Preferred Band/Artist: AKA
Like this, like this, like this
Like it, like it, like this like it, like it, like this
Come on
I use to be the background child
I use to be the one that’s shy when I see the girls that I like
Ignore all the thoughts that I had in mind, 'cause I’ve been diagnosed with her smile
Now I’m right in front, oh yeah girl, I know you like my style
I wonder why the girls go crazy when they see me
When I walk pass they're dead quite but when I walk away they go wild
I know my swagger's tight, oh yeah, you dig it, right?
My special admirer, what’s your name, what’s your number?
I wanna call you and if it's fine with you I’d like to visit you, but don’t get me wrong
I’m not in the mood for a sad song or sharing any pain at all
If you wanna hang with me, you got to swag it up and listen to my music
Because this right here is one time only
You dig?
CHORUS (×2):
Like this, like this, like this
Like it, like it, like this like it, like it, like this
Come on, turn around
On the ground
Pull it up, yeah, and give me some more
Verse 2
I make the eyes of the girls role and they look like stachues when they see me in they’re home town
I don’t know what it is- maybe I’m poison by far, cause I can hypnotise you with this lyrics doesn’t matter where you are
I stick to the script and jip I’m a changed man
I’m not who I use to be- this is AKA for those o’ you don’t know me
This is AKA for those o’ you don’t know me
Don’t worry fellas I’m not the type of guy that will take your girl, but I’m the type of guy your girl will play you with
I will stay on my ground and be cool-
Who ever goes back to theyr puich are a fool
The clock goes forward it never turns back and whatever you may go through is only a test
Don’t worry homey- Just keep listening to my music, because this right here is one time only
You dig
CHORUS (×2)
I don’t make music, I make hits
It’s not your type of song, but you like this
Relocate from the farm to the city, that’s the reason that you feel me
And I’m gonna keep on giving you what you like
AKA on the track, track, track
I know that you like that, that, that
Ain’t no doubt about it 'cause it's a fact
I love the way you’re jamming to this track
CHORUS (x4)
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