Just Like You
Hell, I paint you like a crooked villain in drunken conversations
Told myself I'd stop complaining, but I do
I pour myself into a cab, rub the stamps off my hands
I'ma wake you up and do the same shit that you do
You push my buttons, give me loving, really something
Then you're running in the morning
So I'm gonna run too
To another, give you issues, run for cover, get your tissues
Get ready
You gonna learn how it feels to be you
'Cause I'ma, I'ma be, I'ma be just like you
(Just like you, just like you)
I'ma, I'ma do, I'ma do you like you do
(Just like you, just like you)
'Cause men like you make mean women
Giving you a taste from your own kitchen
'Cause I'ma, I'ma be, I'ma be just like you
Just like you
I'm stealing cigarettes out of your leather jacket
I'll be laughing when you try to sneak out and go to grab it
I won't be washing the clothes, or coming home much
Maybe you can straighten up, if I call your bluff
You push my buttons, give me loving, really something
Then you're running in the morning
So I'm gonna run too
To another, give you issues, run for cover, get your tissues
Get ready
You gonna learn how it feels to be you
'Cause I'ma, I'ma be, I'ma be just like you
(Just like you, just like you)
I'ma, I'ma do, I'ma do you like you do
(Just like you, just like you)
'Cause men like you make mean women
Giving you a taste from your own kitchen
I'ma, I'ma be, I'ma be just like you
Just like you
Just like you
We used to be good to each other
(But your love is a game)
(Ain't nothing gonna change)
We used to be good to each other
(But now I mimic your moves)
(And do what you do) oh, oh, oh
'Cause I'ma, I'ma be, I'ma be just like you
(Just like you, just like you)
I'ma, I'ma do, I'ma do you like you do
(Just like you, just like you)
'Cause men like you make mean women
Giving you a taste from your own kitchen
(Giving you a taste boy)
I'ma, I'ma be, I'ma be just like you
Just like you
Just like you
Just like you
Told myself I'd stop complaining, but I do
I pour myself into a cab, rub the stamps off my hands
I'ma wake you up and do the same shit that you do
You push my buttons, give me loving, really something
Then you're running in the morning
So I'm gonna run too
To another, give you issues, run for cover, get your tissues
Get ready
You gonna learn how it feels to be you
'Cause I'ma, I'ma be, I'ma be just like you
(Just like you, just like you)
I'ma, I'ma do, I'ma do you like you do
(Just like you, just like you)
'Cause men like you make mean women
Giving you a taste from your own kitchen
'Cause I'ma, I'ma be, I'ma be just like you
Just like you
I'm stealing cigarettes out of your leather jacket
I'll be laughing when you try to sneak out and go to grab it
I won't be washing the clothes, or coming home much
Maybe you can straighten up, if I call your bluff
You push my buttons, give me loving, really something
Then you're running in the morning
So I'm gonna run too
To another, give you issues, run for cover, get your tissues
Get ready
You gonna learn how it feels to be you
'Cause I'ma, I'ma be, I'ma be just like you
(Just like you, just like you)
I'ma, I'ma do, I'ma do you like you do
(Just like you, just like you)
'Cause men like you make mean women
Giving you a taste from your own kitchen
I'ma, I'ma be, I'ma be just like you
Just like you
Just like you
We used to be good to each other
(But your love is a game)
(Ain't nothing gonna change)
We used to be good to each other
(But now I mimic your moves)
(And do what you do) oh, oh, oh
'Cause I'ma, I'ma be, I'ma be just like you
(Just like you, just like you)
I'ma, I'ma do, I'ma do you like you do
(Just like you, just like you)
'Cause men like you make mean women
Giving you a taste from your own kitchen
(Giving you a taste boy)
I'ma, I'ma be, I'ma be just like you
Just like you
Just like you
Just like you
Credits
Writer(s): Caylee Anna Hammack, Blake Hubbard, Jarrod M. Ingram
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Blue Christmas - Single
- Breaking Dishes - Single
- The Hill (feat. Foy Vance) - Single
- The Hill - Single
- That Dog - Single
- History Of Repeating - Single
- All Or Nothing - Single
- Christmas (Baby Please Come Home) - Single
- Hard Candy Christmas - Single
- Small Town Hypocrite (feat. Chris Stapleton) - Single
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