's just like me a g To want something so bad em c It's just like me a g To want what I can't have em c It's just like me a g Instrumental
Tulkojums: Til otrdiena. Just Like Me..
own moves, call me the mayor monday night u know things change with time magic city back lookin like eighty-nine All the homies on the southside up in the Ritz Tuesday
my body Excuse me miss, I don't mean to sound like a jerk But I'm feelin' just a little stressed out from work Would you punch me in the stomach and
tryna say that you about that paper But me and you, yes, we like that paper Overseas trips, diamonds on the wrists You must admit, your boy gets that paper I like bossin', girl, wit you beside me Slide wit me
Houston, and Crophead's been doin our producin (yeah) [Chorus] [Verse Three] Yeah I'm in Houston but you know that Nigga like me, old school, new always like
shit Yeah you can do it But not like me Westside Up in this bitch A T L A N T A I can do this all day [Verse 1 - Shawty Lo] Let me take you through the
boo A freak like her plus a freak like me Throw them legs ups, put ur hands on me Nails in my back, lemme hear u scream Face in the pillow til u cannot
til it's gone Til it's gone Til it's gone You never miss it til it's gone Til it's gone Til it's gone You never miss it til it's gone Til it's gone Til
from Dcypha ( yeah thats me) We're always on the hustle sunday,monday,tuesday,wednesday,thursday,friday,saturday (hustle) on sunday,monday,tuesday,wednesday
'em like I got gears on me (Run!) Besides that, I got about 5 years on me (Run!) Scared to death, runnin' like I got bears on me (Run!) My Timb's start
harm me But you don't alarm me You still, still bet that you can harm me But you don't alarm me You still bet, still bet that you can harm me But you
, talkin' 'til the sun rise What's your astrology, and your biography I talk a little bit to get you to follow me I'm like the quality, you like the
t see me tonight No you won't see me tomorrow Thinking of me you gettin the chills Like a rush through your body when you think how it feels Give me
, this is it, the one I wanted you to hear Don't it sound just like us?" Up 'til then all I'd ever listened to was 'A Little Sweet Home', 'Tuesday's
s gone You sweat her, and I ain't talkin' 'bout a Coogi You a big L, and I ain't talkin' 'bout Cool J See me at the airport, at least 20 Louis Treat me like
