I Think They Like Me

Yea these niggaz like me, haters want to fight me Yea these niggaz mad 'cause I came up over night be Yea I switch it up I got 9 kuff 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 fight me If you had some figures you will be just like me Yea these niggaz mad 'cause I shining like a light be Niggaz talking yep in there muthafuckin throwback It ain't real, you know, that's Muhammedz where they sold dat 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 the marker and you no dat If Yo bitch chosed up and she don't want to go back We stackin big faces 'cause we still spending throwbacks! [Chorus] Ohh I think they like me [Repeat x16] Haters want to fight me I'm snatching ya ass up First nigga act up first nigga get bust Just ta gettin shredded, while I'm twirlin' 'n switchin' swords T-shirt stravaganza (franchize the white tee boyz) Self made self paid we latch around in our white tee Ashy black shirt well get down in ya brown tee My hundred throwback we sport a jersey by Ali And if he make one (hell naw dat don't sight me!) I'm all about my cash ride around wit a nice peace Ear piece icy they straight up like me You heard pimpin' playa (they shine so brightly) Don't stand so close vision burners with ice blingers Respect my whole squad no you can't even touch us 'cause Role out the red carpet high five to show us love Carry barretas count cheddar we trend settas I'm a franchize niggga have a mil or betta [Chorus] A young nigga I luv to muthafuckin' fight But when shit get thick I grab the k he grab the pipe So when my muthafuckin' partnas 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 eighty Killin fuck niggas when they don't wanna pay me Ones on my shirt, stay clean so I made it We back on the block, servin glass to the jay Nigga 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 lets race Young nigga tryin' ta get it, wat I care about a case If you want me come n get me bitch I gotta AK See y'all nigga, me n my click n we don't muthafuckin' play [Chorus]