Clinton Sparks - I Like lyrics

[Notorious B.I.G (XL)] Hey, doggystyle n***a YEAH! (Ohh, oh oh oh) Uhh.. can I get witcha, uhh (oh oh oh) Can I get witcha, hey (oh OHH oh) Can I get witcha-cha-cha [echoes] [Verse 1: Notorious B.I.G. (XL)] Another day in the ghetto (yeah) One look outside and I'm already upset yo It look about a hundred-and-two It's a Saturday and Biggie ain't got nuttin to do (nuttin to do) Uhh, I'm interrupted by a phone ring Sometimes I wish I never got the motherf**in thing "Hello hello? Can I speak to Biggie?" Yo who dis? "Talisha!" Yo call back, I'm busy Why don'tcha hit me on the box a little later Washed up, got dressed, hits the elevator Steps out, it's the same old scene Dopefiend, crackfiend, eyewitness news team (yeah) I seen a honey with a bu*t lookin bu*ter soft I know she looks much better with them clothes up off Sittin all thick with the ruby red lipstick That's the one I got to get with [Chorus: XL] I like, the way that you look, I was hopin we could Maybe spend some time, there's so much that we can do We can party all night, I can tell you're so right (so right) From the way that you shine (yeah) I just wanna get with you [Notorious B.I.G. (XL)] Uhh.. can I get witcha, can I get witcha (can I get witcha) Can I get witcha, can I get witcha (but can I get witcha) "Why you wanna get with me?" Cause you got a big B-U-T-T (whoa-ooooh) [Verse 2: Notorious B.I.G. (XL)] She said, "If I get witchu I gotta get witcha whole hood rat crew (ohhh) Whatcha I think I do, sling skins for a livin? My name ain't November, this ain't Thanksgiving You ain't Michael Bivins Smack it up flip it, rub it down Do me baby, I ain't down My name ain't Tupac, I don't +Get Around+ You hittin this, n***a how that sound?" Huh, first of all you got me mixed up with somebody ya done slept with, hold up That's my Neneh Cherry sh**, I got somethin slicker (yeah yeahhhhh) Let me just sip up on this liquor (yeahhh) All I wanna do is smoke a little chronic (all I wanna do) +Slam+ ya like Onyx, and get ya Hooked on (yeah) this Biggie Smalls Phonics, 102 How to squeeze 22's in them Reebok shoes, HUH? [Chorus] [Interlude: XL] Hey lady, ohhhhh baby I wanna make you miiii-iiine, ooooooh-oooh And we can riiiiiide, all niiiiight Cause you the sh**, yeah, whoo! [Verse 3: Notorious B.I.G (XL)] To all the ladies in the house, oww Uhh, uhh - ta-dow I said walk me upstairs, cause I forgot my Phillies She said "I don't care, just don't be actin silly" I knew I had her trapped with my hardcore rap And it wouldn't take a second 'fore I had her on her back Twiddlin with the bra strap, threw on my Sillk CD cause "I wanna get freaky witchu!" (freaky witchu) Lose control on the skins is all I can picture (I like) Now I'm about to hitcha (yeahhhhhh) [Chorus: w/ ad-libs] [Notorious B.I.G. (XL)] Can I get witcha, can I get witcha (can I get witcha) Can I get witcha, can I get witcha (I wanna get witcha) "Why you wanna get with me?" Cause you got a big B-U-T-T (whoa-ooooh) Can I get witcha, can I get witcha Can I get witcha, can I get witcha (I wanna get witcha) "Why you wanna get with me?" Cause you got a big B-U-T-T (hey)