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Look Like lyrics by Chris King

(Verse 1)
Bad lil’ bitch from the app, she a bussdown
Every time a young nigga score, it’s a touchdown
Same bitch that wouldn’t let me fuck, gon’ let me fuck now
Boujee bootsy, now I’m stuck up, cause’ I stayed down

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(Verse 2)
Under pressurе I’m catchin’ bricks, it’s a putback
I’m just bringin’ that feelin’ back, bring the hood back
You either catch a DP, or rеvoke your hood stamp
Don’t fall in love with the freaks, and don’t love no hood rat
You know you tend to get on one, when the liquor hit you
We in the strip club, throwin’ ones on the thicker bitches
A list of problems for the opps, but I got a different issue
How many bitches wanna’ ride on a nigga stick-shift?
Niggas and bitches look surprised that I’m gettin’ money
Pourin’ codeine inside my sprite, my cup a couple hunnid’
Told the stripper give me a light, and then I’m gettin’ blunted
Even offered a nigga white, but I just didn’t want it
Man, security pat me down, but I snuck in a weapon
Man, I had the last of the work, but a nigga still stretch it
When I’m down, pass me a perc, no antidepressant
And I know I had to go first, cause’ I couldn’t do second
She pour her demons inside of a glass cup
All legs, wit’ a bad strut
Aw yeah, on all fours, she all arched, get the back work
Told her uzi got this city girl, and she finna’ act up
Yeah, she finna’ act bad, she finna’ act bad

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