Текст песни Like That - Christo Amp

(Like that)
(Yea, I like that, yea)
(Champ)
Like that
Feel it in your chest, oh yea, I like that
No, I ain't nothin' like the rest, like that
Right now I'm feelin' like the best, like that
Hear the word of the god than you blessed, like that
One hunnid(one hunnid) 'cause a nigga come correct, like that (Yup)
And I'm fly and high, I'ma jet, like that (Yup)
And these flows and these beats, I finesse like that (Champ)
Killin' these niggas graveyard, like that
Hell yea, I be sippin' on the barre, like that (Like, like, like)
And I got a skateboard, no car, like that (Like, like, like)
But these hoes still love me for the charm, like that (Like, like, like)
I'm still a loner stoner, like that (Loner stoner)
Still mobbin' with the homies, like that (With the homies)
Stoned off the marijuana, like that
Hit the strong and I'm gone just like that, yea

I like that, like that, yea, I like that (Ohhhhhh)
I like that, like that, yea, I like that
Yea I like that, yea
I like that, like that, yea, I like that (Ouuu wooah)
Like that
I like that, like that, yea, I like that
Yea I like that, yea

That good kush, I like that (I like that)
In a Backwood, yea, I like that (I like that)
Got paper planes, yea, I like that (I like that)
Mary Jane, I'ma light that
Great sex, I like that (I like that)
She got a fat ass, I'ma pipe that (I pipe that)
I'm knockin' at the door
Girl, just bust it open, let me make you moan like that
Ghetto girls', I like that (I like that)
Them preppy girls', I like that (I like that)
But, I ain't even focused on the girls', 'cause I'm tryna run the world like that
Just left the mall like that (Mall)
'Cause I had to ball like that (Ball)
Motherfuck the law and all my haters', dawg
All y'all can eat my drawls just like that, yea

I like that, like that, yea, I like that (Yea yea yea, I like that)
I like that, like that, yea, I like that (Yea yea yea, I like that)
Yea I like that, yea
I like that, like that, yea, I like that
Like that
I like that, like that, yea, I like that
Yea I like that, yea
(Ouuu wooah)

(Yea, yea, yea)
(Yea, yea, yea)
(Yea, yea, yea)
(Champ)

Hippie at heart but, got a criminal mind (Criminal mind)
Marty McFly so, I'm ahead of my time (Ahead of my time)
Me and music got together like lemon and lime (Lemon and lime)
And a nigga don't stop I got infinity rhymes (Infinity)
Real niggas tellin' me I'm killin' it, bruh (Killin' it, bruh)
Hoes' telling you that they feelin' me, huh? (Feelin' me, huh?)
Me and you baby could be livin' it up
And I like the way she work it, no diggity, huh
So, back back back back back it up (Back it up)
'Cause we on a move like a U-Haul truck (U-Haul truck)
And we finna like up the you know what (You know what)
And we finna kick it like a Judo stunt (Judo stun)
And I'm smart enough to make these stupid bucks (Stupid bucks)
And I'm tryna buy my boo like a coup or some'n (Coup or some'n)
Bad hoes' wanna smoke on the good I'm puffin'
Clear shades on the face like I'm David Ruffin, yea
I'm just a nigga tryna get some radio time (Champ)
Just get a taste of the flavorful rhymin'
And the money in my mind cost a million diamonds
Better wipe off your shoes 'fore you step in my mind
Like Terry Kennedy, how I stay on my grind
And my mind's in the sky so, I'm never on time
If you fuck with this, press play after rewind
The new black Einstein (Champ)
24 karat gold in the light, how I shine
This year my time (Champ)
When I hop on stage people callin' it prime time
Christo Amp, niggas' know I'm the truth (Know I'm the)
Blowin' the smoke 'til I fill up the room (Fill up the)
Hit up your boo with the pretty perfume (Pretty)
Magician your bitch and she's gone just like poof
Ouu

(Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-Champ)
(Magician your bitch and she's gone just like poof)
(Hippie at heart but, got a criminal mind)
(Cr-criminal mind)
(Hippie at heart but, got a criminal mind)
(Cr-cr-cr-criminal mind)
(Haha)