Like Me Lyrics

You don't like me

You just love the way a nigga fuck

You ain't like me

Yeah I really feel like I'm a slut

In my white tee

Bitch I'm bout to franchise in the club

Wanna ice me

Yeah I know yo chain is on a dub

Bitch you cannot curve a nigga I am not a scrub

When I get a Porsche imma put it on some dubs

Came along way from standing outside of the club

I just need a hug, I be coming down from drugs

I'm so shiesty

I just told my ex to go to hell

Shawty like me

Said she wanna fuck me very well

Throw it on a nigga Imma catch it like the common cold

Pussy it look like a rose

Earring is flooded in gold

Writing my story I'm letting events unfold

Pouring a glass of wine just make sure it's bold

The boy just ran a muhfuckkin play

I'm taking this shit back to the bay

Balling like the NBA

This shit loud not an nda

Okay I been up in this game and did some thangs

Okay I'm smoking on some weed I'm feeling strange

Okay she give me so much brain I feel deranged

Okay I rather have a Porsche over Range

You don't like me

You just love the way a nigga fuck

You ain't like me

Yeah I really feel like I'm a slut

In my white tee

Bitch I'm bout to franchise in the club

Wanna ice me

Yeah I know yo chain is on a dub

Bitch you cannot curve a nigga I am not a scrub

When I get a Porsche imma put it on some dubs

Came along way from standing outside of the club

I just need a hug, I be coming down from drugs

Tap me in baby

Tap me in baby

Tap me in baby to your motherfuckin world

I said tap me in baby

Tap me in

T-T-Tap me in

T-T-Tap me in

What them panties that you wearing

What them panties that you wearing

What them panties that you wearing

What them panties that you wearing

I like medicine you take

I like medicine you take

I like stroking on your face

Tap me in

Tap me in

Hitting the kitty I'm licking it slow

Teddy I'm Riley I'm all in ya hoe

Why would I pass up the digits I used to smoke midget I really was with it fasho

I was just finding my swag again

Nigga just jumped in his bag again

Nigga I'm making em mad again the swag is pan African

Hoe you say you hate me is that true

Why do you go red when I feel blue

Why are you trying to make me the the two

When it is three this is what I do