She Act Like Me

Are you in the mafia? am I in the what?, whatever you want to call it organized crime
Im in a waste management business, everybody always assumes you mobbed upped
I think about it everyday she act just like me, I think it's funny you can read me I can't read myself
Where would I be? if i ain't make it up till day and dawn, I love the way you grip up on it like to see them paws
She steady thinking that she know it that's a lost cause

I think about it everyday she act just like me, I think it's funny you can read me I can't read myself
Where would I be? if i ain't make it up till day and dawn, I love the way you grip up on it like to see them paws
She steady thinking that she know it that's a lost cause, but I made it to this world something i call a dome
You can see me in the ghetto you can call it dump, but if they see me bitch I'm striking till I see a lost

She told me baby just don't worry just don't stress yourself, I've been writing all my secrets all up in theses poems
Told her baby just sit back and listen to theses words, cause everything I say and write it's just for the birds
Now she using all my slang and terms up in her words, I love the way she throw it back while I'm throwing mula'
Bitch I took her to osama she can see bermuda, I told her open up your purse and just hold on my rugar

She know I keep it on me man she loven' on my ruler, I love the way she love up on me love the way she moving
Told her baby just don't worry just feel on the movement, every time she hears my songs swear to god she groovin'
She know I fell in love with money she know I ain't stupid, I won't trip about no bitch but she know i am cupid
Gotta love it on the west shout out my baby ruthless, man I seen her at the store she love the way I flow
So I hadda make my move but I watch how it go, theses niggas haten' on my grind cause they see how I glow
Bitch I grew up in the ghetto you can see me blow

I think about it everyday she act just like me, I think it's funny you can read me I can't read myself
Where would I be? if i ain't make it up till day and dawn, I love the way you grip up on it like to see them paws
She steady thinking that she know it that's a lost cause
She told me baby just don't worry just don't stress yourself, I've been writing all my secrets all up in theses poems

Told her baby just sit back and listen to theses words, cause everything I say and write it's just for the birds
Now she using all my slang and terms up in her words, I love the way she throw it back while I'm throwing mula'
Bitch I took her to osama she can see bermuda, I told her open up your purse and just hold on my rugar

She know I keep it on me man she loven' on my ruler, I love the way she love up on me love the way she moving
Told her baby just don't worry just feel on the movement, every time she hears my songs swear to god she groovin'
She know I fell in love with money she know I ain't stupid, I won't trip about no bitch but she know i am cupid

Gotta love it on the west shout out my baby ruthless, man I seen her at the store she love the way I flow
So I hadda make my move but I watch how it go, theses niggas haten' on my grind cause they see how I glow
Bitch I grew up in the ghetto you can see me blow

I think about it everyday she act just like me, I think it's funny you can read me I can't read myself
Where would I be? if i ain't make it up till day and dawn, I love the way you grip up on it like to see them paws
She steady thinking that she know it that's a lost cause, but I made it to this world something i call a dome
You can see me in the ghetto you can call it dump, but if they see me bitch I'm striking till I see a lost

She told me baby just don't worry just don't stress yourself, I've been writing all my secrets all up in theses poems
Told her baby just sit back and listen to theses words, cause everything I say and write it's just for the birds
Now she using all my slang and terms up in her words
You can see me in the ghetto you can call it dump, but if they see me bitch I'm striking till I see a lost

Are you in the mafia?, am I in the what?, whatever you want to call it, organized crime
Im in a waste management business, everybody always assumes you mobbed upped
It's a stereo type and it's offensive, and you're the last person I would want to perpetuate



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Writer(s): John Calderon Sosa
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