It's Like That - Scott Storch Remix

Ow (Ow, ow, ow), yeah! (Yeah, yeah)
It's Cook (It's Cook), Scotty Storch! (Scotty Storch!)
And another one (And another one)
MC, she's back! (She's back!)
We in the hood now, we in the clubs right now
Yeah! Crack! (Yeah! Crack!)

I came to have a party
Open off that Bacardi
Feeling so hot tamale
Boy, I know you watchin' me
So what's it gonna to be? (Yeah)
Purple taking me higher
I'm lifted and I like it
Boy, you got me inspired
Baby, come and get it
If you're really feelin' me

'Cause it's my night (Yeah)
No stress, no fights
I'm leavin' it all behind
No tears, no time to cry
Just making the most of life

Everybody is livin' it up
All the fellas keep lookin' at us
Cause me and my girls
On the floor like what
When the DJ keeps on spinnin' the cut
It's like that y'all (That y'all)
That y'all (That y'all)
It's like that a a that
A like that y'all (That y'all)
It's like that y'all (That y'all)
That y'all (That y'all)
It's like that a a that
A like that y'all (That y'all)
Oh-oh (That y'all)

You like this and you know it
Caution, it's so explosive
Them chickens is ash and I'm lotion (Uh-huh)
Baby come and get it
Let me give you what you need
It's a special occasion
Mimi's emancipation
It calls for celebration (Uh-huh)
I ain't gonna let nobody's drama bother me

'Cause it's my night (My night)
No stress, no fights
I'm leavin' it all behind
No tears, no time to cry (No tears)
Just making the most of life

Yeah, uh, it's like that y'all, it's like fat, y'all
Matter of fact, it's Cook Crack, y'all (Crack!)
My new name is B.B.S
'Cause my shit keep spinnin' like B.B.F
Soon as the dog 'rive or you see T.S
On the side of the bosses, probably The Markets
Get on some Ying Yang shit and start whisperin'
(So many mamis is wanted for pickin')
She likes my raps 'cause my raps the best
And them cats is alright, but not like T.S
April 26th is "All or Nothin"
And we gon' get it poppin' with some Storch production

('Cause it's) 'Cause it's my night (It's my, it's my night)
No stress, no fights (No stress, I'm leaving it all behind)
I'm leavin' it all behind
No tears, no time to cry (No tears)
Baby, I'm making the most of life

Everybody is livin' it up (I said everybody)
All the fellas keep lookin' at us
(Lookin' at us on the floor like what)
'Cause me and my girls on the floor like what
(While the DJ) While the DJ keeps on spinnin' the cut
It's like that y'all (That y'all)
That y'all (That y'all)
It's like that a a that
A like that y'all (That y'all) (It's like)
It's like that y'all (That y'all)
That y'all (That y'all)
It's like that a a that
A like that y'all (That y'all)

It's like that y'all (That y'all)
That y'all (That y'all)
It's like that a a that
A like that y'all (That y'all)
It's like that y'all (That y'all)
That y'all (That y'all)
It's like that a a that
A like that y'all (That y'all)
(It's like that y'all)
(Like that y'all)
It's like that a a that
A like that y'all (It's like that y'all)
(Like that y'all)
It's like that a a that
A like that y'all (It's like that y'all)



Credits
Writer(s): Manuel Lonnie Seal Jr., Jermaine Dupri, Mariah Carey, Joseph Anthony Cartagena, Johnta M. Austin
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