Light it up, grab a bottle
That pussy poppin', I'm tryna holla
Bad bitches, money counters
Shawty got that thundercat
I'm finna pound her
Shawty say she want a ball player
She love them scammers (what she like)
She love them rap niggas
She love them trappers (what she like)
She want a baller (what she like)
She love them scammers (what she like)
She need a real nigga
She love them trappers
I see bad bitches on the wall
Bounce it like a basketball
Phone on DND and she
Ain't checking if her nigga call
Bust it for a hour long
Bout to bring them bands out
Give a round of applause
Shawty bout to make that ass clap
Say she spend about a band a week
Bad and bougie super freak
Heard that she a fan of me
And she gon' eat the dick for free
Shawty throwing pussy I'ma catch it
Call me Jerry Rice
And if that head right
You know Global be there every night
Light it up, grab a bottle
That pussy poppin', I'm tryna holla
Bad bitches, money counters
Shawty got that thundercat
I'm finna pound her
Shawty say she want a ball player
She love them scammers (what she like)
She love them rap niggas
She love them trappers (what she like)
She want a baller (what she like)
She love them scammers (what she like)
She need a real nigga
She love them trappers
Say baby wop that ass
I'ma throw that cash
She got too much ass behind her
She gon' make me spazz
She gon' blow a bag
She gon' pop some tags
She a big swallower
And you know she don't gag
I met a fine hoe from Texas
She like to eat it messy
She got a slim waist
But she big body sexy
She f*cking for designer
She been running game heavy
Say I call that pussy knockout, Bow
Put me on a stretcher
Man I told that hoe be careful
Bitch you ain't special
Might do some rounds with you
But that don't mean we together
She throw that bitch in circles go like one, two, three
Say I might just eat that ass
The way she put it on me
Light it up, grab a bottle
That pussy poppin', I'm tryna holla
Bad bitches, money counters
Shawty got that thundercat
I'm finna pound her
Shawty say she want a ball player
She love them scammers (what she like)
She love them rap niggas
She love them trappers (what she like)
She want a baller (what she like)
She love them scammers (what she like)
She need a real nigga
She love them trappers
Kid Global - What She Like Lyrics
Kid Global - What She Like Lyrics
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Light it up, grab a bottle
That pussy poppin', I'm tryna holla
Bad bitches, money counters
Shawty got that thundercat
I'm finna pound her
Shawty say she want a ball player
She love them scammers (what she like)
She love them rap niggas
She love them trappers (what she like)
She want a baller (what she like)
She love them scammers (what she like)
She need a real nigga
She love them trappers
I see bad bitches on the wall
Bounce it like a basketball
Phone on DND and she
Ain't checking if her nigga call
Bust it for a hour long
Bout to bring them bands out
Give a round of applause
Shawty bout to make that ass clap
Say she spend about a band a week
Bad and bougie super freak
Heard that she a fan of me
And she gon' eat the dick for free
Shawty throwing pussy I'ma catch it
Call me Jerry Rice
And if that head right
You know Global be there every night
Light it up, grab a bottle
That pussy poppin', I'm tryna holla
Bad bitches, money counters
Shawty got that thundercat
I'm finna pound her
Shawty say she want a ball player
She love them scammers (what she like)
She love them rap niggas
She love them trappers (what she like)
She want a baller (what she like)
She love them scammers (what she like)
She need a real nigga
She love them trappers
Say baby wop that ass
I'ma throw that cash
She got too much ass behind her
She gon' make me spazz
She gon' blow a bag
She gon' pop some tags
She a big swallower
And you know she don't gag
I met a fine hoe from Texas
She like to eat it messy
She got a slim waist
But she big body sexy
She f*cking for designer
She been running game heavy
Say I call that pussy knockout, Bow
Put me on a stretcher
Man I told that hoe be careful
Bitch you ain't special
Might do some rounds with you
But that don't mean we together
She throw that bitch in circles go like one, two, three
Say I might just eat that ass
The way she put it on me
Light it up, grab a bottle
That pussy poppin', I'm tryna holla
Bad bitches, money counters
Shawty got that thundercat
I'm finna pound her
Shawty say she want a ball player
She love them scammers (what she like)
She love them rap niggas
She love them trappers (what she like)
She want a baller (what she like)
She love them scammers (what she like)
She need a real nigga
She love them trappers
That pussy poppin', I'm tryna holla
Bad bitches, money counters
Shawty got that thundercat
I'm finna pound her
Shawty say she want a ball player
She love them scammers (what she like)
She love them rap niggas
She love them trappers (what she like)
She want a baller (what she like)
She love them scammers (what she like)
She need a real nigga
She love them trappers
I see bad bitches on the wall
Bounce it like a basketball
Phone on DND and she
Ain't checking if her nigga call
Bust it for a hour long
Bout to bring them bands out
Give a round of applause
Shawty bout to make that ass clap
Say she spend about a band a week
Bad and bougie super freak
Heard that she a fan of me
And she gon' eat the dick for free
Shawty throwing pussy I'ma catch it
Call me Jerry Rice
And if that head right
You know Global be there every night
Light it up, grab a bottle
That pussy poppin', I'm tryna holla
Bad bitches, money counters
Shawty got that thundercat
I'm finna pound her
Shawty say she want a ball player
She love them scammers (what she like)
She love them rap niggas
She love them trappers (what she like)
She want a baller (what she like)
She love them scammers (what she like)
She need a real nigga
She love them trappers
Say baby wop that ass
I'ma throw that cash
She got too much ass behind her
She gon' make me spazz
She gon' blow a bag
She gon' pop some tags
She a big swallower
And you know she don't gag
I met a fine hoe from Texas
She like to eat it messy
She got a slim waist
But she big body sexy
She f*cking for designer
She been running game heavy
Say I call that pussy knockout, Bow
Put me on a stretcher
Man I told that hoe be careful
Bitch you ain't special
Might do some rounds with you
But that don't mean we together
She throw that bitch in circles go like one, two, three
Say I might just eat that ass
The way she put it on me
Light it up, grab a bottle
That pussy poppin', I'm tryna holla
Bad bitches, money counters
Shawty got that thundercat
I'm finna pound her
Shawty say she want a ball player
She love them scammers (what she like)
She love them rap niggas
She love them trappers (what she like)
She want a baller (what she like)
She love them scammers (what she like)
She need a real nigga
She love them trappers
Writer: JORDAN MASON
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave