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Text: Beyoncé. Otras Canciones. That's How You Like It (Feat. Jay-Z).

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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