Like That

(Feat. Ne-Yo)

[Intro: Ghostface Killah]

Damn, damn, ma, we ain't even have to go through it like that

It wasn't even, even that big, man

You know, nah, it's ight though

But anyway, yo, let me get that coat

Let me get those jeans, and let me get that rock on your finger

Oh, it's stuck? Then I'll take the whole finger than, man

Let me get those bags from Paris, and the puppies is staying, yo!

[Chorus: Ne-Yo]

Come through the block, in the brand new Benz

Knowing that me and this dude ain't friends

(Ok girl) Yeah, what I did was wack

But you don't get your man back like that

Bouncin' around, when I'm up in these streets

Knowing that me and this dude got beef

(Ok girl) Yo, what I did was wack

But you don't get your man back like that, no

[Ghostface Killah]

Aiyo, I should just bark on you, burn your car on you

Cuz I'm too much man, to leave a mark on you

You'se a bird you know that, giving that man

Ten points, like he about to blow that

He probably did, you swallow his kids?

In and out of jail, he a snail, he wasn't wilding on bids

In the summertime, I broke his jaw, had to do it, to him

Quick, old fashion, in the back of the mall

Me and him had 'mos forever, like I'm supposed to put him on

When he came home and told on Trevor

Had to bang on homey, ear blocks, out in spots

Throwing them shots, like 'sucker, you know me'

Stop fronting for them people out, side like you really ride

And you a silly chick, thought you was really live

But I guess I was wrong, I'mma holla at dog

And rip his head off, words of a song

[Chorus]

[Ghostface Killah]

Aiyo, I thought we was iller than that, all them kisses

And love yous, when jake came, you hid my packs

It was time a brother went to war, vests banged up

Staining in the kitchen, yo, holding a four

Sweatin' and breathing, bounced out of town for a weekend

Heard you had homey in the passenger seating

Honey, look, I'm a monster don, I do monster things

That's why I put your ass under my arm

Messing with him can bring bodily harm

And where you gonna hide in the streets when the body is gone

If it's one thing I learned that, never trust a female

On no scale, you just confirmed that

Bounce to your momma house, pack your shit

I don't care if you crying, you'se a ruthless chick

Gots to watch you, these eyeballs in my face'll spot you

My girl cousins, they gon' rock you

[Chorus]

[Ne-Yo]

Shorty what is you thinking bout

Didn't I put you down

Flyest whips, rollin' round like yea

That's the bosses chick, on the side

I might of had, one or two

Them silly broads wasn't nothing on you

Rolling with him, try'nna get revenge

That's what you just don't do

[Chorus to fade]

[Outro: Ghostface Killah]

I'm a good dude, you see... yeah.....

Females out there that wanna be

Acting like they getting they little revenge off

Taking it further than what it really is

You know what I mean, playing yourself..

Nahwhatimean... this is Don status, girl

You will have to hold that now...