| Yeah
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| This is dedicated to them
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| Them solid bitches out there, you know
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| Dedicated to the real ones
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| Uh
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| Talk to em homie
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| Yeah
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| I could ride for you baby
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| Fuckin with a nigga like me
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| Know the limit is the sky for you baby
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| (You know what this shit is)
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| Come slide with me baby
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| (Yeah yeah)
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| You nothing like them, no
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| (I need a bitch like you)
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| Like them, no
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| Nothing like them
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| (So I won’t fuck with bitches like them)
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| Nothing like them
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| (So I won’t fuck with bitches like them)
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| Oh no
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| Shorty’s a rider
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| She know I’m a roller
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| Lend me ya ear baby
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| Just let me hold ya
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| I hustle, I got plenty ambition
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| What’s not to love
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| I got her if she need anything
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| Yeah that’s my thug
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| Cause she loyal, she all about loyalty
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| Rollie on that wrist, now she lookin like royalty
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| Yeah, we kick back sippin Avion in the glass
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| Plus she got em rolled up, smack that ass, hit the gas
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| As I exhale, she sittin behind me rubbin my back
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| Got me goin out like Pookie or somethin that pussy crack
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| Meanwhile I’m sittin back visualizin them stacks
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| Said, «my nigga just do what you do I got ya back»
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| I could ride for you baby
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| Fuckin with a nigga like me
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| Know the limit is the sky for you baby
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| Come slide with me baby
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| You nothing like them, no
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| (I need a bitch like you)
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| Like them, no
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| (So I won’t fuck with bitches like them)
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| Nothing like them
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| Nothing like them
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| (It's that rich nigga shit)
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| Oh no
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| (Maybach Music)
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| Fendi heels, my Atlanta bitch out in Windy Hill
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| She too real, left her in the room with like 20 mil
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| When she cared back in Miami when we did the deal
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| In the middle of war, fuck it imma let em live
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| Get this money 'fore they sentence me to a 100 years
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| Fuck her slow might tell her where some of the money hid
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| Fell in love, must be told her she the one I need
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| Only rule, you roll with me that mean you rollin' weed
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| Settle down, 20 thousand to go and get a gown
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| Wear the crown menage trois, its whatever now
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| Chanel shoes, Chanel bag, Chanel dress
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| Call her Chanel, she exhale only the best
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| (I could ride for you baby)
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| I’m the biggest, Boss
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| Fuckin with a nigga like me
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| Know the limit is the sky for you baby
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| (Maybach Music)
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| Come slide with me baby
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| (My nigga Young)
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| You nothing like them, no
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| (I need a bitch like you)
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| Like them, no
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| (So I won’t fuck with bitches like them)
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| Nothing like them
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| Nothing like them
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| Oh no
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| I feel them other broads be doin too much, let’s keep it real
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| And I ain’t tryin to hear all that, call Dr. Phil
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| Best believe that I ain’t got no time for these lame hoes
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| You know how the game, in the club in her girl clothes
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| Tryin tell me baby that you can’t afford your heels
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| Yet you tryin to push up on a nigga worth these mills
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| And she help with the stove, damn right she a chef
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| I ain’t playin no games, when she out need a ref
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| When she in the bedroom, shit she get nasty and shit
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| When it’s time to hit the streets, she get classy and shit
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| Sendin pictures to my phone, see I’m like what the hell
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| Love ain’t always A1, swear to God it never fails
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| I need a
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| I need a bitch like you
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| So I won’t fuck with bitches like them
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| I could ride for you baby
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| Fuckin with a nigga like me
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| Know the limit is the sky for you baby
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| Come slide with me baby
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| You nothing like them, no
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| (I need a bitch like you)
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| Like them, no
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| (So I won’t fuck with bitches like them)
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| Nothing like them
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| Nothing like them
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| Oh no
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| (Its that shit that you do)
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| (Yeah uh uh)
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| (That's why I don’t fuck with bitches like them) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Like Them , by - Young Jeezy. Song from the album Pressure, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп