Tytuł: That's How You Like It

• Wykonawca: Beyonce Knowles
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That's How You Like It, huh
  That's How You Like It, huh
  That's How You Like It, huh
  That's How I Like It, baby
  
  I need a thug that'll have my back
  Do-rag, Nike Airs to match
  Ain't nothin' wrong with that
  That's how I like it, baby
  Where my thugs at?
  White T-Shirt, I love that
  Timberland boots, you does that, it's a fact
  That's how I like it, baby
  
  I like the way you walk
  The way you talk
  The way you dress
  The way you smile
  I like the way you are
  The way you ain't
  I like your honesty, integrity,
  It levels me, so please don't ever change
  
  That's How You Like It, huh
  That's How You Like It, huh
  That's How You Like It, huh
  That's How I Like It, baby
  
  I like the way you brush your hair
  I like the stylish clothes you wear
  It's just the real things you do
  That's why I wanna stick with you
  Where my girls at?
  Let them know we love that
  Sexy way they does that (you did that)
  That's how I like it, baby
  
  I hope you like my style
  The way I dress
  The way I flirt
  Say yes
  I hope you like my mind
  The things I say
  If I'm with you, then I'm with only you
  My loyalty will never, ever change
  
  That's How You Like It, huh
  That's How You Like It, huh
  That's How You Like It, huh
  That's How I Like It, baby
  
  I know you've heard I'm a gangsta
  They say "Stay away from them gangstaz"
  They never change up, or pull they pants up,
  Well, baby girl, put ya foot down
  Don't let'em push you around, you know what you like
  Baby thug, you know wrong from right
  You done felt grown before
  This can't be what it feel like
  And they don't really know whatcha feel like, for instance
  They don't know the difference between real life
  And the music videos & the raggedy magazines
  They have it badder than he seems
  All they see is my baggy jeans, my attitude
  I ain't mad at you, it's just my Clyde
  Way I wear my hat to the side
  Way I lean real low when I ride
  That's why my minds, they like my walk
  My accent from New York
  My way of thinking is slightly off
  They like the way he floss
  Leave the block on a bike, he come back on a Porsche
  But of course
  Most of all, they like my honesty, integrity, my loyalty
  Young Hovah & the Letter B
  How you like that, huh?
  
  That's How You Like It, huh
  That's How You Like It, huh
  That's How You Like It, huh
  That's How I Like It, baby