Get Like Me feat. Nicki Minaj & Pharrell (Prod. by Pharrell) Lyrics

Get Like Me feat. Nicki Minaj & Pharrell (Prod. by Pharrell) Lyrics

All you niggers wanna be like me
Surrounded by bitches that look like this
I know it
You know it
You know it
You know it

All my niggers be blowing on trees
Hands so sick so they blowing on trees
You know it
You know it
You know it
You know it

All you niggers wanna get like me
Now hold, wanna shake, go look and see
And then come the bitches
Niggers 1 to 3
Then if you feel like something else did
Then tell her that you’re down for something else yeah
And if she says ‘Kiss as far as it goes’
Don’t worry, she’s straight, let her actions blow

You can ball the ball, do it wall to wall
Just sayin’ you can do the smallest one
Think I’ll floss Rolex
So I own them all
Own them all and I’m outshining all of y’all
Can you feel it
Do you want more
Do you back so
So let’s go
Let’s go

All you niggers wanna be like me
Surrounded by bitches that look like this
I know it
You know it
You know it
You know it
(Tell it again)
All my niggers be blowing on trees
Hands so sick so they blowing on trees
You know it
You know it
You know it
You know it

Ah, I’m the Shizz naïve
You should follow my example
Bitch I eat!
Front row, Isaac, miss Raid
In the truck, but I ain’t suck this naïve
All these hoes want them kid like me
Ge-ge-get get them own speakers and pose like me
When I’m at the game with the pros like me
Bi-bi-bi-bitch I’m a pro
Ain’t no ho like me!
Bitches ain’t started in the cold like me
Some call me bitches, so Nicole like me
Pull up in the brose, East Coat like me
My niggers spend money like
The cold price free
Ah, bone voyage!
Nicki and baby, buns Minaj
Back-of-the back humpty!
Humpty-dumpty!
Wanna back of the back?
These stunts are profi

All you niggers wanna be like me
Surrounded by bitches that look like this
I know it
You know it
You know it
You know it
(Tell it again)
All my niggers be blowing on trees
Hands so sick so they blowing on trees
You know it
You know it
You know it
You know it

You wrong!
Why you dancing on load of this song?
Call your boyfriend when he goes
That a man, can I put your number on?

You so wrong!
Tried damn sure to get your ego on
Tell your boyfriend you stayin’ with someone
That affair, put your number in my phone

Imma fly nigger turn it up with the faith
Yeah, I was rockin’ wave when them niggers ain’t rains
Force one, I took them all to chains
Now they wanna play dumb, like they from the back!
I’m returning overseas to the fifty year day
Miss came back in the middle of the May
Then it made back with this ckhick named May
Wanna know if she can do me?
Shorty: yes you may!
See then hold that think
It sounded like me
That only drums
But it sound like me
Shorty said she own it
Sound like me
Said she wanna bring a partner
Ok, that sound like three
Fresh of the yacht
Got feet in the sand
Walk in the club
Meeting the man
Got a whip on the lap
Got 400 grand
Go around my nigger
Push the closer hand

All you niggers wanna be like me
Surrounded by bitches that look like this
I know it
You know it
You know it
You know it
(Tell it again)
All my niggers be blowing on trees
Hands so sick so they blowing on trees
You know it
You know it
You know it
You know it