- Like Me (feat. iann dior) 歌詞 $NOT iann dior
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- Like this, like that (Haha), yuh
Like this, like that
Everybody tryna be like me (Huh?)
Tryna take my juice (Yuh), tryna take my steez (Ayy)
Everywhere I go, Ima stay on my Qs and Ps (Yuh)
Everybody tryna be just like me (Why?)
Choppa on my side and I might let it sing (Huh?)
Woah- oh-oh-oh-oh, thats my queen (Yuh)
Bullet hit your dome with a lil earring (Brr)
Bullet hit your dome with a lil earring (Yuh)
You my babygirl but you not main-squeeze (Ayy)
Clips for the stick and I might just squeeze (Huh?)
Glocks with the scope with the infrared beams
**** a bitch then I dip out of your piece (Piece)
Three shots to the back, give me five rings
Gotta get the work so I pull up big-body (Big-body)
Pull up in a foreign, I aint talkin Maserati (Yuh , skrrt, vroom)
Pull up in a Rari (Ayy)
I be eatin good, I be eatin Calamari (Ayy)
I might break her bone, call me ****in Jeff Hardy ( Yuh)
Two wheels, one seat, bout to rob a Harley
She knows what I need, ridin around as I please (Huh?)
****in everything up until I cant see (I cant see)
Like this, like that
Everybody tryna be like me (Huh?)
Tryna take my juice (Yuh), tryna take my steez (Ayy)
Everywhere I go, Ima stay on my Qs and Ps (Yuh)
Everybody tryna be just like me (Why?)
Choppa on my side and I might let it sing (Huh?)
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh , thats my queen (Yuh)
Bullet hit your dome with a lil earring (Brr)
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh, get like me
Suicide doors and the inside cream
Like, woah-oh-oh-oh-oh (Woo), high speed
Ima hit the gas, I dont even need a key (Yuh)
Ima pay cash, I aint talkin bout a lease
Like a pair of dirty sneakers, yeah, I know that she a beat-up (Uh)
Ima hit her one time, you know I aint tryna keep her (Uh)
And I know that they be plottin so Im walkin with a Nina (Uh)
Okay, girl, wont you put on a show for me?
Im lovin the way that she throwin it back on me
She get the pat-down (Pat-down)
Try to bring it up, baby, bring it back down (Down)
Swingin round, baby, throwin in circles (Circles)
All these racks got her jumpin like a hurdle (Yeah), like a hurdle
Like this, like that
Everybody tryna be like me (Huh?)
Tryna take my juice (Yuh), tryna take my steez (Ayy)
Everywhere I go, Ima stay on my Qs and Ps (Yuh)
Everybody tryna be just like me (Why?)
Choppa on my side and I might let it sing (Huh?)
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh, thats my queen (Yuh)
Bullet hit your dome with a lil earring (Brr)
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