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(I like) A really hot morn Wakin' up going at it so rough she get her top torn I like feelin' like I shot porn I like Buncha Crunch inside of my salted and buttered popcorn (Yeah I like that) I like my people and crew That know when it come to me they never take no fecal in you I like (here we go) android over iPhone But I'm thinkin' of gettin' one equaling two I like the fans, I feel like I'm y'all play brotha Super elite and I be rippin' it all day for ya I likе red, white, black, and all gray colors And the еthnic aisle at Walmart is Raw Shea butter I like to (leave alone) issues and goin' all petty rot in hell and you gets none But I really like (Creed cologne) if you ain't knowin' already I ain't tellin' you which one I like I'ma black king that'll bomb first and shoot I like fat strings in my Converse and boots And in my shell toes that I bought off a Melrose Without jackers tryna kill me peel me like Velcro I like the high bro I've been when I go hidin' I like to microdose chocolate Psilocybin Tech just showed out, when I exit blowed route I like grilled barbecue chicken at Texas Roadhouse (I like) Hey back then I used to daydream 'bout green and other things Letras de canciones(I like) hey but now I'm stepping way clean I'm king at everything (I like) Ayy this ain't to make the fans bring me things know what I mean (I like) the way I'm spittin', way that I'm living ayy I like the way I like! (I like) a lady not bringin' torture to me Lucky me I got that and really court her truly I like Victoria's Secret for her boobies And because of my mother I like horror movies What really (moves me though) Is havin' a get together with (who we know) When they leave I clean up and I listen (to me flow) In my all black Beats by Dre (studio) headphones (yeah I like that) We got guap big cheese chunks 'Cause my trio will not stop till we slump I like makin' the spot hop watchin' me stunt Then I listen to Yacht Rock or P. Funk I like wit skill I can't be handled Write like I'm back in the ghetto rockin' janky sandals Like I'm still writing heaters off in a stanky bando Now I'm in my house or hotel I like my Yankee Candles I like to do it wit' the lights on When the N9na be gettin' to it, it's like a cyclone Hit my home, I rule it when I get the mic on You know I'm really flowin' fluid wit' this I like song I like to think my fans take the love in my music and use that so they can shake the drug Problem one thing I like when I stand face to mug You look me right in my eye with the handshakes or hugs mane Yeah, I like my plans to visit Africa Uh huh! And I'd like to see Jamaica and be smokin' that reefer Yeah yeah, or go to Greece to straight release And I like when we go to Puerto Rico walkin' la placita wit' my Mamacita (I like) Hey back then I used to daydream 'bout green and other things (I like) hey but now I'm stepping way clean I'm king at everything (I like) Ayy this ain't to make the fans bring me things know what I mean (I like) the way I'm spittin', way that I'm living ayy I like the way I like! From Letras Mania