Like That - HonchoDaDemon (Official Music Video)

Like That By HonchoDaDemon (Lyrics) I tell a bitch I’m like that, groovy ass nigga might gone have to call me, Mike Jack Heard he was dissing on net, when I pull up get quiet Aye fuck nigga, gimme the mic back Tryna go hit me a opp or block, get the drop cause I’m finna go post by the right shack Stalking in bushes, I’m pissing and shitting in bottles Tryna put me some shit on the right hat I can catch me a stain onna opp block, turn it my block, fucked around got the new spot hot touch me a drain with a hot pot, tryna make rocks lock, hit me a fiend for the crock top Shorty run game like a XBOX, 360 shit cause I’m fucking her friend, she da best thot Got me a ring end the game wit the gang, cause this buzzer gone beat it ‘fore we get the next off Feeling like Call Of Duty, My loady a Uzi, It’s got 5 attachments we shooting a movie How yo shorty be on me she be picking and choosing the guys out the gang, hope you know she a goofy Her head kinda stupid but she went to college with honors, respect it the way that she moving She friends with the groupies, so I hit the bros let em know that Mike Jack in the club acting stupid Cause I tell a bitch I’m like that, groovy ass nigga might gone have to call me, Mike Jack Heard he was dissing on net, when I pull up get quiet Aye fuck nigga, gimme the mic back Tryna go hit me a opp or block, get the drop cause I’m finna go post by the right shack Stalking in bushes, I’m pissing and shitting in bottles Tryna put me some shit on the right hat Cut me the neck off a hoe, cause that’s all I’m a need, pretty face but I’m fucking her throat You can call me finesse in these streets, bitch I keep me a G Lock on me but these hands still a throw So is you gone meet Bob and Miss Weave, or the trigger gone squeeze let me know, or you fronting on both You gone either come up out them jeans, or you run and say cheese, cause I’m sending this shit to yo folks Letting em know that they raising a hoe, letting em know that he lived cause I want When you get back to the trap, tryna lie what’s on wax, you get stuck like a fly to the sap So when next time I push up on that, and you give me the scrap, I can rock you from front to the back Just to show you I’m really like that, I ain’t pulling no strap, so you, “Remember The Time”, that I “Beat It”, Mike Jack Cause I tell a bitch I’m like that, groovy ass nigga might gone have to call me, Mike Jack Heard he was dissing on net, when I pull up get quiet Aye fuck nigga, gimme the mic back Tryna go hit me a opp or block, get the drop cause I’m finna go post by the right shack Stalking in bushes, I’m pissing and shitting in bottles Tryna put me some shit on the right hat