Lyrics to I Like It
Yeah baby
I like it like that
You gotta believe me when I tell you
I said I like it like that
You gotta believe me when I tell you
I said I like it like that

Now I like dollars, I like diamonds
I like stunting, I like shining
I like million dollar deals
Where's my pen, bitch I'm signin'
I like those Balenciagas
The ones that look like socks
I like going to the jeweler
I put rocks all in my watch
I like texts from my exes
When they want a second chance
I like proving niggas wrong
I do what they say I can't
They call me Cardi Bardi, banging body
Spicy mami, hot tamale
Hotter than a Somali
Fur coat, Ferrari
Hop out the stu, jump in the coupe
They trippin' on top of the roof
Flexing on bitches as hard as I can
Eating halal, driving the Lam'
Told that bitch I'm sorry, though
'Bout my coins like Mario
Yeah they call me Cardi B
I run this shit like cardio
Oh, damn

Diamonds, just forget the chains
I said I like it like that
Instead of fighting, know I'm gang gang gang gang
I said I like it like that
Drop the top and blow the brains
I said I like it like that
Oh he's so handsome, what's his name?
I said I like it like that
Oh I need the dollars
I said I like it like that
Beat it up like piñatas
I said I like it like that
Tell the driver, close the curtains
I said I like it like that
Bad bitch make him nervous
I said I like it like that
Cardi B!

Chambean, chambean, pero no jalan (¡jalan!)
Tú compras to'a las Jordan, bobo, a mí me las regalan
I spend in the club (wuh), while you hop in the bank (yeh)
This is the new religion, bang, en latino gang, gang, yeh, yeh
Trato de hacer dieta (heh), pero es que en el closet tengo mucha grasa (wuh)
Ya mude la Gucci pa' dentro de casa, yeh (¡wuh!)
Cabrón, a ti no te conocen ni en Plaza (no)
El Diablo me llama pero Jesucristo me abraza
Guerrero como Eddie, que viva la raza (yeh)
Me gustan boricuas, me gustan cubanas
Me gusta el acento de las colombianas (¿qué hubo pues?)
Como mueve el culo la dominicana (¿qué lo que?)
Lo rico que me chingan las venezolanas (woo!)
Andamos activos, Perico Pin-Pin
Billetes de cien en el maletín (ching)
Que retumbe el bajo, Bobby Valentin, yeh
Aquí es prohibido amar, diles Charytín
Que pa'l pico les tengo Claritin
Yo llego a la disco y se forma el motín

Diamonds, just forget the chains
Bad Bunny Pa, pa, pa, pa
I said I like it like that
Instead of fighting, know I'm gang gang gang gang
I said I like it like that
Drop the top and blow the brains
I said I like it like that
Oh he's so handsome, what's his name?
I said I like it like that
Oh I need the dollars
I said I like it like that
Beat it up like piñatas
I said I like it like that
Tell the driver, close the curtains
I said I like it like that
Bad bitch make him nervous
I said I like it like that

Como Celia Cruz tengo el azucar (azuca')
Tu jeva me vio y se fue de pecho como Jimmy Snuka
Te vamos a tumbar la peluca
Y arranca pa'l carajo cabrón, que a ti no te vo'a pasar la juca (juca, juca)
Mis tenis Balenciaga, me reciben en la entrada
Pa-pa-pa-pa-razzi, like I'm Lady Gaga
Y no te me hagas, que en cover de Billboard tú has visto mi cara
No salgo de tu mente
Donde quieras que viajes has escuchado "Mi Gente"
Yo no soy high, soy como el Testarossa (Testarossa)
Yo soy el que se la vive y también el que la goza (goza, goza)
En la cosa, mami en la cosa (cosa, cosa)
El quien mira sufre y el que toca goza (goza, goza)

I said I like it like that
I said I like it like that (rrr)
I said I like it like that
I said I like it like that

Diamonds, just forget the chains
I said I like it like that
Instead of fighting, know I'm gang gang gang gang
I said I like it like that
Drop the top and blow the brains
I said I like it like that
Oh he's so handsome, what's his name?
I said I like it
Songwriters: Belcalis Almanzar, Kleonard Raphael, Benito Martinez, Jose Osorio, Tony Pabon, Manny Rodriguez
Publisher: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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