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Mims - Just LIke That |
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Just Like Easy, nigga I'm ruthless |
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catch me with yours breezy pushing that new whip |
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drop top new 6 white on white new kicks |
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I'm just pimping cross the world like Ludacris |
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but niggas in the hood saying "MIMS done sold out" |
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see me in the club and they pulling that gold out |
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but they don't know I'm with the same niggas I came with |
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same niggas from the hood, niggas I bang with |
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so shit ain't change different hood the same shit |
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"ain't no half stepping'" on some Big Daddy kane shit |
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I walk like hustler pimping hustlers language |
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we don't know each other 'cause you hustle is ancient |
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you way too old nigga, I flow like H20 nigga know |
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every place you go nigga, I know you |
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pumping on that shring that's right nigga I own you |
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bring the hook in now somethin' for me to zone to |
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Just Like that, a nigga blow up and do good now the hood don't want you back nigga, |
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Just Like that, they see you on the cover of that "Fortune Five" and catch heart attacks yeah, |
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Just Like That, uh huh uh huh, |
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Just Like that, |
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You can't go back now, |
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Just Like That, uh huh uh huh, |
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Just like That, |
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You Can't Go back now. |
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I'm looking for that sunshine but I ain't lil flipper |
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yeah I'm a star but I ain't the lil dipper |
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always been bad forever since a lil nigga so bitches |
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love my swag used to call me lil jigga |
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corey sedmonds you need to bring it to the streets |
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so now I'm just chilling in the belly of the beast waiting for my |
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release date, a nigga hungry as hell |
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but I be damned if you catch me walking for some cheesecake |
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I be in each state new bitch on my arm new twenty on |
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the chain another six on the charm |
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I'm a don mother****er kiss the ring when you see me |
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see I do what I do like I do it for T.V. |
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I'm too hot, so now its all eyes on me like 2pac |
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riding round on my lap got 2 glocks |
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this rap shit done made me crazy |
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if it ain't about the money nigga "**** You pay me" |
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Just Like that, a nigga blow up and do good now the hood don't want you back nigga, |
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Just Like that, they see you on the cover of that "Fortune Five" and catch heart attacks yeah, |
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Just Like That, uh huh uh huh, |
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Just Like that, |
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You can't go back now, |
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Just Like That, uh huh uh huh, |
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Just like That, |
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You Can't Go back now. |
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You was never in my class yous a bitch |
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thought you was shit now you class dismissed |
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you story ain't real enough lies keep building up you bitchmaid |
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homie so for you I keep a switchblade on me |
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'cause I don't a gun for you ass |
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I'll give you ass a head start for I run for you ass |
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FATBOY I'm watching you put on a act boy |
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I thought you was my man you gone do me like that boy |
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but you know what they say and I'm calling it out |
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when the pressure cook up, the true colors come out |
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vaseline in your ass and a dick in your mouth |
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sit back and got the industry tricking you out |
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you're a bitch nigga, sell you soul or get rich nigga |
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so I guess it time to expose you whole shit nigga |
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you're truly MIMS, they last soldier |
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the lesson for today is done class over |