Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Back Like That Remix, artist - Ghostface Killah. Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Song language: English
Back Like That Remix |
| It’s ya boy Ne-Yo, we gonna do it like this |
| The Roc is in the building, yeah (It's the remix yo) |
| Kanye is in the building |
| (Yo, the monster don is in the building) we in here |
| (Kanye West is in the building) Ghostface (Your boy getting fat now |
| I got the fat stomach and laid up, eating good now |
| Other girl all stressed out, my girl got the fat ass |
| Shorty mad, pulling her hair out) Haha |
| Yeah, pardon me, if I lost my voice |
| I just got off stage, I’m in Japan right now |
| Sorry bout it… |
| Come through the block, in the brand new Benz |
| Knowing that me and that nigga ain’t friends |
| (Ok girl) Yeah, what I did was wack |
| But you don’t get a nigga back like that |
| Bouncin’around, when I’m up in these streets |
| Knowing that me and that nigga got beef |
| (Ok girl) Yeah, what I did was wack |
| But you don’t get a nigga back like that, no |
| I’m high powered, put Eva Mendez to sleep |
| Yo pardon, that bitch been on my mind all week |
| But, back to you, mad gloss chick, you’re way fit |
| How you have everything in this world and waste it Prince told me it’ll be ok, I’m so sick |
| Like Ne-Yo say, I’m laid back, like neo-soul |
| I holla back at this Creole hoe |
| She from the N.O., but she never told me, and oh so We at the spot to chill, with a Fugee grill |
| So ordered the Kobe beef like Shaquille O’Neal |
| Second I walked in, the whole room got still |
| I don’t know how to put this but, I’m kind of a big deal |
| And she conceited, she got a reason |
| She got her hair did, she got her weave in And I’mma sweat that out, by the evening |
| You? |
| I don’t sweat that now, I got a new |
| Oh girl, I can’t believe you zoned out |
| Played me for this dude, nice shoes and a bottle of coast out Mont' |
| I’m that Don Wilson, first one |
| To put you up six suites in that Resident Hilton |
| Mink coach, colorful stones and big stacks |
| Yeah, I was fucking, but you don’t get me back like that |
| Causing me grief, you know me and homey had beef |
| Now you got me losing my mind, out up in these streets |
| You’se flamingo, showing your true colors |
| Heard ya’ll was ducking down low when you see my brothers |
| But it’s all good, I move from ex to next |
| Got the baddest little chick to sign off of them checks |
| Fat bubble, her body’s like one of the best |
| But I don’t need to say nothing, ask Kanye West |
| She eye candy, smoother than Godiva chocolate |
| And you mad cuz you played ya self, it’s your fault, trick |
| Shot through the heart, the girl caught me Shot through the block, with him shot gun |
| He lucky, I ain’t stop, copped the shotgun |
| Killah type cat, you better be glad, I’m not one |
| Had a couple stars up in my sky |
| She was my moon and my sunshine |
| Dude ain’t even fly, he just some guy |
| You blamed yourself, I’m done, peace, one |