Say Foxx? (Yeah) I had I had a chick man (Yeah) She went and did me real wrong, I mean (Yeah) I did the same thing to her But she ain't have no right to do me Like that though dog, for real (Yeah)
You, been seeing him, and I know And I was with her, and you knew about it But I was too blind to see it baby And you was out here doing the same thing as me I wanna ask, has he been by the crib? Has he been in our, car? And did you let him, drive? Cause she's been by the house, she's been in the car I've even let her push the Porsche around a couple times
Oh, we were so the same I don't know why I can't see it baby And it ain't a point to feeling blue You're just like me and I'm just like you
You're just like me Shorty all up in the club popping bottles of that Bud Giving all them dudes hugs and you just like me She don't know how to act on the floor backing it back Man I can't be mad she just like me She just like me, she just like me, she just like me
Now it ain't so easy for me to imagining What you been doing baby So I don't even have to ask (No) Cause you ain't the only one that keeping secrets baby So really, no sense in me playing back And I, can't stay up though 'cause I did you wrong And I was on some bullshit When I let that nigga bring her home She's out from us just like me And she played the game like one of my homies
Oh, we were so the same I don't know why I can't see it baby And it ain't a point to feeling blue You're just like me and I'm just like you
You're just like me Shorty all up in the club popping bottles of that Bud Giving all them dudes hugs and you just like me She don't know how to act on the floor backing it back Man I can't be mad she just like me Gettin' money having fun man, she just like me In the club throwin' ones she just like me Twenty fours on the Range she just like me Go on shawty do ya thang
Hey! Shawty who you fooling? You Know I'm way too cool for you To run that game when we play me Trying to do me like I be doing you Say you heard I was screwing her Just like I hear he doing you Why you worry about me doing me I see you doing you I can make her better though You goin' let him ruin you Just for the record know, I wouldn't have her Unless I could have the two of you I know why he pursuing you that booty do be moving boo Late night, straight pipe that ain't nothing new to you Wait a minute can't tell me wanna Tell me something tell me this If I would of never would of hit that chick Would you even ever know that dude existed? No Got me twisted yo ass goodbye I've kissed it Now you all on his dick, shawty look at this dick
You're just like me Shorty all up in the club popping bottles of that Bud to act on the floor backing it back Magiving all them dudes hugs and you just like me She don't know how n I can't be mad she just like me She just like me, she just like me, she just like me
Compositores: Christopher Stewart, Terius Nash, Clifford Harris