on stage
I got in my name (All dat)
And I ain't throwing 20's or 10's
I'm out here paying rent (And all dat)
I-I-I could get the Dom but I'ma get the Ace
Just to run it up and see everybody face
When they bring the check so I can sign my name
I might have to face all that
Now tell the valet bring my foreign to the front, yeah, yeah
I'm gettin' in solo, I got it solo
Let the cameras hit my diamond cuts, yeah, yeah
I got them rocks solo, I got it solo
It's real bossed up fly shit
I ain't the passenger, I'm the pilot
You can hop in but you ain't driving
All I need is somebody to ride with
'Cause I'm a go-getter
(I'ma go, say I'ma go)
Type of a girl that got you 'cause I want you
Not 'cause I need ya
No, I don't need ya

(Boop-boop, ooh)
She don't want the drink, she want the rent paid (Ooh)
She don't pay for nothing, she just get paid (Ah)
I like dat, she don't even need me to try (Ooh)
She pull up in the 'Rari with the roof up (Ooh)
I'm just buying drank, she doin' too much
I like dat, she don't even need me to buy her nothin'
(Drank) She got money in the (Bank)
What you think 'bout that?
She know she fly, she stuntin' (Ooh)
She gon' buss it
What you think 'bout that?

Yeah, had to hit you with the T-mix, baby
Had to hit you with the T-mix, baby, yeah
BIA, BIA, why you lookin' like a, lookin', hey
Had to hit her with the T-mix, baby
Had to hit her with the T-mix
Me and Keh', Keh'
BIA, BIA, why you actin' like a, like a, oh
Had to hit her with the T-mix, baby
Had to hit her with the T-mix, baby, yeah
BIA, BIA, why you-


Writer(s): Floyd Bentley, Burt Bacharach, Hal David, Kehlani Ashley Parrish, Jonathan H. Smith, Sean Paul Joseph, Faheem Najm, Darryl Richardson, Jasiel Almon T. Robinson, Alphonzo Jerome Bailey, Montay Humprey, Korey Roberson, Richard Sims, Reginald Jones, Miguel Willis, Earl Steven, Jarvis Griffin, Isaac Hayes, Shonte Renee Mapp, Najm Faheem
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