What She Like Lyrics

Keep her champagne on some ice

Mix the codeine with the sprite

She might all depending on the vibe

I won't judge she got her vice

She like what she like (Oh Yeah)

She like what she like she like what she like (Oh Yeah)

She like what she like she like what she like (Oh Yeah)

All white body navy guts in the coupe

White toes match her shoes

1942 With her friends

Don Julio energy Oooo

I've seen a lot through my Ray-Ban lense

But I ain't ever seen anybody like you

Who am I when I got demons of my own

I'll be the last one to ever judge you

So I'mma roll one up baby I see you like the feeling

Pour a 2 in my double cup I'm swangin' still won't spill it

You ain't been this high in a minute

This Pleigha shit I live it

We don't do the small talk big business

This is lust not love like a drug she don't mix it

Keep her champagne on some ice

Mix the codeine with the sprite

She might all depending on the vibe

I won't judge she got her vice

She like what she like (Oh Yeah)

She like what she like she like what she like (Oh Yeah)

She like what she like she like what she like (Oh Yeah)

Uh... You do you

Independent bout' your business making moves

When I was down you held me down got love for you

Them windows tinted know who in it you and crew

So I'mma roll one up baby I see you like the feeling

Pour a 2 in my double cup I'm swangin' still won't spill it

You ain't been this high in a minute

This Pleigha shit I live it

We don't do the small talk big business

This is lust not love like a drug she don't mix it

Keep her champagne on some ice

Mix the codeine with the sprite

She might all depending on the vibe

I won't judge she got her vice

She like what she like (Oh Yeah)

She like what she like she like what she like (Oh Yeah)

She like what she like she like what she like (Oh Yeah)