Lyrics
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Intro: S3nsi Molly
Like Mike
Chorus: Like Mike
Bae put lipstick
She run nightlife
Wear that black coat
Work that broad light
Shed her thick skin
She comes up life
Coked up, white line
Work that broad light
Bae put lipstick
She run nightlife
Wear that black coat
Work that broad light
Verse 1: Like Mike
From the booze to the club
To the booth of the drugs
To the car to the backseat
From the house to the pool
Through the balms to the bed
Oh yeah, she's that shit
She get lit fam
She ready to go
Had her nails done
But she waiting the dough
Got her paycheck
And she already know
Made her last run
Now she ready to go
Oh no
Bridge: Like Mike
She doesn't care if she gets paid for the night
She don't want love she just want a good life
Chorus: Like Mike
Bae put lipstick
She run nightlife
Wear that black coat
Work that broad light
Shed her thick skin
She comes up life
Coked up, white line
Work that broad light
Verse 2: Jodi Couture
All black down stilettos
Thick, that ass mommy straight from the ghetto
All my bitches on Wayne talking cigarillo
Finger won't see a ring, that's why I'm mellow
Black lip stick, too optimistic
If it ain't business, I mind my business
Cash flow, astro boy you missed it
Class over, that's right nigga, you dismissed
Yeah, I could really be a boo
But only if you really want me too
I just wanna do the naughty things you wanna do
Get a hold of your heart, break it into two, ah
Made up make up, no cake up
The only thing I wanna do is get my cake up
These dumb belles, they don't want me get my weight up
Lip stick on the dick when he wake up
Chorus: Like Mike
Bae put lipstick
She run nightlife
Wear that black coat
Work that broad light
Shed her thick skin
She comes up life
Coked up, white line
Work that broad light
Verse 3: S3nsi Molly
Found him in the club, take him home, know what's next, make it do what it do
We gon' start in the kitchen, take it off, bend it over, we gon' end up in a room
Yeah, start at one, keep it going, don't get tired, we go into round two
Drop him off, take him home, is it us? It's just me and you
All red lipstick, on the cup of the hit
On the rocks full of spice, I might feel it again
Black coat with the fur, and she do a hard dance
And by the end of the night, leave with me and my friends
Chorus: Like Mike
Bae put lipstick
She run nightlife
Wear that black coat
Work that broad light
Shed her thick skin
She comes up life
Coked up, white line
Work that broad light
Outro: Like Mike
From the booze to the club
To the booth of the drugs
To the car to the backseat
From the house to the pool
Through the balms to the bed
Oh yeah, she's that shit
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