
Speak to me real girl, may I get your digits The length i would go to is not in the inches I am not focused on no other bitches I’ve got much to say bout my feelings Like how I Like you Like you… (Man what the FUCK!) Like you Like you… (This chorus SUCKS!) Ooooooooh Cuz I’m feeling you There’s much we could do We could get some food Part of the course when we share a room (IM FUCKING TWEAKING!) It’s a fated event that’s the balcony smoke Right after the sex we go outside share a joke And truth be told I be doing the most But you’re worth the cost so give me a toast To all the time we share There’s much weight to bare But you gotta dare To get someone so rare Like you Like you… (FUCK YEAH!) Like you Like you… Ooooooooh (damn, say that shit again, it sounds nice) Bitch there might just be many Like you Like you… Like you Like you… Ooooooooooh (But it’s alright cuz I don’t really care.)