Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Can't Nobody Love Me Like You Do, artist - Fundacion Tony Manero. Date of issue: 04.03.2013
Song language: English
Can't Nobody Love Me Like You Do |
| Bad Boy, we ain’t gon' stop |
| Now with Sean on the hot track, melt like it’s hot wax |
| Put it out, all the stores, bet you could shop that |
| Leave a nigga with a hot hat, fronting like |
| Bad Boy ain’t got tracks, nigga stop that |
| There’s no guy slicker than this young fly nigga |
| Nickel-nine nigga, floss you die quicker |
| This fed time outta town pie flipper |
| Turn Cristal into a Crooked I sipper |
| Everybody want to be fast, see the cash |
| Fuck around they weak staff, get a heat rash |
| Anything in Bad Boy way we smash |
| Hundred G stash, push a bulletproof E-Class |
| I’m through with bein' a player and a baller |
| Just want me one bad bitch so I can spoil her |
| Mase wanna be the one you respect, even when you’re vexed |
| Rock Versace silks over spilled brunette |
| Got green never seen so you suck my jewels |
| Clutch my uz', anything I touch I bruise |
| Puff make his own laws, nigga fuck your rules |
| Goodfellas, you know you can’t touch us dudes |
| Don’t push us, 'cause we’re close to the, edge |
| We’re tryin', not to lose our heads |
| Broken glass everywhere |
| If it ain’t about the money, Puff, I just don’t care |
| I’m that Goodfella fly guy, sometimes wiseguys |
| Spend time in H A W A I I |
| Mase can you please stop smoking lah lah? |
| Puff why try? |
| I’m a thug, I’ma die high |
| I be out in Jersey, puffin' Hershey |
| Brothers ain’t worthy to rock my derby |
| Though I’m never drugged, I’m the venom in the club, G |
| Though I know the thug be wantin' to slug me |
| Could it be I move as smoove as Bugsy? |
| Or be at the bar with too much bubbly? |
| Yo I think it must be the girls want to lust me |
| Or is it simply the girls just love me |
| Brothers wanna, rock the rolls, rock my clothes |
| Rock my ice, pull out Glocks, stop my life |
| I’m like, «Damn, how these niggas got they trust? |
| Used to be my man, how you gonna plot on my wife?» |
| Do you think you snake me, 'cause they hate me? |
| Or he got his Ph. D, Player Hater’s Degree? |
| Can’t nobody take my pride |
| Can’t nobody hold me down, oh no |
| I got to keep on movin' |
| Quit that, you a big cat? |
| Where your chicks at? |
| Where your whips at? |
| Wherever you get stacks, I’ma fix that |
| Everything that’s big dreams, I did that |
| Don’t knock me 'cause you’re boring |
| I’m record sales soaring, straight touring |
| Simply a lot of men be wantin' to hear me |
| 'Cause their words just don’t offend me |
| We spend cheese, in the West Indies |
| Then come home to plenty cream Bentleys |
| You name it, I could claim it |
| Young, black, and famous, with money hangin' out the anus |
| And when you need a hit, who you go and get? |
| Bet against us? |
| Not a sure bet |
| We make hits that’ll rearrange your whole set |
| And got a Benz that I ain’t even drove yet |
| Don’t push us, 'cause we’re close to the, edge |
| We’re tryin', not to, lose our heads |
| I get the feeling sometime, that make me wonder |
| Why you wanna take us under? |
| Why you wanna take us under? |
| I get the feeling sometime, that make me wonder |
| Why you wanna take us under? |
| Why you wanna take us under? |
| Can’t nobody take my pride |
| Can’t nobody hold me down, oh no |
| I got to keep on movin' |
| Can’t nobody take my pride |
| Can’t nobody hold me down, oh no |
| I got to keep on movin' |
| Can’t nobody take my pride |
| Can’t nobody hold me down, oh no |
| I got to keep on movin' |