I Really Like It Lyrics - Singles - Harlem World

You make me feel, it's the real thing girl 

Talk about it, talk about it, what you want, huh? 

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 

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 

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 

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 

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 though 

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 be 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 

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 

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 

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