Az - It B's Like That lyrics

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Az - It B's Like That lyrics

Yeah (yeah) Singer* ohhh (one more time) Singer* ohhh (uh huh) Singer* ohhh (where we at?) Singer* ohhh (AZ) It's been official best wishes I send em wit you Never sentimental you know the sh** a n***a into I'm cross-country it's big pimpin all the broads want me I'ma do this till the law confront me f** a slow jam kissing and holding my hand I'm a cold man stay flippin gettin that fam Who can blame me for all those days you tried to game me Switch and change me did sh** that made me angry It's like payback watch the sh** you say on this track I heard the stories how you get down lay on yo back True confessions why ask so i'm s**xin Who i'm blessin and if a n***a use protection (Singer) I've been feelin bad but not bad enough Not to walk away Oh no Feelin so sad cause thought you were my girl Since you betrayed me it's on...on..... You know your wrong for trying to play me Now he's gone cause he's back wit me Chorus: He wasn't yours when he was mine I can't believe That you got down like that And now you know just how it b's Because it b's like that (repeat) (Singer) Never thought you just hurt me worse (how do you just) How do you just go on? Can't believe you tried to say it was someone else When it was you that I saw You know your wrong for trying to play me Now he's gone cause back wit me Chorus (Animal) I could see the whole game through the platinum frames I done hit n***as wifes I ain't sayin no names I just drive through ya block in convertible drops Hand you and your best friend Sharon a rock Copped a house on a hill six car garage Back ma**age I'm into menage a trois Where I'm living at you can wear shorts in December You remember stay in the mix like a blender I'm goin up the middle I'ma spread y'all both I'm an animal you know I had to hit y'all both You and the doctor call back go ahead i'ma fall back Sex was wack but your best friend was all that Me and honey dip was creepin off for months Had her blowin on the pipe while I was blowin on blunts But you is trouble though I cop the six double O But i'ma let you go with the Lex bubble though Shorty think I trick alot cause she s** the dick alot I'm f**in wit y'all like Sir i'm in the mix alot Singer* Background Singers* Why'd you have to go and play yourself Girl you know you were wrong Now your sitting home all by yourself The man you thought was yours is gone (repeat) Chorus 4x