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T.I. - Whatever You Like Remix Lyrics




Ay Jim you know them old suga daddy's they be trickin they tell them girl's
(I said you could have whatever youu like) [x3 - fade]
Yeahh

[Chorus:]
Stacks on deck
Patron on ice
And we could pop bottles all night
Baby you could have whatever you like (you like)
I said youu could have whatever youu like (you like)
Yeahh
Late night sex
So wet it's so tight
I'd gas up the jet for youu tonight
And baby youu could go wherever you (you like)
I said youu could go wherever you like (you like)
Yeahh

[Verse 1:]
Anytime you want to
Pick up the telephone you
Know it ain't nothinn to drop a couple stacks on youu
Want it youu could get it my dear
5 million dollar homes drop bentley's I swear
Yeahh

[Hook:]
I want'cho body
Need yo body
As long as youu got me you won't need nobody
You want it I got it
Go get it I buy it
Tell them othaa broke niggas be quiet

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Shawty you the hottest
Love the way you drop it
Brain so good (good)
Coulda sworn you went to college
Hundred cake deposits
And vacations in the tropics
Errbody know it ain't trickin if youu got it
And you ain't neve eva gotta go in yo wallet
As long as I got rubbaband banks in my pockets
Five six
Rides with rims and noody kits
And you ain't gotta down grade
You can get what I get
My chick can have wha she wants
And go in any store
Buy any bag she want
I know you ain't never had a man like that
To buy you anythin your heart desire like that

[Hook]

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Trey Songz]
Shawty what it is though, you know who I is though
When we ready you can come, and you can let ya friend go
You can let your friend come too
'Cause, I picture your friend on you (Yup!)
Smokin' killa Indo, got it from my kinfolk
Haters what you mad for, 'cause you know you dead broke
What they let you in for, shawty you a ten though
Won't you hop yo ass up in them benz though
'Cause, once you let me touch it, ain't no need for no discussion
I'm a have yo body bussin', like an automatic weapon
I know it's a recession, but I'm making an exception, for yo bad ass
If you want that damn bag, gon' and grab it
You can have it, just one swipe of this here plastic
Girl, I bet you won't be stresstin', if you let your panties lessin'
I mean listen I'm the truth, and I just want you fruits and juices
One more look at your pass, throw the dueces (Yuupp!)

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Stacks on deck, that's on my life
You never wear the same thing twice,
If you leave with ya boy toniigghhttt
You can have whatever you liiikkkeeee
Yeeaaaahhhh!,
And you gon' have the best sex of yo life,
Twice, three time, four time,
We gon' get it on toniiigghhhhtt
You can have whatever you liiikkkkeeee
Yeeaaaahhhh!
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Ay Jim you know them old suga daddy's they be trickin they tell them girl's
(I said you could have whatever youu like) [x3 - fade]
Yeahh

[Chorus:]
Stacks on deck
Patron on ice
And we could pop bottles all night
Baby you could have whatever you like (you like)
I said youu could have whatever youu like (you like)
Yeahh
Late night sex
So wet it's so tight
I'd gas up the jet for youu tonight
And baby youu could go wherever you (you like)
I said youu could go wherever you like (you like)
Yeahh

[Verse 1:]
Anytime you want to
Pick up the telephone you
Know it ain't nothinn to drop a couple stacks on youu
Want it youu could get it my dear
5 million dollar homes drop bentley's I swear
Yeahh

[Hook:]
I want'cho body
Need yo body
As long as youu got me you won't need nobody
You want it I got it
Go get it I buy it
Tell them othaa broke niggas be quiet

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Shawty you the hottest
Love the way you drop it
Brain so good (good)
Coulda sworn you went to college
Hundred cake deposits
And vacations in the tropics
Errbody know it ain't trickin if youu got it
And you ain't neve eva gotta go in yo wallet
As long as I got rubbaband banks in my pockets
Five six
Rides with rims and noody kits
And you ain't gotta down grade
You can get what I get
My chick can have wha she wants
And go in any store
Buy any bag she want
I know you ain't never had a man like that
To buy you anythin your heart desire like that

[Hook]

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Trey Songz]
Shawty what it is though, you know who I is though
When we ready you can come, and you can let ya friend go
You can let your friend come too
'Cause, I picture your friend on you (Yup!)
Smokin' killa Indo, got it from my kinfolk
Haters what you mad for, 'cause you know you dead broke
What they let you in for, shawty you a ten though
Won't you hop yo ass up in them benz though
'Cause, once you let me touch it, ain't no need for no discussion
I'm a have yo body bussin', like an automatic weapon
I know it's a recession, but I'm making an exception, for yo bad ass
If you want that damn bag, gon' and grab it
You can have it, just one swipe of this here plastic
Girl, I bet you won't be stresstin', if you let your panties lessin'
I mean listen I'm the truth, and I just want you fruits and juices
One more look at your pass, throw the dueces (Yuupp!)

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Stacks on deck, that's on my life
You never wear the same thing twice,
If you leave with ya boy toniigghhttt
You can have whatever you liiikkkeeee
Yeeaaaahhhh!,
And you gon' have the best sex of yo life,
Twice, three time, four time,
We gon' get it on toniiigghhhhtt
You can have whatever you liiikkkkeeee
Yeeaaaahhhh!
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Writer: James Scheffer, Clifford Harris, David Siegel
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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