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Whatever I Like Video (MV)




Performed By: Paul
Length: 3:03
Written by: Paul Saunders III




Paul - Whatever I Like Lyrics




Now I come through and you really wanna talk
Last time we spoke you was all uptight
You can hit my digits up, give me a ring
Come through my crib we can get it tonight
Now they wanna hate, And they get a little mad
I don't know what to tell 'em I upped my price
Yeah, know I'm really moving real nice
Yeah, and I get whatever I like

Yeah f*ck a 16 up twice
And I'm fly rocking no ice
And I put cash in my whip
Cuz it's protecting my life
Yeah and he gon lose his bitch
Hit his side chick and his wife
And I don't need to sip
Tell lil homie go and pass that light
Aye, now it's like 1, 2, 3 put ya ass on me
A, B, C you about your cheese
Age but a number don't check on me
Bet your little homie wanna hit T3
Why your baby daddy wanna flex on me
Cuz he caught her at my show
I ain't leaving with his hoe
But she bringing in her friends
I think they ready to go

Now I come through and you really wanna talk
Last time we spoke you was all uptight
You can hit my digits up, give me a ring
Come through my crib we can get it tonight
Now they wanna hate, And they get a little mad
I don't know what to tell 'em I upped my price
Yeah, know I'm really moving real nice
Yeah, and I get whatever I like
And I get whatever I like

And I ain't feeling no stress
I just been feeling real blessed
Better start showing respect
Before I start coming at necks
Why he gotta like he somebody
Why he gotta play around with the shotty
Why he gotta act like something funny
Why he tryna play around with my money
Imma big worm his brother
Imma Debo his mother
Aye, yeah
TR3O been smooth like butter
Yeah I do it like no other
Aye, yeah
We keep it all under wraps
I'm talking under them covers
Aye, yeah
I got a band for my brother
In case it get hot as the summer
Aye, yeah

Now I come through and you really wanna talk
Last time we spoke you was all uptight
You can hit my digits up, give me a ring
Come through my crib we can get it tonight
Now they wanna hate, And they get a little mad
I don't know what to tell 'em I upped my price
Yeah, know I'm really moving real nice
Yeah, and I get whatever I like
And I get whatever I like
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Now I come through and you really wanna talk
Last time we spoke you was all uptight
You can hit my digits up, give me a ring
Come through my crib we can get it tonight
Now they wanna hate, And they get a little mad
I don't know what to tell 'em I upped my price
Yeah, know I'm really moving real nice
Yeah, and I get whatever I like

Yeah f*ck a 16 up twice
And I'm fly rocking no ice
And I put cash in my whip
Cuz it's protecting my life
Yeah and he gon lose his bitch
Hit his side chick and his wife
And I don't need to sip
Tell lil homie go and pass that light
Aye, now it's like 1, 2, 3 put ya ass on me
A, B, C you about your cheese
Age but a number don't check on me
Bet your little homie wanna hit T3
Why your baby daddy wanna flex on me
Cuz he caught her at my show
I ain't leaving with his hoe
But she bringing in her friends
I think they ready to go

Now I come through and you really wanna talk
Last time we spoke you was all uptight
You can hit my digits up, give me a ring
Come through my crib we can get it tonight
Now they wanna hate, And they get a little mad
I don't know what to tell 'em I upped my price
Yeah, know I'm really moving real nice
Yeah, and I get whatever I like
And I get whatever I like

And I ain't feeling no stress
I just been feeling real blessed
Better start showing respect
Before I start coming at necks
Why he gotta like he somebody
Why he gotta play around with the shotty
Why he gotta act like something funny
Why he tryna play around with my money
Imma big worm his brother
Imma Debo his mother
Aye, yeah
TR3O been smooth like butter
Yeah I do it like no other
Aye, yeah
We keep it all under wraps
I'm talking under them covers
Aye, yeah
I got a band for my brother
In case it get hot as the summer
Aye, yeah

Now I come through and you really wanna talk
Last time we spoke you was all uptight
You can hit my digits up, give me a ring
Come through my crib we can get it tonight
Now they wanna hate, And they get a little mad
I don't know what to tell 'em I upped my price
Yeah, know I'm really moving real nice
Yeah, and I get whatever I like
And I get whatever I like
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Writer: Paul Saunders III
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