Like It Like That کے بول

That calling from that porch again Low dress blowing in the wind (i should have known i'd regret it later) But she blow like a tsunami I like it like that I like it like that I like it like that Terra cotta, window pane Brown skin soaking up the rain (i should have been a cynical writer) But she don't care just where he be I like it like that I like it like that I like it like that She can move you! She can move you! What's your name? Destiny. I like it like that I like it like that I like it like that