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Stefflon Don - Like That (Official Visualizer)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stefflon Don
Stefflon Don
Performer
Stephanie Allen
Stephanie Allen
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stephanie Allen
Stephanie Allen
Songwriter
Palmer Reed
Palmer Reed
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Juicebox Slim
Juicebox Slim
Producer
Emxbeatz
Emxbeatz
Producer

Letra

Stefflon Don Mmm, yeah Ju-Ju-Juicebox got that juice I say, "Pardon me" I am in, nobody hard as me He said he love me, that's hard to see Ain't got no keys, I just start the Jeep These liquor and drugs keep me company Diamonds on me, they ain't numbing me I feel the spirits all over me I know that God watching over me These bitches ain't realer than me I get respect in the streets From trapping to singing on beats Playing for keeps, don't get why they hating on me He need me, he just couldn't see What's it gon' be? Don't get no better than me Swore he saw me in his dreams You ain't gon' leave Get money, I cook and I clean Loyal 'til I d-i-e (d-i-e) Ice, freeze Pull up, I fill up the seats Try me Got the burner, I turn up the heat Put the furnace right under your feet All the blogs, they be hating on me (me) I do this for my family (my family) They depending on me (on me) Hey, would you like that? (Would you like?) If I wrote a love letter, would you write back? I say, "Pardon me" I am in, nobody hard as me He said he love me, that's hard to see Ain't got no keys, I just start the Jeep These liquor and drugs keep me company Diamonds on me, they ain't numbing me I feel the spirits all over me I know that God watching over me These bitches ain't realer than me I get respect in the streets From trapping to singing on beats Playing for keeps, don't get why they hating on me He need me, he just couldn't see What's it gon' be? Don't get no better than me Swore he saw me in his dreams You ain't gon' leave Get money, I cook and I clean Loyal 'til I d-i-e (d-i-e) These bitches, they ain't in my lane You know that we're not the same Cut the grass, now I'm seeing the snakes Fuck working for minimum wage Did a show, look at what I got paid Don't care what the haters say Been touring, I'm outer space Told my son I'll be home in a day Hey, would you like that? (Would you like?) If I wrote a love letter, would you write back? I say, "Pardon me" I am in, nobody hard as me He said he love me, that's hard to see Ain't got no keys, I just start the Jeep These liquor and drugs keep me company Diamonds on me, they ain't numbing me I feel the spirits all over me I know that God watching over me These bitches ain't realer than me I get respect in the streets From trapping to singing on beats Playing for keeps, don't get why they hating on me He need me, he just couldn't see What's it gon' be? Don't get no better than me Swore he saw me in his dreams You ain't gon' leave Get money, I cook and I clean Loyal 'til I d-i-e (d-i-e) Hey, would you like that? (Would you like?) If I wrote a love letter, would you write back? (On me) Mmm
Writer(s): Adam Pigott, Freddie Ross, Stephanie Allen, Jatavia Johnson, Caresha Brownlee Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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