Dom Kennedy - Nothin Like Me lyrics

[Hook: Dom Kennedy] He might have the cars and the clothes, always wear gold But that n***a ain't nothin like me He might have a watch and a strap, a nice Cadillac But that n***a ain't nothin like me He might have the internet buzz, a plug on the d** But that n***a ain't nothin like me He might get cheque after cheque, but ya panties ain't wet Cuz that n***a can't do it like me [Verse 1: Dom Kennedy] We got bottles but no cups I'm like Russell Simmons but he don't fly coach much n***as went from eating cold cuts to Ruth's Chris To pulling up in some new sh**, they like who this LA on my hat, that's a known fact So you already know where I be And when I get old, I want to have hoes Like my motherf**ing n***a YG Westside get the money, so you n***as is all talk My girls looking all good, they a**es is all soft My cars all black, ya ride like a mob boss But that's not the reason that she taking them drawers off In fact, I never ask her sh** like where you at Because anywhere she go I'm pretty sure she coming back Let her find out that all these other n***as wack And you insecure n***as trying to rap [Hook] [Verse 2: Dom Kennedy] Wait n***a hold up These n***as come to town, start wifing my old s*uts I told her go down ya right to the toe touch Then reach around for me girl, grab both nuts Talk about real n***as, I been one Naw them cars cost 100 and then some Eating on dim sum, blessed with income Seen Mustard Benz, sh** I might get one But if you ridin' pa**enger, I ain't even mad at ya Two years ago, sh** I was in the Acura On me, this OpM sh** spectacular Had a south central a** n***a out in Africa In fact, I put the westside on my back And told her I'm goin' take her everywhere on the map Throw a big party watch them hoes throw it back Tell them get home safely that's a wrap [Hook]