Timati

Timati - Match Me lyrics

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ft. J-Son & Dj Antoine vs. Mad Mark

Hey, I tell my Shawties bring it back yeah

We in the club and everybody throwing stacks yeah

Whoa, that’s what we doing so exactly

They try to be like me but they can never match me

Whoa, I got so much money that a girl just can’t say no

The way I roll, the way I flow

The way I dress look at my clothes

That’s American express I hold

Make all the ladies getting posed

Show they ass, show they breast

Girl say no, I say yes

I don’t get up off the club

Unless I be with 2 or 3 or them

Hale Berry, J Lo’s, all want me to sleep with them

Each know it’s Timati, bitch, who you thought it was?

I’m the man in every country, every state and every club

Hey, I tell my Shawties bring it back yeah

We in the club and everybody throwing stacks yeah

Whoa, that’s what we doing so exactly

They try to be like me but they can never match me

Yeah, yeah, they can never match me, match me

Yeah, yeah, they can never match me, match me

Cause I made it up fast, went from …shit to flash yeah

You’re too sexy to be fronting

Girl you know you vodking

All these niggas in here got you money yeah we stunting

Brawlers popping bottles, then they popping models

Girl just open and say a, now you gotta swallow

Right, the club is … tonight, if you see what you like

Don’t be out here acting shy,

Just go and get stupid, loose your brain

And get crazy

Hey, I tell my Shawties bring it back yeah

We in the club and everybody throwing stacks yeah

Whoa, that’s what we doing so exactly

They try to be like me but they can never match me

Yeah, yeah, they can never match me, match me

Yeah, yeah, they can never match me, match me

Cause I made it up fast, went from …shit to flash yeah

The night will go, loose control and let it go

Free your soul and let it go, loose control and let it go, yeah

If you ain’t came here have a good time, what you come for?

You ain’t came here to get fucked up, what you come for?

You ain’t gonna leave with somebody, what you come for?

You ain’t came to the club to party, what you come for?

Hey, I tell my Shawties bring it back yeah

We in the club and everybody throwing stacks yeah

Whoa, that’s what we doing so exactly

They try to be like me but they can never match me

They can never match me.

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