"Can't Do It Like Me" lyrics
Yeah
Disturbing Tha Peace
Reporting to you live from the windy city, goddammit!
Chi town
And you know her
She goes by the name of Shawnna
The hardest female in the motherfucking game
And this is Block Music
So take 'em to the block, dammit!
Yo, see me with my city with the wind to blow
But don't sleep on the friend or foe
'Cause they'll run up in yo' crib, like nigga what's the business Joe
We're takin' everything in this home but you really don't know
'Bout the C. H. I
C. A. G. O. we stay high
Til' I, D. O. way nigga, die
Motherfucker we don't play with you, bye
Niggas in the south say I'm way too hot
Niggas in the west say I'm way too hot
Niggas in the east know the bitch a beast
And when my shit release, I'm goin' straight to the top
Straight to the block 'cause I love my tip
Straight with the nine 'cause I love my grip
Straight with the rock but I love my pick
'Cause everybody be all in my shit
It's Shawnna
Y'all hoes can't do it like me
Who me, who me, who me, who me, who me
No broads stick to it like a G
(A what?) A G, (A what?) A G, (A what?) A G, (A what?) A G, (A what?) A G
Stay bad with your pocket full of dough
Get dough, Get dough, Get dough, Get dough, Get dough
Play around with no bitches or no hoe
No hoes, No hoes, No hoes, No hoes, No hoes
They gave it to me, hands down, I'm the best in this
And you can tell it from the shine in my necklace
Miss me with that extra shit, catch me ridin' Expedit'
Ridin' on, slidin' on, swervin' on 'em, curvin' on 'em
Plus I got that purple on 'em, in the black SS sittin' on dough
Been a project that nigga no low
Been about my cheques and about my stacks
If it ain't 'bout that, nigga so what?
See I paid my tides, in the Chi
And I made my rise in the Chi
Feel it in my flow, 'til it ain't no more
Nigga I'm 'gon die in the Chi
Gonna blow the fire in the sky when I'm ridin' good shawty
And it ain't no lie that I be about my hood shawty
See I'm off a gang of sticky, and I got them bangers with me
This for all my bitches, if you know it, then sing it with me
Y'all hoes can't do it like me
Who me, who me, who me, who me, who me
No broads stick to it like a G
(A what?) A G, (A what?) A G, (A what?) A G, (A what?) A G, (A what?) A G
Stay bad with your pocket full of dough
Get dough, Get dough, Get dough, Get dough, Get dough
Play around with no bitches or no hoe
No hoes, No hoes, No hoes, No hoes, No hoes
Disturbing Tha Peace
Reporting to you live from the windy city, goddammit!
Chi town
And you know her
She goes by the name of Shawnna
The hardest female in the motherfucking game
And this is Block Music
So take 'em to the block, dammit!
Yo, see me with my city with the wind to blow
But don't sleep on the friend or foe
'Cause they'll run up in yo' crib, like nigga what's the business Joe
We're takin' everything in this home but you really don't know
'Bout the C. H. I
C. A. G. O. we stay high
Til' I, D. O. way nigga, die
Motherfucker we don't play with you, bye
Niggas in the south say I'm way too hot
Niggas in the west say I'm way too hot
Niggas in the east know the bitch a beast
And when my shit release, I'm goin' straight to the top
Straight to the block 'cause I love my tip
Straight with the nine 'cause I love my grip
Straight with the rock but I love my pick
'Cause everybody be all in my shit
It's Shawnna
Y'all hoes can't do it like me
Who me, who me, who me, who me, who me
No broads stick to it like a G
(A what?) A G, (A what?) A G, (A what?) A G, (A what?) A G, (A what?) A G
Stay bad with your pocket full of dough
Get dough, Get dough, Get dough, Get dough, Get dough
Play around with no bitches or no hoe
No hoes, No hoes, No hoes, No hoes, No hoes
They gave it to me, hands down, I'm the best in this
And you can tell it from the shine in my necklace
Miss me with that extra shit, catch me ridin' Expedit'
Ridin' on, slidin' on, swervin' on 'em, curvin' on 'em
Plus I got that purple on 'em, in the black SS sittin' on dough
Been a project that nigga no low
Been about my cheques and about my stacks
If it ain't 'bout that, nigga so what?
See I paid my tides, in the Chi
And I made my rise in the Chi
Feel it in my flow, 'til it ain't no more
Nigga I'm 'gon die in the Chi
Gonna blow the fire in the sky when I'm ridin' good shawty
And it ain't no lie that I be about my hood shawty
See I'm off a gang of sticky, and I got them bangers with me
This for all my bitches, if you know it, then sing it with me
Y'all hoes can't do it like me
Who me, who me, who me, who me, who me
No broads stick to it like a G
(A what?) A G, (A what?) A G, (A what?) A G, (A what?) A G, (A what?) A G
Stay bad with your pocket full of dough
Get dough, Get dough, Get dough, Get dough, Get dough
Play around with no bitches or no hoe
No hoes, No hoes, No hoes, No hoes, No hoes
Writer(s): Chucky Thompson, Rashawnna Guy
