U Got It Like That Lyrics - Dom Kennedy

All I wanna do 

It's all I wanna do 

Be exactly who I am 

You say he trippin'? cut him off then 

Guy like me don't come around that often 

The money the only thing that I really wanna talk with 

Ridin' on leather seats, huh, you a boss bitch 

OPM, I'm the franchise 

Some things? money can't buy 

She can get it with her hands tied 

Won the game by a landslide 

350 on the health care 

Ask him was he from the Westside, he said "hell yeah" 

Tell all my enemies I'm doin' well, yeah 

95 in the Porsche with the tail up! 

Tryna figure out if I should hit them L's drunk 

Skinny lil chick, she ain't missed a mirror once 

We straight to the house, I'ma get the glass cups 

No Bill Cosby, used to go by A plus, uh 

Half a Mil say it's my year 

My son almost 6, I ain't stopped since he got here 

If it's past New Mexico? we can fly there 

When you roll with me you gotta hit the joint once 

I know it's pretty girls way in Pacoima 

That love me to death, her favorite performer 

I be in the spot with filets to fork up 

And you know we gettin' busy in my room if the door's shut 

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You say he trippin'? cut him off then 

Guy like me don't come around that often 

The money the only thing that I really wanna talk with 

Ridin' on leather seats, huh, you a boss bitch 

U got it like that 

Oh God 

If she trippin', cut her off then 

Bounce back, probably fuck with her best friend 

Never talk about money that I can't spend 

Only focused on vision and progression 

All the losses that I took taught me lessons 

Gotta be thankful for all my blessings (thank God) 

Niggas coppin' whips, fuck what the cost is 

Lil' bitch, let me show you what a boss is 

VVS, yeah they so fuckin' flawless 

A young G, ho I'm so fuckin' lawless 

.'Cause I really came from nothin' 

...And you ain't really sayin' nothin' 

And they just talkin', fuck assumptions 

I'm never trickin' but I smash 'em like a pumpkin 

OPM, they show love when we walked in 

In the club, pop the bub, blow the sparkie 

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You say he trippin' cut him off then 

Guy like me don't come around that often 

The money the only thing that I really wanna talk with 

Ridin' on leather seats, huh, you a boss bitch 

U Got it like that 

Oh God 

U Got it like that