Текст песни i love it (feat. TrippyThaKid) - Lentra , TrippyThaKid , jungle bobby

Okay, okay
So, basically (what, what? Tell us)
Why don't you tell everybody that I'm having a really good time?
I mean really, really good time (wow)
Let's the get the Wibes up, baby!

Ooh, smooth like butter
Walk in the room like, "What's up, brother?" (What's up, brother?)
Too much water, slide in the bass like, "Bust down, brother" (bust down, brother)
You want it, I got it
Go get it, don't stop it
Just sing this shit like every day 'til everybody rock it, like
Ooh, I love it
Bada-bada-pa (yeah, baby), I love it
I say, ooh, I love it
Bada-bada-pa, I love it (yes, sir, ooh, damn)

Broke my nose (oh, man)
Smash my face (oh, damn)
Then I put some gold on it
This how I got this way, I said
'Bout to blow bag on some good vibration (huh?)
Yeah, it's notation
Give me the new sensational
Whip it out quick, I'm motivational

You like butter-butter, more like bechamel (hi, Bob)
What's up, Dave Chappelle?
Got the wibes in the back in the old Chevelle
Gotta grind, King Bob with the holy grail
King Bob, TrippyThaKid, big Mason (big Mason)
That's love, we chase it
That's loyal, that's heavenly
Wibe World, that's everything

Smooth like butter
Walk in the room like, "What's up, brother?" (What's up, brother?)
Too much water, slide in the bass like, "Bust down, brother" (bust down, brother)
You want it, I got it
Go get it, don't stop it
Just sing this shit like every day 'til everybody rock it, like
Ooh, I love it (yeah)
Bada-bada-pa (yeah, baby), I love it
I say, ooh, I love it
Bada-bada-pa, I love it

Whoa, what another day that I got droppped to the bay
I ain't tap into the drama, I did it all in my head
If you're sick of making money at the minimum wage
You should come to jungle trippin', we gon' show you the way (ah)

What you're gonna do is what you love (I love it)
Do it like you never get enough of it (what?)
Working like I'm trippin' on some, damn
Working like I'm actually in love with it (oh, yeah)
Oh, yeah
Alright, alright (alright)
Big Mason, Jungle Bobby
Made a Trippy with the kid vibes (yeah)

I don't wanna preach (no)
But after you I do, 'cause you're sucking like a vacuum
Need her begging on her knees
Give her what she need, stuck like a raccoon
Sunday night dressing, I'm taking you out
I walk in the sun and I'm smashing your mouth
And if we don't hit it, it really don't matter
To me it don't matter, it really, nuh-nuh, nuh-me

Yo, Jungle (Bobby, Bobby)
What is it, smooth? (Oh-oh)
(Bawk, bawk)

Smooth like butter
Walk in the room like, "What's up, brother?" (What's up, brother?)
Too much water, slide in the bass like, "Bust down, brother" (bust down, brother)
You want it, I got it
Go get it, don't stop it
Just sing this shit like every day 'til everybody rock it, like

Ooh, I love it
Bada-bada-pa, I love it