Whatcha Like
Read Whatcha Like lyrics by Keith Sweat on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.
The page facts to cite before the commentary
Use this page for the lyric text, linked artist context, and any LyroVerse editor's note attached to the song. Listener comments remain user-generated and should not be treated as the primary source.
Whatcha Like
The lyric stays readable and compact here; the note and related paths sit nearby so you do not lose the song while looking for context.
[intro]
Yeah, uh-uh (uh, uh)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, whatcha like? (yeah yeah)
(uh-huh, uh-huh)
Yeah
(uh, uh, what, what, what, what, what)
Baby, i'm scopin'
I got you wide open
I know you want some
Some of this love of mine (yeah, yeah)
Cuz i'm not you average trick
It takes a lot to get with this
If you want my love
You gotta wine and dine (yeah, yeah)
Wait a minute baby
You must think i'm crazy
Trickin' is to me
One of my favorite past-times
Nah, i'm not used to spendin' money
Just to get some honey
But you know girl
There's always a first time
For everything, lemme say
I know what you want
I know what you need
Gonna give ya
What you like, what you like
You know what i want
You know what i need
Can you give me
What i like, what i like
Girl, i'll take you
Where you never been before
I'll go down girl
And give you so much more
Please come to me
I'll supply your every need
Satisfaction, baby, gauranteed
Now i've heard that game before (heard it before)
But you've got to give me more (give you more)
I like diamons and plush cars
I wanna be the star (oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Boy don't take advantage
That bullshit, i can't stand it
I'm tired of givin' love
And bein' hurt
So first thing's first baby
I know what you want
I know what you need
Gonna give ya
What you like, what you like
You know what i want
You know what i need
Can you give me
What i like, what i like
Uh, uh, uh, uh
You better get your shit right
Boy ain't got much equipment
For you to come prepared for me
Cuz i'ma catch you slippin'
The bullshit i'm skippin'
No dicks i'm dippin'
Watch your mouth, it ain't no trippin'
While this madam is flippin'
And i'm sippin' perione with the thong
Gone in the jacuzzi
Call this nigga to get my bone on
Come screw me, like the driver
Do amazing shit like macgiver
Check out how i flip it when i ride ya
I hypnotize ya
With the twistin' of my hips
I mesmorize ya
With the lickin' of my lips
And i feed him a mouthful
Five from that snack, she packin'
In the sack, she lackin'
Ain't no slackin', i'm mackin'
Get the fuck back and recede like a hairline
Pull some shit, you gon' see me take care of mine
The bomb ? poetess be on a paper quest
For little d, my mama and me, fuck the rest
Uh, uh
I know what you want
I know what you need
Gonna give ya
What you like, what you like
You know what i want
You know what i need
Can you give me
What i like, what i like
What this page can answer fast
Who performs "Whatcha Like"?
Keith Sweat performs "Whatcha Like", and this lyric page sits inside the Keith Sweat catalog on LyroVerse.
Are there related songs to explore after "Whatcha Like"?
Yes. The related section below points to Kiss You and Get Up On It with a short reason for opening each page next.
Where can I find more songs by Keith Sweat?
Use the artist link near the top of the page or the related paths section below to keep moving through Keith Sweat's lyric pages.
Interpretations, questions, and corrections for this song
Interpretations, questions, memories, and correction notes live together here. The room stays noindex while the best insights are reviewed.
What people are saying
No listener comments on Whatcha Like yet.
A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.
Sign in to post the first listener note. Reporting stays open to everyone.