Oh I Think They Like Me Lyrics

[Verse 1:] Yea these niggaz like me, haters want to fight me Yea these niggaz mad cuz I came up over night B Yea I switched it up I got 9 kuffed tightly So you betta do the right thing like Spike Lee Yep I'm superclean rock jeans wit a white tee Niggaz round here soft but like niggaz want to bite me If you had some figures you will be just like me Yea these niggaz mad cuz I shining like a light B Niggaz talking bout yep in there muthafuckin throwback It ain't real you know dats muhammadz where dey sold that We stepping on these niggaz like a muthafuckin door mat When I hit the scene they take pictures call me Kodak These hoes goin crazy like think they need some prozac We the hottest thing in tha market and you no dat Yo bitch chose us and she don't want to go back We stackin big faces cuz we still spending throwbacks [Chorus] Oh I think they like me [16x] [Verse 2] Haters dont want 2 fight me I'm snatching ya ass up First nigga act up first nigga get bust Majestic, gettin shredded while im twirlin n switchin up T-shirt stravaganza (franchize the white tee boyz) Self made self paid we lounge around in our white tee Ashy black shirt well get down in ya brown tee Muhammed throwback who'd sport a jersey by Ali And if he make one (hell naw dat dont excite me!) I'm all about my cash ride around wit a nice peace Ear piece icy they straight like me You heard pimpin playa (they shine so brightly) Don't stand so close vision blurs when ice blings Respect my whole squad kno you can't even touch us cuz Role out the red carpet high 5 and show us love Carry barretas count cheddar we transedda I'm a franchize niggga have a mil or betta [Chorus] A young , I luv to fight But when shit get thick I grab the k, he grab the pipe So when my partners, when they rumble when they right Strap up in all black, so make dem suckas see da light Some people say I?m crazy, my eye stay lazy The neck so sweet, ten bricks for the 80 Killin? when they don?t wanna pay me One?s on my shirt, stay clean so I made it We back on the block, servin? glass to the jay gotta glass jar, swappin? shit, breakin? face Gotta yays and a bar, clean ones, stay laced Gotta king fitch tell her get the fuck out tha way Wet paint, big shoes, move motors let?s race Young tryin? ta get it, what I care about a case If you want me come ?n? get me bitch I gotta AK See y?all , me ?n? my click ?n? we don?t play [Chorus to fade]