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• Artiste: Trevor Jackson
• Titre: Me Likey
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Oh, that’s hot! When you touch me here, You touch me there You give me that stare Me likey. You wanna go up Me wanna go down Well I can go down Me likey. Me likey this, me likey that Me likey this, me likey that Me likey this, me likey that Me likey this, that. Met a girl in Miami She can barely understand me I don’t think she got a job But she do work I-I-I I’ma let her meet the family She ain’t looking for love, go figure! I just met her at the club She might be a gold digger Well, get down, girl! Go ahead, get down She dancing, movin’ that thang for me (thang for me) I think that she got a thang for me (thang for me) Me likey what I see Your hands all over my body, baby It’s just you and me W-W-W What’s your fantasy, baby? When you touch me here, You touch me there You give me that stare Me likey. You wanna go up Me wanna go down Well I can go down Me likey. Me likey this, me likey that Me likey this, me likey that Me likey this, me likey that Me likey this, that. She’s such a bad habit But she makes me feel good, yeah When I’m wearing this pretty young thing on my arm Man, everybody’s hooked, yeah. It’s about to go down, down, go figure! Mami sound good on the phone Such a good kisser When I get her all alone She dancing, movin’ that thang for me (thang for me) I think that she got a thang for me (thang for me) Me likey what I see Your hands all over my body, baby It’s just you and me W-W-W What’s your fantasy, baby? Stand up! When you touch me here, You touch me there You give me that stare Me likey. You wanna go up Me wanna go down Well I can go down Me likey. Me likey this, me likey that Me likey this, me likey that Me likey this, me likey that Me likey this, that. Cool, cool, baby I could take the summer off Young Bangz makin’ sure she wheel like armor all How to be a player, baby I should write the monologue Momma wanna touch me She don’t want me as a son-in-law That girl there – a gift – Mrs. Santa Clause I’m just tryin’ get up in her prize like a rental car She all on me like I’m walking in the Pentagon She say I’m sweet, I’m tryna to turn into a cinnabun Ooh, he’s so classy, classy And she like the fact my voice so raspy I’m a H-Town playa and the game ain’t fair But the girls so nasty, Stand up! When you touch me here, You touch me there You give me that stare Me likey. You wanna go up Me wanna go down Well I can go down Me likey. Me likey this, me likey that Me likey this, me likey that Me likey this, me likey that Me likey this, that. Stand up! When you touch me here, You touch me there You give me that stare Me likey. You wanna go up Me wanna go down Well I can go down Me likey. Me likey this, me likey that Me likey this, me likey that Me likey this, me likey that Me likey this, that.