IDEAL - Don't Do Me Like That lyrics

rate me

Get your crew together

I'ma get my crew together

I ain't trippin lil mama

Me and you can do whatever

With no strings attached you're just ass

But don't be tryin to investigate my past

Put your guards down I ain't the bad guy

It's big bidden this year to start up a franchise

You know the sharksters gon' start some trouble

How the hell you walk around with that big ol' bubble?

Hey, oh, ow, don't do it like that

Hey, oh, ow, don't do it like that

Hey (hey), oh (oh), ow (ow), don't do it like that

Hey (hey), oh (oh), ow (ow), don't do it like that

Because she's fine and

What am I saying from behind and (No!)

Turn around one more time and

Lookin' through cloud I see you shinin'

Keep grinding

Don't stop winding

Won't you, shake that, sexy body over to me

Come a little closer to me

Do it, baby, Get it, baby

Do it, baby, Get it, baby

Do it, baby, Get it, A-get it baby do it

Do it, baby, Get it, baby

Do it, baby, Get it, baby

Do it, baby, Get it, A-get it baby do it

Where they at? Where they at?

Where they at? Where they at?

Where they at? Where they at?

Where they at? Where they at?

DJ, rewind it,

Take it from the top one more time and

I'm visualizin'

What am I hittin from the side and

Keep grinding

Don't stop winding

Won't you, shake that, sexy body over to me

Come a little closer to me

Whoa, you got me looking with my good eye at ya

Hope ya man ain't wit ya cuz ya boy won't snatch ya

You backed it up without missin a beat

You not the ordinary chicken head I meet in the streets

We gone break a few rules tonight

Despite ya people watchin us we cool aiight?

Turn around and show the world, bend ya back

I'm lookin' for a naughty girl, where she at?

I see you and ya crew she with

But she ain't ran across no fire until Juve hit it

Now where tha 'dro at? Now where tha 'mo at?

You don't have to ask a playa for nothin to know that

Me and you go back like a old throwback

We're supposed to be together just like the floor and a doormat (Tell em)

Bounce with the Juvenile, shake for a outfit

Drop for Heineken, wiggle to get ya house fixed

(Whoa, whoa, whoa)

I got, myself a shorty and I'm

Beatin the party and I'm about to go and dig it

And I'm about to go and dig it

I got, mo' drink to po' up and I've to mo' stuff to roll up (And we)

About to go get twisted (yes we) about to go get twisted