Chopper - How U Like Me Now lyrics

[Hook: Sara] Oh, Ah how you like me now Now that you know that I'm playin' Oh, You could've took me there Now you sittin' reminiscence about my time you wasted You see me spendin faces Could've done somethin, but you did nothin' You was just a waste of my time [Ness] When I was walkin' you ain't had no rap Now I'm ballin' with them talkin' b**h, imagine that You tried to play me cuz your a** was fat Thought you was cute cuz your hair was done I got a deal now here you come (Huh) All of a sudden wanna speak to me Recently you dyin' for a piece of me Respect yourself have some decency I'm in the top five no you can't creep with me Girlfriend, your're nothin' but a freak to me Girlfriend, never take you out to eat with me She threw her hands on my crotch, start teasin' me And said "Just think of how good we could be" I told her "I don't give in that easily" Hips are the bullsh** she was feedin' me (Damn) She got a body but she's a flea Gold digger all she wanted was some cheese from me c'mon [Hook] [Chopper a.k.a. Young City] Took off in the club wallin' out y'all know me lord Chopper Don't be yackin, actin' that a** y'all can't stop us Throwin bows, scratchin' your nose, rubbin' on hoes Checkin two ways, lightin' and smokin' on idamos On the rear, if your club bumpin' we be present VIP session hot girls I'm down to undress 'em f** the telly, let's do it in the back of the truck We can get down and dirty wussup Cuz I don't give a uh uh Crissy poppa mix it with the hen and vodka See I'm the king of my jungle call me mufasa Pull up in the big body benz, sittin on brawlers Young and ballin' doin' my thang with shot callers (Holla) Gangsta n***a, x-rilla I pop you up Roll with a team of hard hittas that'll box you up We go to any club, from the whispas to the tunna Cuz we dem k**as from the jungle, ya heard me [Hook] [Mysterious] I wanna show how bad I can taste it (Uggh) Better move through somethin' cuz I'm gettin' patient I wanna show how bad I can taste it With the gun up in my waist I'm losin' paitence [Fred a.k.a. Miami] What's wrong wit' you, you know it's only one to me It's crazy b**h don't went and got a gun for me I know time can't stop for me I ain't askin' you to hop in the six and come back to the block for me I don't need no win on heerr Cuz Freddy be gone until November, long gone for the winter Playin pong in hong kong, it's me and renald My lil' cousin, I'm overtown the life of badong I'm in, writin him own, when I strike like lightnin' They hit like thunder threw stoneswomen callin me rome I'm slingin' the thing in this b**h The king dingaling in the hood, they call me the Paul Bunyan A hearbreaker, they call me a human onion But you can call me in the Grand Canyon I'm doin great, eatin' grapes in a tan mansion I'm so handsome Your grandma might wanna call me grandson, holla back [Hook] - 2X