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i like - kentheman lyrics

[verse 1]
he wanna fly me out, take me out the south
i say, “yes, daddy,” and i ain’t even his child
p*ssy super tight ’cause a b*tch don’t get around
couldn’t make it to the crib, he say he wanna f*ck me now
got it hot in here like nelly, guess that’s why they lookin’ jealous
they gon’ say so much about me, but they can’t say i ain’t pretty
i ain’t gеttin’ on no scale, but these hoеs know that i’m heavy
still pullin’ b*tches’ card, i need the pin to b*tches’ debits (ooh)
i ain’t been broke in a minute (ooh)
got it, so i spend it (ooh)
i can’t even go out without b*tches givin’ interviews (nah)
and i ain’t friendly, so they think i got an attitude
if i ain’t speakin’, that just mean that i don’t f*ck with you

[chorus]
i like ’em rich, i like ’em nasty
i like them n*ggas that don’t post me, that don’t tag me
i like ’em hood, i like ’em flashy
you know i’m gettin’ money, so that n*gga gotta match me
[verse 2]
i ain’t in the way, but these b*tches tryna move like me, do like me
they should just be fans ’cause they ain’t cool like me
i ain’t tellin’ time, but they watch
i’m still b*tches’ main topic
i don’t know why b*tches feel threatened
not my issue, my problem
check, check, check, check, check
my name still ms
i don’t address sh*t
unless hoes come direct
bad b*tches got that privilege
get free gifts, free money
i ain’t even gotta f*ck nothin’
n*ggas gon’ trick if they want it
i am the girl of they dreams
they gon’ by nice things
i want this, want that
neck, wrist, bling, bling, bling
hoes gon’ reach, gon’ reach
they can’t find no thing
wanna be just like me (but can’t)
oh d*mn, poor thing

[chorus]
i like ’em rich, i like ’em nasty
i like them n*ggas that don’t post me, that don’t tag me
i like ’em hood, i like ’em flashy
you know i’m gettin’ money, so that n*gga gotta match me
[outro]
i don’t diss or nothin’, that’s for them lame hoes
i use n*ggas for money, that’s what they made for
i started to buy all them, now i can trade hoes
i think all of my haters just wanna come taste the rainbow
i like ’em rich, i like ’em nasty
don’t post me, don’t tag me, don’t at me
i like ’em hood, i like ’em flashy
you know i’m gettin’ money, so that n*gga gotta match me

- kentheman lyrics

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