Don't Make Em Like You ft. Wiz Khalifa Lyrics

[ti:Ne-yo- Don't Make Em Like You]

Clap for her clap for her

Cause they don’t make 'em like her no more

Clap for her clap for her

Cause they don’t make 'em like her

Shawty not the regular in all this

Tell me what you call it

When a chick don’t make decision based on a dude’s wallet

She ain’t in the club acting like an alcoholic

She’s a pretty girl tipsy

No stumbling and falling

If she leave the club with me

Then her maturity gonna make sure she follow me in her car

She so responsible she gon' make sure

She leave in time to get home get ready for work

Or get ready for class because shawty major

It’s business and accounting know her mamma proud of her

So for my little mamma, anti drama

So in celebration of you

Shawty, I'mma raise a glass

Here’s a toast to the ladies with class

I see you babe

Saying hey-ey-ey

I love the way she make

Girl the way you are

Cause they don’t 'em make like you no more

Baby girl, keep doing you how you do

I love the way you move

They don’t make 'em like you girl

They don’t make 'em like you no more

She a diva

Take a second to turn into a believer

She a fever

In the middle of the July

12 noon in Las Vegas that mean shawty's on fire

She know what she want

Not afraid to get it not afraid to have fun

Baby you the one few and far between

Sexy as they come swag so mean

I'ma raise a glass

Here’s a toast to my ladies with class

Saying hey-ey-ey

I love the way she make

Baby, I love the way you are

Cause they don’t make 'em like you no more

Baby girl keep doing you, how you do I love the way you move

They don’t make 'em like you

They don’t make 'em like you no more

Clap for her clap for her

They don’t make em like her no more

Clap for her clap for her

Cause they don’t make em like you no

Top notch top floor

4-54 fully restored

Nice wheels, red bottoms galore

Been honest they don’t make 'em like you anymore

We the hottest in my whip

Give me the promise

We’ll be dancing with the stars and throwing peace signs at the comments

We’ll be posing for the cameras when they bring us on the carpet

Eating breakfast in the morning while we reading the all the comments

Like ooh girl, aww man, y'all see her

Got me like I'ma spend my whole life with you

And make the perfect wife out you

And now the mother of my kids

Oh, everybody raise a glass

Here’s a toast to my ladies with class

Saying hey-ey-ey

I love the way she make

Oh I love the way you are

Cause they don’t make 'em like you no more

Saying hey-ey-ey

I love the way she make

Said, I love the way you are

They don’t make 'em like you no more

Baby girl, keep doing you how you do, I love the way you move

They don’t make 'em like you

They don’t make 'em like you no more

Clap for her clap for her

They don’t make 'em like you no more

Clap for her clap for her

They don’t make 'em like you no more