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Like Me Video (MV)




Performed By: Charlie Chamberlain
Language: English
Length: 2:54
Written by: Charlie Chamberlain




Charlie Chamberlain - Like Me Lyrics




You ain't like me (Like me)
You lil niggas ain't like me (Like me)
Nigga please (Nigga)
You lil niggas ain't like me

I just spent $200's on a white tee
You lil broke ass niggas
Ain't nothing like me
Man that's light cheese
That lil shit don't excite me
Mix the wak with a hi-c
I'm bout to make 20 more
In the huaraches
In and outta state
Big money heavyweight
Have my lil niggas
Take what you eating off yo plate
Bunch of dread heads
Coming in yo place for that safe
Still scraping out the jar
Got the H in tha blender
I had a whole year run
I hibernate in the winter
I only give out a little at time
Got the fiends still knocking
At my door
They addicted to the quinine
I only fucc bad bitches on the high rise
And I can tell she a freak by her thigh size
After I just hit the door bitch
Bye bye
Lil shawty Up the block she a drive by
I got her checking on my gram
Bitch liking everything
My lil cousins scamming now
Now they swipe Amiri Jeans
Made 10 out that last 10
That I made in Tenn and made 20 mo'
Naw nigga really tho
Huh

You lil niggas ain't like me (Like me)
That lil shit don't excite me (Don't excite me)
That lil hoe that you f*ckn'
That's yo wifey (Man please)
Nigga please I can fucc her
Fa a light fee (40 ball)
$200's Fa a White Tee
My bitch think I'm crazy
You ain't getting money
Cause you lazy
You lol niggas ain't like me (Like me)
You ain't never mixed wak with a hi-c

Back in the kitchen with the yams
I got a back spin
That can make a hundred-grand
I told my lil nigga
I gotta million dollar plan
Soon as I hit his hands
He took it then he ran
Word round tha way
That his bag got bigger
I know where his momma stay
I even got his daughter pictures
I could snatch his sister
On her way going to school
These lil niggas move different
They don't play by the rules
Young hot boy on run from the Feds too
He better hope that they snatch him
Before my mans do
That lil shit that you coping
I been ran thru
Put a tag on his bitch
And she ran too
Been riding all night
I hope somebody praying for his life
Lil dog gotta pay that price
You lil niggas ain't like me
Gold Cuban on my wrist
That's a light key
Huh

You lil niggas ain't like me (Like me)
That lil shit don't excite me (Don't excite me)
That lil hoe that you f*ckn'
That's yo wifey (Man please)
Nigga please I can fucc her
Fa a light fee (40 ball)
$200's Fa a White Tee
My bitch think I'm crazy
You ain't getting money
Cause you lazy
You lol niggas ain't like me (Like me)
You ain't never mixed wak with a hi-c
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You ain't like me (Like me)
You lil niggas ain't like me (Like me)
Nigga please (Nigga)
You lil niggas ain't like me

I just spent $200's on a white tee
You lil broke ass niggas
Ain't nothing like me
Man that's light cheese
That lil shit don't excite me
Mix the wak with a hi-c
I'm bout to make 20 more
In the huaraches
In and outta state
Big money heavyweight
Have my lil niggas
Take what you eating off yo plate
Bunch of dread heads
Coming in yo place for that safe
Still scraping out the jar
Got the H in tha blender
I had a whole year run
I hibernate in the winter
I only give out a little at time
Got the fiends still knocking
At my door
They addicted to the quinine
I only fucc bad bitches on the high rise
And I can tell she a freak by her thigh size
After I just hit the door bitch
Bye bye
Lil shawty Up the block she a drive by
I got her checking on my gram
Bitch liking everything
My lil cousins scamming now
Now they swipe Amiri Jeans
Made 10 out that last 10
That I made in Tenn and made 20 mo'
Naw nigga really tho
Huh

You lil niggas ain't like me (Like me)
That lil shit don't excite me (Don't excite me)
That lil hoe that you f*ckn'
That's yo wifey (Man please)
Nigga please I can fucc her
Fa a light fee (40 ball)
$200's Fa a White Tee
My bitch think I'm crazy
You ain't getting money
Cause you lazy
You lol niggas ain't like me (Like me)
You ain't never mixed wak with a hi-c

Back in the kitchen with the yams
I got a back spin
That can make a hundred-grand
I told my lil nigga
I gotta million dollar plan
Soon as I hit his hands
He took it then he ran
Word round tha way
That his bag got bigger
I know where his momma stay
I even got his daughter pictures
I could snatch his sister
On her way going to school
These lil niggas move different
They don't play by the rules
Young hot boy on run from the Feds too
He better hope that they snatch him
Before my mans do
That lil shit that you coping
I been ran thru
Put a tag on his bitch
And she ran too
Been riding all night
I hope somebody praying for his life
Lil dog gotta pay that price
You lil niggas ain't like me
Gold Cuban on my wrist
That's a light key
Huh

You lil niggas ain't like me (Like me)
That lil shit don't excite me (Don't excite me)
That lil hoe that you f*ckn'
That's yo wifey (Man please)
Nigga please I can fucc her
Fa a light fee (40 ball)
$200's Fa a White Tee
My bitch think I'm crazy
You ain't getting money
Cause you lazy
You lol niggas ain't like me (Like me)
You ain't never mixed wak with a hi-c
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Writer: Charlie Chamberlain
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