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Just Like That

Mims

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mims
Mims
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mims
Mims
Songwriter
Brendan Yearwood
Brendan Yearwood
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Vault Productions
The Vault Productions
Recording Engineer
The Blackout Movement
The Blackout Movement
Mixing Engineer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, I'm back, b***, okay, check us out Just like Easy, n*** I'm roofless Catch me with your breezy, pushin' that new whip Drop top new six, white on white new kicks I'm just pimping across the world like Ludacris But n*** in the hood sayin' Mims done sold out See me in the club and they pullin' that gold out But they don't know I'm with the same n*** I came with Same n*** from the hood, n*** I bang with S*** ain't changed different toilet it's the same s*** Ain't no half steppin' on some Big Daddy game s*** I walk like a hustler, pimpin' hustlers language We don't know each others language 'coz your hustle is ancient Your way to old n***, I flow like H2O n*** Know every place you go n***, I knows you Puppet on the string that's right n*** I own you Bring the hook in now, something for me to zoom thru Just like that Her n*** blow up and too good Not a hood don't wantchu back n*** Just like that They see you on the cover of that Fortune Five And catch an heart attack, yeah Just like that Just like that You can't go back now Just like that Just like that You can't go back now I lookin' for that sunshine but I ain't lil' flipper Yeah, I'm a star but I' am not the lil' dipper Always been dappin ever since a lil' n*** So b*** love my swag used to call me L'l Gigger And Corie said, "Man you need to bring it to the streets" So now I'm just chillin' in the belly of the beast Waitin' for my release date, a n*** hungry as hell But I'll be damn you catch me walkin' for some cheesecake I'll be in each state, new b*** on my arm Blue twenty on the chain and there were six on the charm I'm a don m*** kissed a ring when you see me See I do what I do like I do it for the TV I'm too hot, so now all eye's on me like 2Pac On my left got two glocks This rap s*** didn't make me crazy If it ain't about the money n*** f*** you, pay me Just like that Her n*** blow up and too good Not a hood, don't wantchu back n*** Just like that They see on the cover of that Fortune Five And catch an heart attack, yeah Just like that Just like that You can't go back now Just like that (I'm gonna have fun with the last verse though) Just like that You can't go back now (Check this out) You was never in my class, you's a b*** Thought you was this s*** but now your class dismissed The story ain't well enough, your lies keep buildin' up You b*** made homie, so for you I keep a switchblade on me 'Coz I don't need a gun for your a*** I give your a*** a head start before I run for your a*** Fat boy, I'm watchin' you put on that act boy I thought you was my man, you gonna do me like that boy But you know what they say and I'm callin' it out When the pressure cook up the true colors come out That's the lean in your a*** and a d*** in your mouth Sittin' back and got the industry trickin' you out You's a bitch n***, sell your soul to get rich n*** So I guess it's time expose ya whole s*** n*** Yours truly Mims, the last soldier The lesson for today is done, class over
Writer(s): Keir Gist, Robert Huggar, Chris Liggio, Steve Bundy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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