| Nobody wanna see me smile
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| They only wanna see me down
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| Nobody wanna see me smile
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| They only wanna see me down
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| Oh lawd
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| Nobody know tha son I got (Lil Tootie)
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| Nobody know tha bond we got
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| Shit nobody know tha mom I got
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| Not too many know I smile a lot
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| And cry a lot
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| I have no problem wit' gays
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| I have no problem wit' Jay
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| I do have problems wit' people who twist the words that I say
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| My city blame me for people who I never beefed wit' at all
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| They watch my crew like we gon' steal
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| When we up in tha mall
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| You say you know me
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| But do you know
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| I’ll ride for my dawg
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| I’ll spend my last dime
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| To put a smile on my dawg
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| You say I’m mean
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| That’s just a look I got
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| That make you suspicious
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| You judgin' like bitches
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| I’m in love wit' my riches
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| Now bitches
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| If you say I lied bout havin' cancer up in my kidney
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| You don’t know me like that
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| I judge a hustla how he hustle
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| I judge a lover how she love ya
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| You judge a book by its cover
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| Pussy boy
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| You don’t know me like that
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| I got no problem wit' gays
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| I got no problem wit' Jay
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| You twist the words that I say
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| Gutta bitch
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| You don’t know me like that
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| So stop tha talkin'
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| You couldn’t walk in these shoes
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| That I’m walkin'
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| And that’s a fact
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| You wonder why you don’t see me too often
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| It’s cuz of that
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| Never gave me no love
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| But expect for me to give it back
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| Just cuz that boy ain’t no thug
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| Don’t mean that boy gon' turn rat
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| Most time tha nigga who slugged up
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| Take down tha whole pack
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| Trayvon Martin had on black and a hoodie
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| White bitch thought he was a man of war
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| But in his hand
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| He had a juice, and a candy bar
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| Yeah they take it far
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| I guess wit' no jewelry on
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| I look like tha type to take a car
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| I let my hair grow wild and crazy
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| I guess I’m tha type to rape a broad
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| Judgin' tha struggle I got
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| Thinkin' I like a certain type of women
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| Cuz the baby mother’s I got
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| But
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| You don’t know me like that
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| I judge a hustla how he hustle
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| I judge a lover how she love ya
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| You judge a book by its cover
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| Pussy boy
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| You don’t know me like that
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| I got no problem wit' gays
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| I got no problem wit' Jay
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| You twist the words that I say
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| Gutta bitch
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| You don’t know me like that
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| Nobody wanna see me smile
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| They only wanna see me down
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| Nobody wanna see me smile
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| They only wanna see me down
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| Oh lawd
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| You wanna be me
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| You couldn’t imagine
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| So many muthafuckas lyin'
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| You wanna be me
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| You couldn’t imagine
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| So many muthafuckas judgin'
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| It’s ugly
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| When people talk
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| But they don’t know you like that |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song You Don't Know Me Like That , by - Boosie Badazz. Song from the album BooPac, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп