Dem Franchize Boyz - I Think They Like Me lyrics

rate me

Yea these niggaz like me, haters want to fight me

Yea these niggaz mad cuz I came up over night B

Yea I switch it up I got 9 kuff tightly

So you betta do the right thing like Spike Lee

Yep I'm superclean rock jeans wit a white tee

Niggaz round here soft but like niggaz want to fight me

If you had some figures you will be just like me

Yea these niggaz mad cuz I shining like a light B

Niggaz talking yep in there muthafuckin throwback

It ain't real, you know, that's Muhammedz where they sold dat

We stepping on these niggaz like a muthafuckin door mat

When I hit the scene they take pictures call me Kodak

These hoes goin crazy like think they need some prozac

We the hottest thing in the marker and you no dat

If Yo bitch chosed up and she don't want to go back

We stackin big faces cuz we still spending throwbacks!

Ohh I think they like me

Haters want 2 fight me I'm snatching ya ass up

First nigga act up first nigga get bust

Just ta gettin shredded, while im twirlin n switchin swords

T-shirt stravaganza (franchize the white tee boyz)

Self made self paid we latch around in our white tee

Ashy black shirt well get down in ya brown tee

My hundred throwback we sport a jersey by Ali

And if he make one (hell naw dat dont sight me!)

I'm all about my cash ride around wit a nice peace

Ear piece icy they straight up like me

You heard pimpin playa (they shine so brightly)

Don't stand so close vision burners with ice blingers

Respect my whole squad no you can't even touch us cuz

Role out the red carpet high 5 to show us love

Carry barretas count cheddar we trend settas

I'm a franchize niggga have a mil or betta

A young nigga

I luv to muthafuckin fight

but when shit get thick I grab the k he grab the pipe

so when my muthafuckin partnas

when they rumble when they right

strap up in all black, so make dem suckas see da light

some people say im crazy, my eye stay lazy

the neck so sweet, ten bricks for the 80

killin fuck niggas when they dont wanna pay me

ones on my shirt, stay clean so i made it

we back on the block, servin glass to the jay

nigga gotta glass jar, swappin shit, breakin face

gotta yays and a bar, clean ones, stay laced

gotta king fitch tell her get the fuck out tha way

wet paint, big shoes, move motors lets race

young nigga tryin ta get it, wat i care about a case

if u want me come n get me bitch i gotta AK

see yall nigga, me n my click n we dont muthafuckin play