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Memphis Bleek - Like That lyrics
Do you know what time it is? Tell me do ya know? Do you know what time it is? Tell me do ya know? Do you know what time it is? Tell me do ya know? Do you know what time it is? Swizzy! [Verse 1: Memphis Bleek] You gettin money homie? Show me if its like that You on the grind? Then you know its really like that Dudes who snitch, naw, I don't really like that I don't condone the chrome where the wall at Swizz slow down the beat, its all love Slow motion for me, Like ya ass is screwed up Make you move like the Matrix when dude was duckin slugs Bleek to Black Sheep mami now pick it up Back to gettin money, keep it gully, where my niggaz at? Stuntin its nothin, I'm pushin somethin new every day Back on the grind, keep easy on ya mind I'm one of a kind, the tops the bottom line [Hook] Throw a hand in the air if its like that Throw a little paper out if its like that Tell the chick to come here if its like that Buy The whole fuckin bar if its like that [Verse 2: Memphis Bleek] Ay yo, the watch is like that, The dough is like that Bracelet, the bronzes, I ball just like that Coupe on lows, know you all gon' like that Sit so right, at least 4 gon' fall back Dude stop frontin, problems, you don't want that 9 MM hollows I does that When it comes to gettin paper my life stack Chickens I want, dudes gon' wife that Then I go expose'm n show'm thats how we live Mami know we holdin cause all of us got a 6 ?? Rocafella the crew, you know we do it like that Niggaz is immitators, but you ain't quite like that [Hook] Throw a hand in the air if its like that Throw a little paper out if its like that Tell the chick to come here if its like that Buy The whole fuckin bar if its like that [Verse 3: Memphis Bleek] You kno I move wit the snub, cause I'm like that You don't really want beef, you ain't like that Ma come here, yeah tell me if its like that And move the body real slow just like that When swizz slows down the beat its all love Slow motion for me, like your ass is screwed up Make it move like the Matrix when dude was duckin slugs Bleek the black sheep, mami now pick it up Aye back on the grizzy wit swizzy back on the beat Rocafella the label the talk is to cease (decease) I'm here to kill'em again, you fill'em again If the enemy ain't dead, we hit'm again, pop [Hook] Throw a hand in the air if its like that Throw a little paper out if its like that Tell the chick to come here if its like that Buy The whole fuckin bar if its like that |
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