ฟังเพลงLike That (Explicit)

Song: Like That

Artist: Yo Gotti, A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie, Ty Dolla $ign

No, no, no, no

No, no, no, no

No, no, no, no

RockBoyBeats

No, no, no, no

That nigga Ladd got the truth

Yeah, I would take you Chanel

If you want me to

Put your foot over your head

When 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' at your body

'Long as I got you and you got me

We don't need nobody

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 '

Till they sentence me

Yeah, I would take you Chanel

If you want me to

Put your foot over your head

When 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 said 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

When 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