Jagged Edge - He Likes lyrics

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Jagged Edge - He Likes lyrics

[Cha Cha] 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 n***a drop right down to his knees Plus she's staying laced and she's so fly Make a n***a tell a woman bye-bye I like the way she get down with me I like the way she keep it co*k when she hit the street I like what she likes and he likes Repeat 1 Repeat 2 Repeat 3 [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? Repeat 1 Repeat 2 Repeat 3 Repeat 2 Repeat 3 [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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