Rubi Rose – I Like

Lyrics I Like – Rubi Rose

You wanna know what I like
Mm-hm, yes, tell us, absolutely
You’re sure you wanna know what I like
Absolutely, tell us, dear
Cállate, Mike Crook
Yeah, I like, yeah

I like when he hit my line talkin’ nasty
I like when he tell me, Climb in the backseat
I thug n**gas with a long rap sheet
I’m a hood b**ch, I like it nasty

He like when I hit his line talkin’ nasty
He like when I tell him, Meet me in the backseat
He like how I hold the strap without askin’
I’m a hood b**ch, I like it nasty

I don’t need a beat, b**ch, I’m on stage with the bands
In the club like ebony, I came here to dance
Hair down to my a*s, skin look like cinnamon
P**sy have a rap n**ga singing like Jagger did
Bottle of Henny, get a fifth or more
Twerkin’ at the liquor store
I don’t kick it out how some n**gas kick a door
Lookin’ like a lick but this p**sy what he lickin’ on
Rob a n**ga bricks while he trappin’ on the minute phone
He know I just want the top like a toupee
I know he’ll do whatever off the D’USSÉ
Young Rubi ain’t the what the goal hoop say
Bag say Chanel, I don’t give a f**k what you say

I like when he hit my line talkin’ nasty
I like when he tell me, Climb in the backseat
I thug n**gas with a long rap sheet
I’m a hood b**ch, I like it nasty

He like when I hit his line talkin’ nasty
He like when I tell him, Meet me in the backseat
He like how I hold the strap without askin’
I’m a hood b**ch, I like it nasty

Bitin’ on your necklace, p**sy leave him breathless
Don’t get no rest, it be hard when the sex lift
Slide on me, you know I don’t do the textin’
Type turn it on and f**k through the Netflix
Daddy always come through with the extras
He spend time, spend money, he invested
Brand new Dior, bustdown, look electric
When I suck it, use both hands, ambidextrous

He know I just want the top like a toupee
I know he’ll do whatever off the D’USSÉ
Young Rubi ain’t the what the goal hoop say
Bag say Chanel, I don’t give a f**k what you say

I like when he hit my line talkin’ nasty
I like when he tell me, Climb in the backseat
I thug n**gas with a long rap sheet
I’m a hood b**ch, I like it nasty

He like when I hit his line talkin’ nasty
He like when I tell him, Meet me in the backseat
He like how I hold the strap without askin’
I’m a hood b**ch, I like it nasty…

Written by Kaine, Perrier Rosewood & Rubi Rose
Produced by Dupri, Extendo & Mike Crook
Rubi Rose | 2022

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