Wiley - She Likes To (England 10 Remix) lyrics

[Intro: J2K] She likes to drink it She grabs the gla** and likes to sip it She loves Champagne, rosé campaigns If you got a bottle then she wants to drink it [Verse 1: J2K] She loves the whole flex When I'm bringing the bottles In Christian Audigier Can't copy him (uhuh, uhuh) She love the colour of the bottle though Get her little hands on it, she's a bottle o-pen-er But yo, this ones a rosé Watch her twist the top then follow up You can learn a few things just swallow up You dun know what Madonna does She's telling me [Verse 2: Wrigley] She likes to wine on it Short skirt look kind of fine in it Yeah she likes to whine on it That's why I keep my eyes on it I'm in the club, just clock something nice Eyes on her wondering "what's on her mind?" - me! I was watching her wind Like I was minding her drink, watching her wine I'm fly in the club, my lyrics are the sh** There's flies on my book I'm shining because I'm blessed and I'm wise You know I've got girls to the left and the right [Verse 3: Ice Kid] She loves what I be Me and my team run the grime scene Covered in Ice Cream down to my feet Check the icey on the back of my jeans When I hit the rave, dog, its ??? Have the bottle of ??? no Renault, no Focus A cla**, triple a pa**, and a quick entrance - no joke thing Come here to rep for the rave But if anyone steps in my face I'm setting a pace, it's all weapons ablaze I ain't telling them I step with the [...] [Verse 4: Wretch 32] Look, she likes to tease me But im outta this world with E.T She knows the Wretch is greasy We'll get connected with BT Why you gotta be like that I ain't trying to be your man That's Ironik, babe I see your plan, in fact I'm on it So be proud to meet your match With no pitch, or referee We'll do this in the Westwood: Legendary I ain't doubting I'm fast Your my head mistress but I'm out of your cla** [Verse 5: Ghetts] She likes the carnival Favourite film; Love & Basketball I'm a hot boy, here comes the barbecue She's got a man but I'm unregardable I might link up with somebody's woman Just because somebody bet me I couldn't If she ain't a good'n I'll bring the whole hood in From when I get my foot in her door, I keep pushing Because if I get breakfast then I want extras Lunch, dinner and pudding, I'm looking Drive way, do it my way when I'm pulling Give her the hood, which one of you wouldn't? [Verse 6: Wiley] She likes to the dance some I'm here again to hype the dance, got Girls a lot inside the dance Can't forget the three that like to dance Yo, do a one step, two step, three step Billy came back for the remix And all the girls that we get Want to see the sun like phoenix Ain't no B-list The route I took was a scenic Straight to the corner of the club I'm a relish She's not giving a damn Where she's putting her hands We've got similar plans for this evening [Verse 7: Bashy] She likes my t-shirt (bish, bash, bosh) Wants me to pipe and breed her Plus, her ex man's a idiot Me her and her best friend can threesome It's a one grand, two grand, more I can afford anything that she wants (What did you lash bash?) course! When I finished, she couldn't walk Dead, she was a corpse Then I taught her the latest craze Know, Gracious K Take your right then your left Then put both hands on my head (Show me how you get down) [Verse 8: Scorcher] She likes the winner flow And the way I directed the video Check one, check two Check when you see me though I look like money in the wallet Big money in my wallet Honey if I'm on it We can make loving on the bonnet Can I grab the Bent' off Will Look down, its kinda got a gentle feel Look round, it's kinda like s** on wheels Chain all blinging Big stage, a cane all swinging Dropped a little change on Wigan F' them pennys I stay for the pimps, I'm getting [Verse 9: Chipmunk] She ain't in to grime, fam (no she ain't) But I know she knows who I am I'm in the dance 10 man done already got parred But there's only one can than I can First thing's first, I am not on the grind Diamonds independent, my sign Got females totally on it She looked at my wrist and was like "God damn, Chip, what's that?" A mortgage deposit I'm just being modest I mean honest, it's all the truth You can blame it on me, girl, f** the Goose Munk [Verse 10: Griminal] Nasty she likes me. Me. Me. Me. Me M-m-m-m-m-m-m me, me It's all about me Me and the money, man It's all bout P's G's, Girl is like "Griminal, sleep" Boy with a bad b**h, Griminal be The new school lyrical G Girl on their knees like "Griminal, please..!" Griminal wants, Griminal needs 4 bill a show be the minimal fee [Outro] Change, change Change, change Change, change Change, change Change, change Change, change