Lyrics:
one?
With music, did you get make a ton?
Did you get to do everything you want by the sunset?
People call me number one
And I still move like I just
I keep it by my belt
Ain't have a dollar to my name, you don't know how I felt
So how the fuck could niggas judge me when you ain't never love me
the swamps
So nigga how you roll a blunt? Aiyyo how you roll a blunt
Flip the script on some other shit like how you roll a cunt
Now, I smoke the Maui,
No fakin or frontin, turntables do what he say
Cuttin like a ginsu, makin bets against you
The girlies go wild, keith prove that he can dance to
Fila
Toby Love
Scott Little, ay
It's that little chico Pitbull
Now let me see you go to work on that strip pole
I love it when you work that, hit
Toby Love
Scott Little, ay
It's that little chico Pitbull
Now let me see you go to work on that strip pole
I love it when you work that, hit
would think that Bagg was comin' through
Smile in my face but like a plastic bag I see through you
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Yeah you fucked 'em
The master mind of the drum
Dj Cool Pooh
If you ever get souped up
You'll look like a poot butt
You'll ask me to stop
And I ask you to do what
I
Petite
I like that pussy tight
The harder the squeeze
The more I Skeet, Skeet, Skeet
You know who's not ready For me
It's the Motherfucking Streets
our dirty business
Loads of times
And you beg me to make extra love to you
Extra love
And I do
Even though I'm tired
The last thing on my mind is Keith
how to be
I know it wasn't right for me(Yea!)
What you liking what you need
I feel like I'm in surgery
Still you cut deeper
My secrets within
My
a Yankee hat and a Starter I'm not dressin up
How you gonna tell me what to wear?!
I don't need mascara and a stylist
Save that for a big rock group like
linguistics
Ballistics be twisted like physics (word up)
Niggas be like how you come up wit this shit
But it's automatic, I'm inorganic
With the ability
what it is
Live how you live
Get knocked off
From a round in a clip
No sound when it hit..
Like, Shhh!
This shit ain't easy
They aint believe me
This
its dawn
Then someone suggests that we switch to pong
Country music's blastin, thank God cause I'm actin
like Toby Keith, solo cup in hand and I'm
Keith and are-E-D
I gets down for my troops
And I ahh... get-it get-it get-it like Luke
For those, who don't believe my skills get these
I got mad
out my pocket; can't stop it (uhh)
All you can do now boy is just respect it
I ain't par tomorrow but the E is connected
Look what happens when you spin
it's still me like a pronoun
My style is profound they want to hear me rap
But I rather take a nap 'cause I'm boring and I'm old now
And I'm in control
Ben Franklins and
We start the segregation
Nappy as hell like Toby
I dare any of these hoes try to ho me
All I throw is white faces
You ain't know me
"Keith, oouuu I like this, where you get that from??"
I'm like God just gave it to me day that I was born
He said "Here you go just take it", took it very
They do what I say, they tryna get saved
They line up for me like they coppin the J's
I told her get right, start actin' your age
Can't believe you
like my oo - wops
Suscia!, show me your dirty dance
The way you work the pants make any man wanna jerk his gnads
Bet ya man can't do it like that
This was not what I signed up for. Andy screamed at me.
What do you mean? You told me you wanted me to write Christmas music! I yelled back.
I
Karl Kani's, on my behind
So when you see me comin
Nigga gots to break wild
Ed Lover, Ed got love - for the other side
Hah yeah (it go like this, like
Discuss these how do you like me now by toby keith Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In