I Really Like It Lyrics by Mase

I Really Like It Lyrics

    [mase]
    You make me feel...
    It's the real thing girl!
    Talk about it, talk about it
    What you want, huh?

    [cardan]
    One two, one two
    Yeah yeah yeah yeah
    One two, one two
    Hah hah hah
    One two, one two
    Yeah yeah yo, yo, yo

    Yo, nowadays girls be out for the money and things
    But to me it's all sweet when i'm runnin' my game
    I give 'em nothing but game till it's stuck in their brain
    So once it's stuck in they brain, yeah my funnin' began
    I'm in the want-ad, lookin' for a special woman
    That's gonna gimme what i need anytime i want it
    I take a cruise to aruba, i'll bring you wit me
    Then let you float out on the beach
    With the string o' yo' "g"
    I need a pretty momma
    Silly momma, diddy poppa
    Like that go to great adventure in they mini-chopper
    That get her own chips, push her own six
    And make me do my sits when i finish my dips

    [k. price]
    1 - i like it, i like it
    I really really like it
    You want it and you know it
    But you play hard to get boy

    I like it, i like it
    I really really like it
    You want it and you know it
    But you play hard to get boy

    [stase]
    Yo, real chicks do real things
    Like find a man wit' a deal that still wanna sling
    Always speak my mind whenever i feel things
    Probably got no wings but i'mma still swing
    And my real chicks feel what i mean
    Am i right? am i tight?
    Do this chick bring it to the light
    Is my body so right i could even attract a dyke
    Uh baby stase, uh baby stase
    While you was lovin' john doe
    I copped a condo
    While you was layin' backs down, i was layin' tracks down
    I see it for a fact now, it's intact now
    It's no need to beef, it's my turn to eat
    Bring the drama to a cease, cars i don't lease
    I push a green z-3, watch a screen tv, what
    I'ma forever rise
    Rings be tetra-size
    Girls be petrified
    It's a heavy meza-ride

    Repeat 1

    [mase]
    Yeah kid harlem on the rise
    All out, all out

    Yo, you better do what i say yo
    Get this through your head-o
    Long time comin', but waitin for my date-o
    My man blake-o, leave the scene hardly awake-o
    If he could take three shots, he could take four
    I'm on the low though
    But wit a lot of dough tho'
    And i hate a smart chick givin' me a dodo
    That gimme mo' pleasin', and mo' reason
    Just to lay up in cali in the four season
    Wit' a chick half black, half indonesian
    Appalachian, i know this sound unbelievin'
    Switch the rim's on the benz every four seasons
    Open up a new account just to through g's in
    Got blink chick follow me for no reason
    And my girl stick around if she know i'm cheatin', what

    Harlem world, harlem world the clique
    Harlem world the clique, come on now

    Repeat 1
    Repeat 1

    [mase]
    Yeah kid harlem on the rise
    And you don't want no problem with us guys
    All out, all out, all out
    M-a-dolla' sign-e, yeah
    Baby stase
    Cardan
    Loon, meeno, huddy combs, blinky blink
    Yeah, yeah
    Kianna, stason
    Yeah, yeah
    Cuda love
    Black fred
    Me chico
    Wha-what what what what
    J.m.
    Lil' cease
    Kim
    Cristal
    B-rock
    Gutter
    What the... what the, uh
    You don't stop
    Ruff ryder, dmx, l-o-x
    Bad boy, yeah
    So-so def
    Jd, free, yeah, m-a-dolla' sign-e, all out

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