Lời bài hát Like That
Yeah I would take you Chanel
If you want me to
Put your foot over your head
While I'm fuckin' you
When you say you miss me
I can't tell if it's true
So nowadays I just lie and say
I miss you too
But I only bought you Chanel
'cause I wanted you
You let me fuck you
With your friends
So I don't cheat on you
You always put me in my bag
That's where I'm comfortable
And then I get
Another bag for her
Fuck a bag bae
Let's get a bag bae
We get money
We ain't trippin' on
What the tag say
One got the Rolls truck
You got the mansion Wraith
You ain't wanna have a threesome
You wanted to play it safe
Now you a big ol'
Big ol' freak
Comin' out your body
'long as I got you
And you got me
We don't need nobody
I ain't gon' lie like
I'm just perfect
Go buy you some purses
Cover up the pain
When I know you out here hurtin'
I'm just tryna fast for
What you past
But you make
A couple memories
Fuck you with no rubber
Make a couple mini-mes
Turnt your ex to a hater
Make him envy me
You know I'm locked in these streets
'til they sentence me
Yeah I would take you Chanel
If you want me to
Put your foot over your head
While I'm fuckin' you
When you say you miss me
I can't tell if it's true
So nowadays I just lie and say
I miss you too
But I only bought you Chanel
'cause I wanted you
You let me fuck you
With your friends
So I don't cheat on you
You always put me in my bag
That's where I'm comfortable
And then I get
Another bag for her
No-no no-no
I could tell you don't fuck
With real niggas like that
No-no no-no
I could tell you don't fuck
With real niggas like that
Fuck being mad
I'd rather blow a bag
She say he cheated broke her heart
She wanna pay him back
You gotta think beyond the surface
You gotta protect the brand
Every queen got a purpose
You thinking like you worthless
Fuck the purses and gifts
Cars and the crib
Without the D's and slips
Is it really yours
Is it really yours
I can hear it in your voice
That pussy moist
I know you think
That you don't got a choice
If you want a real nigga
The choice is yours
The money yours new Porsche
Saint Laurent Fendi
And Christian Dior
Yeah I would take you Chanel
If you want me to
Put your foot over your head
While I'm fuckin' you
When you say you miss me
I can't tell if it's true
So nowadays I just lie and say
I miss you too
But I only bought you Chanel
'cause I wanted you
You let me fuck you
With your friends
So I don't cheat on you
You always put me in my bag
That's where I'm comfortable
And then I get
Another bag for her
I bought you Chanel
'cause I wanted you
I fucked you with your friends
'cause you told me
We was cool like that
Spent the bag
Made you comfortable
Baby I could tell you don't fuck
With real niggas like that
No-no no-no
I could tell you don't fuck
With real niggas like that
No-no no-no
I could tell you don't fuck
With real niggas like that
