Like Me

Oh I think she like me, like me, like me
Take her to the hood and let her sight see
Back to the crib ass on my white tee
Then she asked if ima player
Yeah bitch I might be
Oh I think she like me, like me, like me
Oh I think she like me, like me, like me

She on a perk finna make her squirt
Scratching up my neck she pull me collar
Fucking up my shirt
I don't ever try to lead em on
Can't help that ima flirt
Even though I got a lot of bitches I still put you first
Pull up like skrt In a Benz
Baby hop on in
Oh you got yo friend, Bring her too
Do y'all want some hen
Know I got yo feelings somewhere that they never ever been
Know some bitches mad because the fact I never let em in
Really thought my last bitch would be my last bitch
Til I came across a bad bitch to get the bag with
And she like I'm far from average
A little savage
If he trippin let him have it
It's automatic
Nigga I can turn a church girl to acrobatic
Hit it from the back she black but she talkin Spanish
And she know about them hoes but she cannot stand it
It be hard for me to love
Ima little damaged

Oh I think she like me, like me, like me
Take her to the hood and let her sight see
Back to the crib ass on my white tee
Then she asked if ima player
Yeah bitch I might be
Oh I think she like me, like me, like me
Oh I think she like me, like me, like me

YSL fragrance and kush my cologne
You want fairytale love but that's not what I'm on
I can't stress bout no bitch cus my mind be too gone
Tryna go through my shit but bitch who bought this phone
Accept me for me or just leave me alone
Delta the reason these hoes get along
I'm SK1NANDBONEZ got hoes tryna get boned
I don't text back I'm stoned
Unless you giving dome

Oh I think she like me, like me, like me
Take her to the hood and let her sight see
Back to the crib ass on my white tee
Then she asked if ima player
Yeah bitch I might be
Oh I think she like me, like me, like me
Oh I think she like me, like me, like me



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Writer(s): Bobby Williams
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