Opposites Attract (What They Like) - Fat Joe, Quicksilver Messenger Service, Remy

Let’s go Got another hit, of fresh air!

Ooh, got another hit!

Platinum chains, down to my dick

I’m so sick, I’m like flames, light up ya bitch

Get it hot like 'dro, and firin' and pink slips

You at the club alone now she hidin' in my whip but kick it I know just what you need, you need to fuck with me

'Coz when you ballin' with Joey you in another league

Somethin' like Doji, Chloe diamonds, and better weed

I’m four-wheelin' through roads you mighta never seen

Take you on trips, you know the minimal shit, the basic

Long as your dip is official, if we’re twistin' you lace it Spit it amazin' when I’m layin' the mack game

I could, put 'em in chains and give 'em blings and cashy rings

Like delicious, thug passionate candy cane

Know you could, stay witcha mayne and just quit playin'

I ball with the best of them, flossin' the emblem, come on First playa front get applause from T.S.

and them, clap my niggas

I know what bitches like

What?

They wanna live it live

They want a nigga with eight figures that can give 'em ice

They wanna chill up in Villa with me every night

Yeah pa, you got it right

That’s what my bitches like

But I know what niggas like

What?

They wanna hit it right

They want a chick that’s willin' to strip on the first night

True

The type of chick that’ll make you forget about ya wife

Yeah ma, you got it right

That’s what my niggas like

I pull up to the club in the truck

Like what the fuck is up!

I stay out with the blunt, 'coz I don’t give a fuck

With, L I D niggas, know who I be And I know what niggas like, niggas like me Pretty Remy on the rocks in the V.I.P

See, niggas like menages and overnight parties

Butt naked bitches in the hotel lobby

I plays the bar 'coz they don’t charge me Plus niggas like thongs to bras in white T’s

Outside it’s a fight over me

'Coz I’m what niggas like

Yeah, you better get it right

You know my shit is tight

If you live we’ll be fuckin' today, as long as you ain’t

Touchin' my pay, this shit is nothin' to me

I got my mind right, my money right, I’m pushin' a Benz

Plus I’m a dime like, whoa, got niggas lookin' for Rem'

I know what niggas like

What?

They wanna hit it right

They want a chick that’s willin' to strip on the first night

True

The type of chick that’ll make you forget about ya wife

Yeah ma, you got it right

That’s what my niggas like

Well, I know what bitches like

They wanna live it live

They want a nigga with eight figures that can give 'em ice

They wanna chill up in Villa with me every night

Yeah pa, you got it right

That’s what my bitches like

You know a lot mama

How about we take a nice cruise to the Bahamas

With ice daquiris and jewels, picture

Just me and you under the palm trees

Up on the beach in your bikini and we feelin' the breeze

But baby, I know just what you need

You need some Hennessey

And in a minute we’ll finish it with a little me Sex into sleepin' on bedsheets outta Italy

Then send yo' ass back home without no energy

Yo, after I take you on a night on the town

We could, slide to the telly when nobody’s around

The next-door neighbors complainin'

Because they hearin' the sound

It’s goin' down do-down do-down, do-do-down

I know what bitches like

What?

They wanna live it live

They want a nigga with eight figures that can give 'em ice

They wanna chill up in Villa with me every night

Yeah pa, you got it right

That’s what my bitches like

But I know what niggas like

They wanna hit it right

They want a chick that’s willin' to strip on the first night

Come on The type of chick that’ll make you forget about ya wife

Yeah ma, you got it right

That’s what my niggas like