Young M.A. - She Like I'm Like Lyrics
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She Like I'm Like
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What Are The Lyrics For She Like I'm Like By Young M.A.?
Hmm (she like)
Why you don't love me? Uh Why you ain't call me? Why you insult me? Why you ain't home? Why you at a party? (I'm like) Why you with them hoes that be talkin' on the phone With another man talkin' 'bout they man? Them hoes that gotta lot of kids But they ain't got no money and they ain't got no plans? (She like) I asked you a question, so answer my question 'Cause them the same hoes you impressin' Type of shit you be on? And you all on your phone Now, um, who the f*ck are we textin' (I'm like) Girl, I love you Them hoes is below you, put no one above you You know what it is Now take off them pants, let me rub on your bubble (ooh) Ooh, ooh, uh Going back and forth like ping-pong Give her this ding-dong she can go up I'ma go down like see-saw This is just us, this is how we are I am your nigga, and you are my bitch You never leavin', I ain't never leavin' Why even trip? (She like) I wanna go shopping (aye) New Gucci just dropped and I wanna go cop it (aye) Heard the purses is poppin' (aye) And bae, get the blicky, 'cause niggas be plottin' (I'm like) You know that I got it Deposit the check, then withdraw the deposit You my Pocahontas (aye) Now check your Chanel, twenty bands in the pocket (she like) Thank you, lil' daddy I know I be snappy, don't mean to be catty But bitches be tryin' they luck Like I won't knuck ya buck, like I won't pull up gladly (I'm like) They just be aggy 'cause they cannot have me Them hoes don't be happy Call them hoes mani-pedi Now grab on this, uh, while I grab on your fatty Ooh, ooh, uh Going back and forth like ping-pong Give her this ding-dong she can go up I'ma go down like see-saw This is just us, this is how we are I am your nigga, and you are my bitch You never leavin', I ain't never leavin' Why even trip? Hmm, aye (aye), aye (aye) Uh, Bonnie f*ck a Clyde, this a homicide When we come outside Here we come, arrived She gon' ride or die I'ma ride or die The lie detector said, "That is not a lie" Yeah And that is no surprise I throw up the five, she throw up the five (suwoop) Yeah Trigger smoke, get high But do not drink and drive My chick know she fine I would die for mine Don't get out of line (glitt) Yeah We don't dine and dash, but we wine and dine Vodka with the lime She be drippin' sauce, I be drippin' slime Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Going back and forth like ping-pong Give her this ding-dong she can go up I'ma go down like see-saw This is just us, this is how we are I am your nigga, and you are my bitch You never leavin', I ain't never leavin' Why even trip? (Why even trip?) What'd you say? (Aye) why even trip? I go hard like King Kong Give her this ding dong She can go up I'ma go down like see-saw This is just us, this is how we are I am your nigga, and you are my bitch You never leavin', I ain't never leavin' Why even trip? (Why even trip?) I just go run some checks, bae Let's just go on some trips, bae Like, why even trip, bae? Let's just go on some trips, bae We on a ship, bae 'Cause we on our shit, bae Like why even trip, bae? Let's just go on some trips, bae Yeah, uh (baby) Going back and forth like ping-pong Give her this ding-dong she can go up I'ma go down like see-saw This is just us, this is how we are I am your nigga, and you are my bitch You never leavin', I ain't never leavin' Why even trip, like? (Why even trip?) Nah mean? |
Who Wrote She Like I'm Like By Young M.A.?
Anthoney Barfield, Antwan Thompson, Katorah Marrero, Orrin Wilson
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What's The Duration Of The She Like I'm Like By Young M.A.?The duration of She Like I'm Like is 3:11 minutes and seconds. |
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