Keith Sweat - Whatcha Like lyrics

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Keith Sweat - Whatcha Like lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, uh-uh (uh, uh) Yeah, yeah Yeah, whatcha like? (yeah yeah) (Uh-huh, uh-huh) Yeah (Uh, uh, what, what, what, what, what) Baby, I'm scopin' I got you wide open I know you want some Some of this love of mine (yeah, yeah) Cuz I'm not you average trick It takes a lot to get with this If you want my love You gotta wine and dine (yeah, yeah) Wait a minute baby You must think I'm crazy Trickin' is to me One of my favorite past-times Nah, I'm not used to spendin' money Just to get some honey But you know girl There's always a first time For everything, lemme say I know what you want I know what you need Gonna give ya What you like, what you like You know what I want You know what I need Can you give me What I like, what I like Girl, I'll take you Where you never been before I'll go down girl And give you so much more Please come to me I'll supply your every need Satisfaction, baby, gauranteed Now I've heard that game before (heard it before) But you've got to give me more (give you more) I like diamons and plush cars I wanna be the star (oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Boy don't take advantage That bullsh**, I can't stand it I'm tired of givin' love And bein' hurt So first thing's first baby I know what you want I know what you need Gonna give ya What you like, what you like You know what I want You know what I need Can you give me What I like, what I like Uh, uh, uh, uh You better get your sh** right Boy ain't got much equipment For you to come prepared for me Cuz I'ma catch you slippin' The bullsh** I'm skippin' No dicks I'm dippin' Watch your mouth, it ain't no trippin' While this madam is flippin' And I'm sippin' Perione with the thong Gone in the jacuzzi Call this n***a to get my bone on Come screw me, like the driver Do amazing sh** like Macgiver Check out how I flip it when I ride ya I hypnotize ya With the twistin' of my hips I mesmorize ya With the lickin' of my lips And I feed him a mouthful Five from that snack, she packin' In the sack, she lackin' Ain't no slackin', I'm mackin' Get the f** back and recede like a hairline Pull some sh**, you gon' see me take care of mine The bomb ? poetess be on a paper quest For little D, my mama and me, f** the rest Uh, uh I know what you want I know what you need Gonna give ya What you like, what you like You know what I want You know what I need Can you give me What I like, what I like