Lyrics:
Lil Click He Aint Got It Like Me

da mall is he copin like me Is he drop sittin low outside on 23's He ain't got it like me me me [x4] He ain't got it like me [Verse 1: Lil Click] Lil

lil' Buck you dont even wanna be there but since you there, sit your lil' ass down in the chair(sit your lil ass down) i got more south niggas than you

trying to get it like me Imma tell ya what to do Holla At A Playa (x4) Now mami if you wit your man and he got cuffs on your hand When he slipping turn

to get that cash. She a money maker, so she get dat cheese, shake it like a tamborine just like he- make it rain like Fat Joe if he aint kiddin what

he fixin to flow and he aint no fuckin punksta so Im fixin to pass it hoppin like a rabbit, man Im comin through got paper gotta have it, under my damn

u like a nigga told me, cash rule everything around me. Shiiit lyrically, niggas can't see me, fuck it, buy the coke, cook the coke, cut it, blow the

they like me(Oh I think they like me) Oh I think they think they like me(Oh I think they like me) Oh I think they think they like me(Oh I think they like

me know wha he doin' wit tha rocks Nigga, let me know I'll run up in tha spot Get me 2 steaks, a drank and lock down Aint no visualizin', like me now Queen like

the "Freestyle King", ace cap is my crown Had jokes back then nigga laugh at me now on citas.. on mammas.. I here you talking, but you don't want no problems And this aint Lil' Jon or Lil