Webbie - Just Like This lyrics
[Webbie - Just Like This lyrics]
Trill ent Young Savage
If it don't make dolla's it don't make sense
I'm just doing what I do when I do what I do
Nobody do it better nobody
If it ain't purple it ain't smoking right
I don't know what's finna happen tomorrow
But Growing up in dem hoods
All a nigga can do is hope it'll be good
So where you art (I'm in da hood) just stay
Dere I'll through it
When I'm riding it's high 18 ft
Or some hit with some heat
Told my peeps I'm a die in these streets
I'm a million dolla nia why
Am I in these streets?
I don't know nia shittt I
Got love in these streets
8th grade found a plug in em
And I ain't turn back
Ain't no love in em thugs
Gonna have to learn dat
I'm a tell ya'll da real doe
Money what we here foe!
Cause say he was coming home Monday
Dat was a year ago
Tell me stop I blow, My tolerance is real low
If it wasn't fo baby bopper I woulda
Died from pounds a some years ago
Young savage I be hearing you doe
You got some tigger in you doe
Nigga sounding like you on da
Cool but I don't know
I make it just so sick dat dey gotta
(bite my shit)
Man I got so many hoes and bitches
(like my dick) man I ain't neva gon stop
It's just like pimpin (just like dis)
And get it
(just like dis) and win it (jus like dis)
I ain't neva had shit but dis rap wish
Big whips but no money fo da chap stick
But, I was real since a nia hit backflips
I'm real in thugin I don't need no practice
Start Fuckin a bitch look like a actress
I workin for da magnum stead of plastic
Everywhere I go I got hoes so attracted
Don't be hatin jus be brave
And get yo ass whipped
I'm a bust him if his ass trip
I make it just so sick dat dey gotta
(bite my shit)
Man I got so many hoes and bitches
(like my dick) man I ain't neva gon stop
It's just like pimpin (just like dis)
And get it
(just like dis) and win it (jus like dis)
If it don't make dolla's it don't make sense
I'm just doing what I do when I do what I do
Nobody do it better nobody
If it ain't purple it ain't smoking right
I don't know what's finna happen tomorrow
But Growing up in dem hoods
All a nigga can do is hope it'll be good
So where you art (I'm in da hood) just stay
Dere I'll through it
When I'm riding it's high 18 ft
Or some hit with some heat
Told my peeps I'm a die in these streets
I'm a million dolla nia why
Am I in these streets?
I don't know nia shittt I
Got love in these streets
8th grade found a plug in em
And I ain't turn back
Ain't no love in em thugs
Gonna have to learn dat
I'm a tell ya'll da real doe
Money what we here foe!
Cause say he was coming home Monday
Dat was a year ago
Tell me stop I blow, My tolerance is real low
If it wasn't fo baby bopper I woulda
Died from pounds a some years ago
Young savage I be hearing you doe
You got some tigger in you doe
Nigga sounding like you on da
Cool but I don't know
I make it just so sick dat dey gotta
(bite my shit)
Man I got so many hoes and bitches
(like my dick) man I ain't neva gon stop
It's just like pimpin (just like dis)
And get it
(just like dis) and win it (jus like dis)
I ain't neva had shit but dis rap wish
Big whips but no money fo da chap stick
But, I was real since a nia hit backflips
I'm real in thugin I don't need no practice
Start Fuckin a bitch look like a actress
I workin for da magnum stead of plastic
Everywhere I go I got hoes so attracted
Don't be hatin jus be brave
And get yo ass whipped
I'm a bust him if his ass trip
I make it just so sick dat dey gotta
(bite my shit)
Man I got so many hoes and bitches
(like my dick) man I ain't neva gon stop
It's just like pimpin (just like dis)
And get it
(just like dis) and win it (jus like dis)