A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie - Just Like Me lyrics

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A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie - Just Like Me lyrics

[Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie] Sex me, don't caress me I'm good, I don't wanna be your bestie She like, "Wet me like a jet-ski" Beat her to it, I'ma do it if she let me, yeah Get flee in a white tee Two hundred on my neck, it get icy, yeah You can't be my wifey, you're just like me Sex me, don't caress me I'm good, I don't wanna be your bestie She like, "Wet me like a jet-ski" Beat her to it, I'ma do it if she let me, uh Get flee in a white tee Two hundred on my neck, it get icy, uh You can't be my wifey, you're just like me [Post-Chorus: Young Thug] You're just like me, you're just like me No you can't be my wifey Be my nothing, you're just like me Ooh, yeah No you can't be my bestie, you can't be my wifey You can't be my nothing, you're just like me [Verse 1: Young Thug] Tourin' on the top of the world Blimp with your name on the top of the world Patek Philippe, you can spray it with the syrup Too true to the game to be f**in' the clerk Pull off, kick rocks, you can hear the Masi' skrrt (Skrrt) I seen Rihanna and told her, "Make it work" (Work) A Boogie was taught to murk off vert (Brrt) Pablo, politics get left on shirts (Err) Test me, we'll be wrestling I be coming from the top, big boss thing Met an East lil' fine ting I be diggin' in her drawers while in Boston And I told her to call me 'cause I heard you was a stalker, I like stalking Batter up, shawty bossy Take a hit, you gon' end up in the nosebleed [Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie] Sex me, don't caress me I'm good, I don't wanna be your bestie She like, "Wet me like a jet-ski" Beat her to it, I'ma do it if she let me, yeah Get flee in a white tee Two hundred on my neck, it get icy, yeah You can't be my wifey, you're just like me Sex me, don't caress me I'm good, I don't wanna be your bestie She like, "Wet me like a jet-ski" Beat her to it, I'ma do it if she let me, uh Get flee in a white tee Two hundred on my neck, it get icy, uh You can't be my wifey, you're just like me [Verse 2: A Boogie wit da Hoodie] You're just like me Doin' thotty things like it's okay When you're talkin' to me you say all the right things But if you don't mean it then don't say it Ooh, Gucci flip-flops with the right fragrance Ooh, we can switch spots, I am not famous But I got so much f**in' money, I cannot fake it And I got so much on my mind, I need a bae-cation I got money on my mind, wish I knew how to make it She keep playin' with the dick when she knew how to taste it I got acres on my wrist but your neck is amazin' And I don't wanna do you dirty, you know you my baby And I would tell you anything 'cause I know you won't say sh** Half the n***as that I know is a thief or a gangster Yeah, I grew up around the block, it get hot and they spray sh** I know I love you but don't stop me from gettin' this paper [Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie] Sex me, don't caress me I'm good, I don't wanna be your bestie She like, "Wet me like a jet-ski" Beat her to it, I'ma do it if she let me, yeah Get flee in a white tee Two hundred on my neck, it get icy, yeah You can't be my wifey, you're just like me Sex me, don't caress me I'm good, I don't wanna be your bestie She like, "Wet me like a jet-ski" Beat her to it, I'ma do it if she let me, uh Get flee in a white tee Two hundred on my neck, it get icy, uh You can't be my wifey, you're just like me

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