Guerilla Maab - Ain't No n***a Like Me lyrics

You ain't never seen a n***a, that's thugging just like me A n***a that could take you from a Timex, to a Rolley And I ain't tricking baby, just the fact I can change your world To diamonds and pearls,?and lovers up out the world? Now how you loving that, baby like Pac I'll make you famous While caressing up on your tittes, and rubbing on your an*s Its the Dougie Daddy, many boppers they wanna have me But we be too caught up in shopping, and f**ing in the Caddy Now just throw it at me, baby you know my playa status A n***a that's shining and grinding, and get it trying to have it We could ball out till we fall out, and bring it on right back Pop the seal right off of the Eighty, we drinking all that Can't get enough of this, living lavage with many karats Up on our neck and our wrist, riding a candy coated carriage And that did you raw, showing you sh** you never saw But taking you places, that you never ever thought of before [Hook: Z-Ro] I bet he don't hop out of sixes like me Platinum Rolex, on both wrists just like me Is he able to surrender a whole section, like me And still have time, for you to s** me baby I bet he won't be there when its hard, like me Plus I know, he ain't a ghetto rap star like me H-5 and rolling up in a Jordan, like me I'm the best been, ain't nobody raw like me [Lil' O] b**h shake that loser, run with the aces Let me hit the p**y, on a regular basis We could ball in the mall, spend big faces Go see the world, take a trip to Vegas Front row at the Lakers, its a fact I'm real We so close to the court, you could slap Sequel While these jealous hoes, checking out your fashion sk**s I got you in the Prada skirt, with the matching heels Now can your man do that, these seats cost money Can he handle that, I don't think so Your thinking that you cheating, but don't think hoe Just think about my life, and how my ice twinkle And if you play your cards right, you could have the same And all I want in return, is a** and some brain No asking for change, I just give it to you But you know I take it back, once I dig it in you [Hook: Z-Ro] [Trae] What it do baby girl, I know you know about the Guerilla Maab type thugs Staying down at the club, getting dubbed valet three deep and on dubs I'm a Southside superstar, I ain't knocking that cat But that pretty boy sh** played out, baby that's a fact You need a thug in your life, somebody to run up in you right Or throw that X in your life, get ready for late night hype You know we rough raw, and we keeping you turned on like night lights Ain't no n***a like me, cross the line and whip on the scene I can show show you better than I'll tell you, ain't no doing it like I does f** thinking of what it was, throw the middle finger to that scrub Wanna get away to come out with, for real I set it off Make you think it be like the boss, have you hollin' Trae like you lost