Jeezy - I Like lyrics

[Young Swift] Yea [Hook: Young Swift] I woke up this morning, with a brand new swag Like f** these n***as, let's get this cash I like money and b**hes, and b**hes with money I'm a real a** n***a, you can't take that from me I like money and b**hes [Yea], and b**hes with money [I Like] Money and b**hes [Yea], and b**hes with money [I Like] Money and b**hes [b**hes], money and b**hes [b**hes], money and b**hes[I Like] Money and b**hes [I Like] [Verse 1: Young Swift] Look Ok I like that cash, I like that loaf She say she like that dick, well girl that dick like you It's Charge Nation the army, give that soldier salute And if it's me and my b**h then I like that coupe I throw some ice on too, just so I shine right Then I blow what's left, getting my mind right Money on the radar get it till the graveyard And my homie got that thang n***a, go on play hard [heh] Ok it's raining, n***a what that flood cost I found hate, but no love lost Do it like I taught you, getting twisted like a cork screw If you ever wanna ball, then tell them Swiffa sports you [Hey] [Hook: Young Swift] [Verse 2: Young Jeezy] I got money with n***as [Yea], she like n***as with money [Snow] I say "Cot Damn girl! Hey what's up with your tummy!" [Yeaaaa] She say "Look at me Snow. You know I been in the gym.[Yea] He ain't blowin on strong, so I ain't f**in with him. [Ha Haaa] See you stepped up your swag [Swag], See you rockin them Timbs." I say "b**h these just boots![Boots] You see me rockin these gems![Damn] Don't I look Liberace? [...Ace] Don't I look so Versace? [Snow] Take a look at me now![Now] I used to trap in huaraches!" [Yeaaaa] Right now you a 10 as you see I can count I said "You sure look good, hey but what's in your account?" [Aye] I don't f** broke b**hes, [Nah] cause them b**hes be funny [Funny] They spend they money on b**hes, [b**hes] I like my b**hes with money Snow [Yea] [Hook: Young Swift] [Verse 3: Jim Jones] I woke up this morning, praise to Allah Last night got crazy, blew 20k at the bar Love them b**hes with credit, a car, and a job I'm a freak for them watches, my dick get hard for Chopards[Grr] Hopped out left the turbo on, got out it like word is born Her mouth is fowl but it turn me on Had to crack a dial on that Tourbillion APT that's watch talk, Black GT that's drop talk Like a baby head, my top soft Hit the club and we pop collars Private jet, one way to heaven Taking bets 2k11 Hold's 8 stacks and I ain't sweatin 40 for the stone 8 for the setting [Grr] She need a job talkin bout she don't need a man I said f** you b**h, I don't need a b**h I just feed them dreams like Peter Pan [Hook: Young Swift]