I Really Like It Lyrics - Mase

[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