What I Like

[Intro]
Hehehe, ey Rvssian

[Chorus: MOLIY]
You know I like what I like, what I like, what I
If you get lit in the club tonight
Pull up a spliff and mi pass the light
One dem a talk say my body right
Dj so heavy
He done make all the bad gyal crazy
Inna waist gyal can come shade me
'Cause ya man, yeah he call me baby

[Verse 1: Ayetian]
Gyal yuh hot hot, hot hot lady lava
Back shot, back shot
That she ask fa
Bam bam, thick thick, nyam cassava
One done, Ayetian, a pull yuh draws off
Marsha, shift e blue draws
Fi banana, tawcha
Aye gyal weh yuh want wata?
Gaza, yo trinibad , yo Sparta
Two bomb weh me plant inna me yard back
Balance, balance, gyal galang , galang
Like mad ants, mad ants
How yuh tired and a just after one?
Budati fi yap, muthe desa, muthe desa, muthe

[Chorus: MOLIY]
You know I like what I like, what I like, what I
If you get lit in the club tonight
Pull up a spliff and mi pass the light
One dem a talk say my body right
Dj so heavy
He done make all the bad gyal crazy
Inna waist gyal can come shade me
Ya man, yeah, he call me baby

[Verse 2: MOLIY]
Pretty face, tight hole, back it up
Don't stop, make it clap
They ain't realer than me
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, can't get any man, women want, 'cause they my woman
Balance, balance, balance, balance, deh
Give you one time then you'll hook ‘pon me, eh
Galang, galang, galang, galang, deh
Hands ‘pon your toes means good body

[Verse 3: Tyga]
Island baddie, and she poppin' for daddy
And she really good at it and that ass sittin' fatty
One more time she gon' get a Birk' baggie
I'ma pull up in the Benz and she gon' give me the best punani
Yeah, Kristy, Ashley, bring ‘em in the backseat
Baby let's run it, run it like a track meet
Panties on the dash every gyal like gettin' nasty
We can keep it litty all night, don't ask me
She a top five freak on her high
She got me like “Oh me, oh my”
She wanna eat, she like “Bismillah”
She gon', go, go, go, said she like what I like

[Chorus: MOLIY]
Like what I like, what I like, what I
If you get lit in the club tonight
Pull up a spliff and mi pass the light
One dem a talk say my body right
DJ so heavy
He done make all the bad gyal crazy
Inna waist gyal can come shade me
Ya man, yeah, he call me baby

[Verse 4: MOLIY]
Boy you're too much, you just can't get me
Broke pocket man, that's really my pet peeve
When they come around, if you want come stress me
Good boy, obey your one to deadly

[Outro: MOLIY]
You know I like what I like, what I like, what I, like