Young Money Lyrics
"Hittin Like"

Bet you want to know what it feel it like
What it smell like, so good you want to call it your own
Take me out the hood put me in the hills
Guesippe huh? You like that huh?
'Cause I go long
It don't matter who you are, who you are, turn it up
Pass the caviar dining in come and get it (come and get)
He want it seven days a week cause I give him what he needs

'Cause he's always thinking about my body, oh
Running telling everybody, damn
Got him so gone g-g-gone
Can't help that I'm turnin' him on
'Cause he know what its hittin' like
He know what its hittin' like
What its hittin' like (Young Money)
He know what its hittin' like

West Coast
Nobody like me do him better
Love the way I'm hittin' Mayweather
I'ma heat it up wool sweater
Watch you beat it up, you better
Talkin' 'bout beast he want to air it out
I'ma show you what it is when I wear him out
Asian provocateur, satin sheets
Got him wanting more, mad that we got to pass

'Cause he's always thinking about my body, oh
Running telling everybody, damn
Got him so gone g-g-gone
Can't help that I'm turnin' him on
'Cause he know what its hittin' like
He know what its hittin' like
What its hittin' like
He know what its hittin' like

My love be hittin' right
I'll send him to his crazy
My love be rockin' like
He want to make me his lady

My love be hittin' right
I'll send him to his crazy
My love be rockin' like
He want to make me his lady