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What I Do (just Like That) Lyrics - Tm 103 Hustlerz Ambition - Young Jeezy

Just like that, niggas don't know how to act 

Bet when them niggas hear this they get to grabbing they strap 

Just let them DJ, they know 

They get to bringing it back 

Them niggas hit up the club, they get to bringing the set 

I said, now just like that, bitches don't know what to do 

And when we hit up the club, you know them broads coming through 

I told her hit up her girl, tell them that they can come too 

And now that bitch off the chain, I told y'all then what I do 

I say now just like that 

 

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bitches they screaming, I can hear bitches calling 

Give a fuck if they like it, tell them niggas I'm balling 

These niggas holding they nuts 

As you see I ain't stalling 

Swear these niggas a trip 

As you see I ain't falling 

They want me trip on my strings 

Want me fall on my face 

Hit a lick for a hundred and it fell in my safe 

Sexy, no alcoholic, but she drink like a toilet 

Told her do me a favor and put your mouth on this faucet 

I know just how she like it 

She might think I'm a psychic 

Even called me a plumber, she like the way that I pipe it 

niggas talk like they know me, they must got me mistaken 

bitch, I'm pleading not guilty, you'll never charge me with faking 

 

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You see my back on my shit, you can tell I'm swagging 

And you know that I got it, you can tell I ain't bragging 

Them Rollies wit' big faces, drink Ciroc by the cases 

I'm Neo out this bitch, feel like I'm stuck in the Matrix 

I'm talking so much white, you would think I was racist 

See I came from the bottom, I'm talking under the basement 

Threw the roof off this bitch like we just had a tornado 

Desert Eagles, they twins, I call em Cain and Abel 

Hundred K in my pocket, that shit as thick as a Bible 

Superstar in my hood, so that would make me an idol 

Had a hell of a night, so I'ma say me a prayer 

In the lockout I'm balling, so that would make me a player 

 

I got em bouncing and leaning, I got em drinking and smoking 

I told her take off her clothes 

What she say? That she open 

If you're getting to the money, my nigga, ball like a dog 

Them cigarillos so big, them bitches look like they logs 

I'm the life of the party, bring the party some life 

You know I'm dead-ass serious. Why? Cause I said it twice 

We talking straight suicide, we taking shots to the head 

Must be drinking amnesia, cause I forgot what I said 

Stack up so much bread I'ma need me a toaster 

My partner ride with his chopper, this nigga think he a soldier 

Why I'ma stand in the section when I can stand on the sofa? 

So y'all guess what I does, you never say I ain't told ya 

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