Like That

H: Wiz really gettin it like that?
(Like that yea)
Yea(yea)
Yea(yea)

Yea(yea)
Yea(yea

Yea(yea)
Yea(yea

Get ha to the crib she let me smack it from the back
(From the back? Yea.)

Yea(yea)
Yea(yea)

Yea(yea)
Yea(yea

Yea(yea)
Yea(yea

All these hoes on the town pussy niggas stay from round

V: pulled up to the palace king shit you know its goin down

Hating niggas love to frown but they bitches
Goin down

Versatile i wear the crown but in the pussy love to clown

Yea, I see all the hate tho

Clean whips django

Bust it out the frame hoe

Yea you know the name though

Low temps up on the chains hoe

Got plenty but want plenty more

Bad bitches everywhere
Eny meenie miny moe

H: Wiz really gettin it like that?
(Like that yea)
Yea(yea)
Yea(yea)

Yea(yea)
Yea(yea

Yea(yea)
Yea(yea

Get ha to the crib she let me smack it from the back
(From the back? Yea.)

Yea(yea)
Yea(yea)

Yea(yea)
Yea(yea

Yea(yea)
Yea(yea

V: all that money in the air watch ha slide it to the ground

Aint no reason to be hatin nigga
Its money all around

Catching flights out of bounds

Run up a bag out of town

Think i need a lifeguard the way the jewelry startin to drown

H: Wiz really gettin it like that?
(Like that yea)
Yea(yea)
Yea(yea)

Yea(yea)
Yea(yea

Yea(yea)
Yea(yea

Get ha to the crib she let me smack it from the back
(From the back? Yea.)

Yea(yea)
Yea(yea)

Yea(yea)
Yea(yea

Yea(yea)
Yea(yea)

V: Freaky bitches wildin out

All that ass thats hangin out

Private sessions V.I.P
She show me what its bout

Niggas getting loud
Cause im who they doubt

Sorry i cant help myself
Baby you know im from the south

Pulled off wit yo main hoe
Left ha with a cane bro

We are not the same tho
But i bet she know the name so

She got what she came for
Organs rearranged those

Got plenty she want plenty more
Bust ha down from 10 to 4

H: Wiz really gettin it like that?
(Like that yea)
Yea(yea)
Yea(yea)

Yea(yea)
Yea(yea

Yea(yea)
Yea(yea

Get ha to the crib she let me smack it from the back
(From the back? Yea.)

Yea(yea)
Yea(yea)

Yea(yea)
Yea(yea

Yea(yea)
Yea(yea

V: said she like my like style
Only K9's when i smile

Memphis pimpin when im spittin
Water drippin when im in it

Drama damn cant be in it
Im Too grown to be kiddin

All these dead presidents
Give me a life sentence

H: Wiz really gettin it like that?
(Like that yea)
Yea(yea)
Yea(yea)

Yea(yea)
Yea(yea

Yea(yea)
Yea(yea

Get ha to the crib she let me smack it from the back
(From the back? Yea.)

Yea(yea)
Yea(yea)

Yea(yea)
Yea(yea

Yea(yea)
Yea(yea

All these hoes on the town pussy niggas stay from round

V: pulled up to the palace king shit you know its goin down

Hating niggas love to frown but they bitches
Goin down

Versatile i wear the crown but in the pussy love to clown

Yea, I see all the hate tho

Clean whips django

Pulled off wit yo main hoe
Left ha with a cane bro

We are not the same tho
But i bet she know the name so

She got what she came for
Organs rearranged those



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Writer(s): Gary Richard
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