Yung Joc
Yung Joc - Get Like Me lyrics
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Get like me - DJ Scream ft Yung Joc (Chorus) just bought a zone, J's on my feet im on that patrone so get like me (2x) er'body love me, im so fly niggas throw the deuces er'time i ride by er' er'body love me, im so fly niggas throw the deuces er'time i ride by Yung Joc: cmon tell me what it do i do it for the A when the top drop rock the platinum CAR-DEE-AY got the microsoft, they call me Bill Gates links around my neck looking like i bill gates im Mr. Amacove, yeah i got da pumps pockets on swoh, looking like they got the mumps i mount my change, gotta get the riches sprung a look a thangs, yall gettin JC pendants pass that patrone, the limes right thur rock wit it, lean wit it in my night gurr wink my eye at your bitch now she wishes she could touch see the J's on my feet as she love the diamond cuts, fresh to death, everyday, like i jump up out the casket ask chino dollar bout that dope boi magic connect it like apartments, keep one in the cartridge, chevy seats ostrich, nigga im starvin' (Chorus) Lil Boosie: ok im on that patrone, im on that dro im on a couple pill, dont fuck wit the blow ya boy style back, miss the zodiac gotta stay high, rollin on the sack my niggas in the room, left to the right we rappers on 3, thats the westside watch us 2 step, throw the head back im in the strip club, cuz thats my trap yall better know it, bay da on the hill one in the chamber, 50 on the trail all the hos love me, they best friends like me popped a couple pills now i got them hos dikin' hit me on the phone, catch me on the screen 14 grands on the purp for the 3 dress to impress, gotta stay fresh roll wit ya boy and your fuckin wit the best (Chorus) DJ Scream: take it to the hand, toss it on back gimme that patrone we dont want no yack i see u, u see me (yup)fresh to death from my head to my feet gotta bad bitch and she gotta bad bitch so when we hit the do' now we got yo bitch dont get mad, you keep it cool i hang wit them goons and the boyz keep'em too i hussle all day, imagine how i live, stack the big faces throw away dem dollar bills its like a fairy tale, you can call me robin hood read from dem suckas and i drop it in the hood neighborhood trapstar in starbucks tell me where i go and i leave star strucked (Chorus)