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yo gotti - like that lyrics

[intro: ty dolla $ign & a boogie wit da hoodie]
no, no, no, no
no, no, no, no
no, no, no, no (rockboybeats)
no, no, no, no (that n-gga ladd got the truth), yeah

[chorus: a boogie wit da hoodie]
i would take you to chanel if you want me to (if you want me to)
put your foot over your head while i’m f-ckin’ you (while i’m f-ckin’ 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” (uh)
but i only bought you chanel ’cause i wanted you
you let me f-ck you with your friend 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

[verse 1: yo gotti & a boogie wit da hoodie]
f-ck a bag, bae, let’s get a bag, bae
we get money, we ain’t trippin’ on what the tag say
went got the rolls truck, you got the matching wraith
you ain’t wanna have the 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 n0body
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 tryna fast forward you, p-ssport you, make a couple memories
f-ck you with no rubber, uh, make a couple mini-mes
turn your ex to a hater, make him envy me
you know i’m locked in these streets ’til they sentence me (yeah)

[bridge: ty dolla $ign]
no, no, no, no
i could tell you don’t f-ck with real n-ggas like that (no, no, no, no)
no, no, no, no
i could tell you don’t f-ck with real n-ggas like that (no, no, no, no)

[verse 2: yo gotti & a boogie wit da hoodie]
f-ck 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
f-ck the purses and gifts, cars and the crib without the deeds and slips
is it really yours? is it really yours? i can hear it in your voice, that p-ssy moist
i know you think that you don’t got a choice, if you want a real n-gga the choice is yours
the money yours, new porsche, saint laurent, fendi, and christian dior (yeah)

[outro: ty dolla $ign]
i bought you chanel ’cause i wanted you (i wanted you)
i f-cked you with your friend ’cause you told me we was cool like that (yeah)
spent the bag, made you comfortable (comfortable)
baby, i could tell you don’t f-ck with real n-ggas like that (oh, no)
no, no, no, no
i could tell you don’t f-ck with real n-ggas like that (no, no, no, no)
no, no, no, no
i could tell you don’t f-ck with real n-ggas like that (no, no, no, no)

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