C Gutta - I Think She Like Me lyrics

[Intro: Rick Ross] This the flyest sh** ever This that Rich Forever part 2 Uh, uh [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Layin' in my bed, I'm under these gold chandeliers Can't say too many names in here these kinda years Nice sweaters and these icy diamonds on my wrist Ice Cube lookin' n***a, you know life a b**h I once got no allowance, now I got the crown I said I was The Boss, nobody made a sound Really had to see them things, this level story tellin' Who else could flip a chorus into 40 million? Out in Cannes with Leonardo DiCaprio While out on bond, pray I go to trial rapido 8 felonies, tellin' me wanna give me life Every nut I bust really, I gotta do it twice Ricky Ronaldo, really when I'm in Portugal I pull a yacht out, this weekend, I'm f**in' so and so Cameras flash, paparazzi layin' in the gra** Tom Brady my new neighbor, you can tell 'em that [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign] Uh, I think she like me Oh, I think she like me I know her n***a don't like me With your b**h right now? Yeah, I might be Sippin' this right now? Yeah, we might be (Ooh, ooh) Might hit her from the back, let her ride me (Ooh, ooh) Girl, you never meet another n***a like me (Ooh, ooh) Girl, you never meet another man like me [Verse 2: Rick Ross] I'm s**in' women, out on Fisher Isle I gas her up and let her lick me down I may name my daughter Hermes Get Margiela to decorate the new birds nest 20 million up in Merrill Lynch I met his chick, he haven't seen her since Through the city, I'm still floatin' like a magic carpet She stop me for a selfie, I just want the knowledge Expressin' what you think'll send your kids to college Or be a Geechi n***a just to keep the Bentley polished Do it for the dear departed, f** a Ben Carson Empire rented, you made a n***a a target Only one that's smokin' up in Goldman Sachs When I'm the only one that's rollin' like a quarter back And I never put it in my government 'Cause I never put on for the government [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign] Uh, I think she like me Oh, I think she like me I know her n***a don't like me With your b**h right now? Yeah, I might be Sippin' this right now? Yeah, we might be (Ooh, ooh) Might hit her from the back, let her ride me (Ooh, ooh) 'Cause you never meet another n***a like me (Ooh, ooh) Girl, you never meet another man like me (Ooh, ooh) [Verse 3: Rick Ross] You caught the case, you gotta post a bond I'm Rayful Edmund mixed with young Wale Folarin Starin' in my safe, I'm rather safe than sorry Diddy, Jigga only two n***as comin' for me I park the Caddy in my livin' room p**y n***as lookin' for me, I'ma give it to 'em Santorini, Greece, s** in the swimmin' pool If her p**y dry, call her Beetle Juice I'm baby makin' in the Maldives Put up all the yachts, pulled out the jet skis Khaled hit me on the FaceTime (It's Billy!) I'm the fliest n***a on his baseline She see the sneakers and she see the stones Fat boy run the city, seated in the throne I'm cashin' in like the Kardashians My paralyzed homie snuck the ratchet in [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign] Uh, I think she like me Oh, I think she like me I know her n***a don't like me With your b**h right now? Yeah, I might be Sippin' this Sprite now? Yeah, we might be (Ooh, ooh) Might hit her from the back, let her ride me (Ooh, ooh) 'Cause you never meet another n***a like me (Ooh, ooh) Girl, you never meet another man like me