J Hus Like Your Style song lyrics
J Hus Like Your Style song lyrics
I like your style
I like your style
Alexander McQueen with the roundneck
Told the promoter, I'll be two secs
Had to sex two chicks before soundcheck
She looked deep into my eyes and gave me proud neck (yeah)
That's my new broad, always text her when I'm too bored
Have her posing Madame Tussauds
Baby what's the craic? What's the story? (what's going on)
Baby what's the craic? What's the story?
Fuck up the 'ussna in my sunglasses
Bartenders and pole dancers in my hotel with no trousers
Me and her, we're just alike man, we're so heartless
So you text her, get no answers
I don't text her, that's extra
Had her skippin' lecture
Fucking uni bitches throughout the whole semester
The bed ain't made for one so I'm sharing it
Anything you need, tell Frank he'll take care of it
I like your style (I like your style)
I like your style (I like your style)
I like your style (I like your style)
I like your style (I like your style)
Bad B licking on my earlobe
Versace bathrobe, everytin' high-class
Pour the Cîroc in the wine glass
Big booty in the jacuzzi, just to let the time pass
Tryna take in all these W's (winning)
Money come now I do what I wanna do
Getting brain while I eat my cereal
Skinny man, take on BBW
You know the big girls need loving too
And I'm the one they keep coming to
All the gyaldem wan' hookup
Even my next door neighbour came asking for sugar
We on the same page, no need for a discussion
Then we do something disgusting
Still ugly, but I'm not fussing
J Hus, even your mum loves it
I like your style (I like your style)
I like your style (I like your style)
I like your style (I like your style)
I like your style (I like your style)
I like your style (I like your style)
Baby what's the craic? What's the story?
Baby what's the craic? What's the story?