I Think She Like Me

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' nigga, you know life a bitch 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 fuckin' so and so Cameras flash, paparazzi layin' in the grass 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 nigga don't like me With your bitch 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 nigga like me (Ooh, ooh) Girl, you never meet another man like me verse 2: Rick Ross I'm sexin' 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 nigga just to keep the Bentley polished Do it for the dear departed, fuck a Ben Carson Empire rented, you made a nigga 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 nigga don't like me With your bitch 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 nigga like me (Ooh, ooh) Girl, you never meet another man like me 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 niggas comin' for me I park the Caddy in my livin' room Pussy niggas lookin' for me, I'ma give it to 'em Santorini, Greece, sex in the swimmin' pool If her pussy dry, call her Beetle Juice I'm baby makin' in the Malvides Put up all the yachts, pulled out the jet skis Khaled hit me on the FaceTime It's Billy! I'm the fliest nigga 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 a ratchet in Hook: Ty Dolla $ign Uh, I think she like me Oh, I think she like me I know her nigga don't like me With your bitch 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 nigga like me (Ooh, ooh) Girl, you never meet another man like me