Lyrics Just Like That - Bun B, Young Jeezy

Just Like That

Just like that you know we bout that
Just like that you know we bout that
I said we bout that Yeah u know we bout that
Say man I’m cleaner than a wistle nigga shaper than a sickle
My cadalliac is candy and my desert eagle nickle
Plated niggas hate it theres nothin they can say though when I hit em with the
pressure they leakin out the play dough from way back in the day yo they know I
put it down pocket full of stones got ya sewing up the town been at it since
the 90's in the ghetto with them pounds and them bricks hittin licks and fillen
heaters with them rounds paid the cost to be the boss I can show ya the reciept
fo it Trillest in the game every nigga in the streets know it Bun B and Jizzle
back in business cause the sign on thats what the fuck we got our mind on so
grind on
Yall gon gimme my respect cause I earned that even though its an expensive
pound we still burn that new benz with the classic top yeah we cholos know them
things come out in class yea we solos
Just like that you know we bout that
Just like that you know we bout that
I said we bout that Yeah u know we bout that
Sometimes I ask myself say jizzle how ya do it yea we know ya be about tha
money yer persuin persue that paper like them yellow bricks from h town just
take off the yellow tape now ya sellin h towns watch the beat break down long
way from break town on my way to A town long way from h town bitch I’m bout
that bitch you know I’m bout that they say he bout that swear I really doubt
that you know I live love dis thug shit did some with kanye still talken drug
shit even though its drug shit I’m still maken club shit bitch ya know I’m bout
that and them bitches love this
Yall gon gimme my respect cause I earned that even though its an expensive
pound we still burn that new benz with the classic top yeah we cholos know them
things come out in glass pots yea we solos
Just like that you know we bout that
Just like that you know we bout that
I said we bout that Yeah u know we bout that
Thats right my mind is on my money and my fingers on a fat knot eyes is wide
open and my ears is ta the black top came up in the trap spot posted with that
crack rock from the streets to the studio now I got this rap locked back then
they didn’t want me but now they all up on me big lips they fall up on me dime
bitches crawl up on me ya I used ta call ya homie now we just aquaintences you
broke the g code nigga you need gangsta maintenence step ya game up matter fact
get a escalader somebody call the swag police to come arrest this hater butter
block or rari’s and porsches with the double doors Jeezy UGK we hit ya with a
double dose
Yall gon gimi my respect cause I earned that even though its an expensive pound
we still burn that new benz with the classic top yeah we cholos know them
things come out in glass pots yea we solos
Just like that you know we bout that
Just like that you know we bout that
I said we bout that Yeah u know we bout that