AZ, Animal - It B's Like That lyrics

Yeah (yeah)

Singer ohhh (one more time)
Singer ohhh (uh huh)
Singer ohhh (where we at?) singer ohhh

It's been official best wishes I
Send em wit you
Never sentimental you know the
Shit a nigga into
I'm cross-country it's big pimpin all
The broads want me
I'ma do this till the law confront me
Fuck a slow jam kissing and holding my hand
I'm a cold man stay flippin gettin that fam
Who can blame me for all those
Days you tried to game me
Switch and change me did shit
That made me angry
It's like payback watch the shit
You say on this track
I heard the stories how you get
Down lay on yo back
True confessions why ask so i'm sexxin
Who i'm blessin and if a nigga use protection

I've been feelin bad but not bad enough
Not to walk away Oh, no
Feelin so sad cause thought you were my girl
Since you betrayed me it's onon

You know you're wrong for trying to play me
Now he's gone cause he's back with me

He wasn't yours when he was mine
I can't believe that you got down like that
Now you know how it feels he's back with me
Cause it b's like that

Never thought you just hurt me girl
(how could you just) How could
You just go on?
Can't believe you tried to say
It was someone else
When it was you that I saw

You know you're wrong for trying to play me
Now he's gone cause he's back with me

I could see the whole game
Through the platinum frames
I done hit niggas wifes I
Ain't sayin no names i just drive through ya
Block in convertible drops
Hand you and your best friend sharin a rock
Copped a house on a hill six car garage
Back massage I'm into menage a trois
Where I'm living at you can
Wear shorts in December
You remember stay in the mix like a blender
I'm goin up the middle I'ma spread y'all both
I'm an animal you know I
Had to hit y'all both
You and the doctor call back
Go ahead i'ma fall back
Sex was wack but your best
Friend was all that
Me and honey dip was creepin off for months
Had her blowin on the pipe while
I was blowin on blunts
But, you is trouble though I
Cop the six double O
But i'ma let you go with
The Lex bubble though
Shorty think I trick alot cause
She suck the dick alot
I'm fuckin wit y'all like Sir
I'm in the mix alot

Background Singers
Why'd you have to go and play yourself
Girl you know you were wrong
Now you're sitting home all by yourself
The man you thought was yours is gone

I could see the whole game
Through the platinum frames
I done hit niggas wifes I
Ain't sayin no names i just drive through ya
Block in convertible drops
Hand you and your best friend sharin a rock
Copped a house on a hill six car garage
Back massage I'm into menage a trois
Where I'm living at you can
Wear shorts in December
You remember stay in the mix like a blender
I'm goin up the middle I'ma spread y'all both
I'm an animal you know I
Had to hit y'all both
You and the doctor call back
Go ahead i'ma fall back
Sex was wack but your best
Friend was all that
Me and honey dip was creepin off for months
Had her blowin on the pipe while
I was blowin on blunts
But, you is trouble though I
Cop the six double O
But i'ma let you go with
The Lex bubble though
Shorty think I trick alot cause
She suck the dick alot
I'm fuckin wit y'all like Sir
I'm in the mix alot