Likin (Explicit) 歌詞
Likin (Explicit) - Fastlane Wez/Geko/Yungen
Lyrics by：Asmus Harm/Anthony Banbury/Hodifa Abdalla/Wesley Ashley Gumbs/Clive Brooks/Oliver Gammelgaard Nielsen
Composed by：Asmus Harm/Anthony Banbury/Hodifa Abdalla/Wesley Ashley Gumbs/Clive Brooks/Oliver Gammelgaard Nielsen
She got the ting that I'm likin
I'm on the road with the white ting
See the grind that I'm wifeing
See that money ting ah my ting
She got the ting that I'm likin
Ting that I'm likin oh now
Her body make me slow down
She putting on a show now
She got the ting that I'm likin
Ting that I'm likin oh now
Her body make me slow down
She putting on a show now
I've got a bad ting and she local
She got a ting for the social
Coming for the notes and funds I'm the taxman
She's got a thing for a black man
Pretty girl come closer
Bring that body right over
Girl come ride pon my soldier
Take off in that Rover
We can fly away fly a lane
More Henny higher six with
For your higher mates and now you're late
Your body make me come back every time
You know I do appreciate every whine
I keep you on the ropes
We're doing up the most
From your breasts straight down to a lower coast
Put me on your Instagram that's putting me on toast
The mandem say I'm lovey dovey finna catch a rose
So maybe we can oh and maybe we can sh
I'll make you weak and I'll make you we like
She got the ting that I'm likin
I'm on the road with the white ting
See the grind that I'm wifeing
See that money ting ah my ting
She got the ting that I'm likin
Ting that I'm likin oh now
Her body make me slow down
She putting on a show now
She got the ting that I'm likin
Ting that I'm likin oh now
Her body make me slow down
She putting on a show now
She got that ting that I like
Take it from the block to a first class flight
Yeah she drawing me out all she want is the pipe
She can't drive car but she can deffo ride bike
She goes sick for the nuts
She said her ex was bruck
She knows I'm six figures up
And she don't wanna go back there
She don't want the throwbacks there
I'm here if you're looking for me baby
I'm on that road ting daily
Money make the gyal go crazy
Pocket never slim like Shady
She make mi wanna slow down
Keep it on the low now
We're going toe-to-toe now
I'm letting off the four rounds
She got the ting that I'm likin
I'm on the road with the white ting
See the grind that I'm wifeing
See that money ting ah my ting
She got the ting that I'm likin
Ting that I'm likin oh now
Her body make me slow down
She putting on a show now
She got the ting that I'm likin
Ting that I'm likin oh now
Her body make me slow down
She putting on a show now