Defari - It's Like I'm You lyrics
[Defari - It's Like I'm You lyrics]
It's like I'm you it's like I'm you
Looks like we on
Twist your two middle fingers up
Throw the West up
Got two sets left, push, fill my chest up
If I pull, pull, pull, I can build my back up
And I pull pull pull that thang
You'll back up
Niggas can't control they chick, she act up
Cold part is both him and
The bitch get smacked up
I got more bounce, I'm Roger, I'm Zapp-ed up
I, tap the bottle and twist the cap off
I, shoot the long range 3, Paul George
Had a bad ass look with me and I called yours
No, stranger to danger and long tours
Everything I gave, I gave it, it's all yours
And he said that they paid him, it's all good
And she said, he paid her, so it's all good
Let the festivities start, we fell through
This shit pump hard in the car, yeah it do
It's like I'm you it's like I'm you
Looks like we on
I came out my mama, told the doctor
"What's really?" had a fade that lasted two
Weeks once from West Philly
I remember all the big ass jerseys
I looked silly
And I was still gettin' money and pussy
And that kills me
The elbow ziplock zones were so baggy
Those were the days, Archie Bunker
All in the Family
Space weed always flowed in Southern Cali
And me? I was blowed over the
Deal off in the Valley
Those that heard of me
They know I'm from that Likwit fraternity
Reppin' Likwit 'til eternity
Picture perfect, paint a perfect picture
Real LA nigga, no sympathizer vision
For my mama, see the future, fuck the commas
Stay out the way of thedrama
Got me thinkin' down Lincoln while
I'm sinkin' in the driver's
Blowin' smoke quietly
It's like I'm you it's like I'm you
Look like we on it's like I'm you
It's like I'm you look like we on
Looks like we on
Twist your two middle fingers up
Throw the West up
Got two sets left, push, fill my chest up
If I pull, pull, pull, I can build my back up
And I pull pull pull that thang
You'll back up
Niggas can't control they chick, she act up
Cold part is both him and
The bitch get smacked up
I got more bounce, I'm Roger, I'm Zapp-ed up
I, tap the bottle and twist the cap off
I, shoot the long range 3, Paul George
Had a bad ass look with me and I called yours
No, stranger to danger and long tours
Everything I gave, I gave it, it's all yours
And he said that they paid him, it's all good
And she said, he paid her, so it's all good
Let the festivities start, we fell through
This shit pump hard in the car, yeah it do
It's like I'm you it's like I'm you
Looks like we on
I came out my mama, told the doctor
"What's really?" had a fade that lasted two
Weeks once from West Philly
I remember all the big ass jerseys
I looked silly
And I was still gettin' money and pussy
And that kills me
The elbow ziplock zones were so baggy
Those were the days, Archie Bunker
All in the Family
Space weed always flowed in Southern Cali
And me? I was blowed over the
Deal off in the Valley
Those that heard of me
They know I'm from that Likwit fraternity
Reppin' Likwit 'til eternity
Picture perfect, paint a perfect picture
Real LA nigga, no sympathizer vision
For my mama, see the future, fuck the commas
Stay out the way of thedrama
Got me thinkin' down Lincoln while
I'm sinkin' in the driver's
Blowin' smoke quietly
It's like I'm you it's like I'm you
Look like we on it's like I'm you
It's like I'm you look like we on