n*gga Like Me lyrics

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Mo' money mean mo' problems
Give a f*ck about you n*ggas
Mo' models, a hundred bottles
I'm stuntin' on you n*ggas
We takin' your girl
It's me and my n*ggas
Go figure, go figure
Got 'em

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
A n*gga like me
She really want a n*gga like me
A n*gga like me
She only want a n*gga like me (Ah)
A n*gga like me
Only want a n*gga like me
A n*gga like me
She said she like a n*gga like me

[Verse 1: Siya]
Hol' up, hol' up
She really want a n*gga with some deep pockets
She really want a n*gga that be stuntin'
She really want a n*gga that'll take her to the club
And buy her bottles all night just for nuttin' for a n*gga
You really can't afford her
I ride around in whips, that's afforded
She know I'm gon' spoil her
I'm-I'm-I'm a hood n*gga, and she love it
I came from the bottom, but I been gettin' money
Out the pen, though I never leave the club without a chopper
Good luck if a n*gga try to rob her
Four chains on, I'll never touch sh*t in
Fly ass n*gga all these hoes wanna f*ck with
I'm higher than Heaven
I'm higher than Heaven, I'm blowin' Jamaica
Loud packs, shawty, I don't never smoke vapors
Start cuffin' that b*tch 'fore I take her
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Mo' money mean mo' problems
Give a f*ck about you n*ggas
Mo' models, a hundred bottles
I'm stuntin' on you n*ggas
We takin' your girl
It's me and my n*ggas
Go figure, go figure
Got 'em

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
A n*gga like me
She really want a n*gga like me
A n*gga like me
She only want a n*gga like me (Ah)
A n*gga like me
Only want a n*gga like me
A n*gga like me (Look, haha)
She said she like a n*gga like me

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
You f*ck around and hate on me, I'ma take your b*tch
Take your chain, n*gga, take your sh*t
I ain't never ever been broke
f*ckin' with amigo, spendin' them pesos, b*tch
Put your hands up, n*gga, sit down
I'll box a n*gga with these six rounds
I ain't gotta say two words
But when I pull up to the curb, you motherf*ckers just get down
Wanna talk about money? Huh
n*gga, look at these hunnids
I could do it by myself with no help
n*gga, who runnin'?
Look, Chuck Taylor's make me run fast
Left hook, click pow, that's a gun jab, huh
And a n*gga wanna smile when you layin' down
Still n*gga talkin' sh*t, now he toe tag
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Mo' money mean mo' problems
Give a f*ck about you n*ggas
Mo' models, a hundred bottles
I'm stuntin' on you n*ggas
We takin' your girl
It's me and my n*ggas
Go figure, go figure
Got 'em

[Chorus: Chris Brown, Problem]
A n*gga like me
She really want a n*gga like me
A n*gga like me
She only want a n*gga like me (Ah)
A n*gga like me
Only want a n*gga like me (What?)
A n*gga like me (Chachi)
She said she like a n*gga like me (Diamond)

[Verse 3: Problem]
If you got a high, now I teaches
You motherf*ckers sure gon' learn 'bout me ('Bout me)
Never low, yeah, I'm always high-key
'09 last time a n*gga used his ID (Gang)
Al-Always real n*ggas in my background (Deep)
Fifty deep in the club, no pat downs (Yeah)
Lacin' up shoes 'cause we runnin' (We runnin')
And my hoes ain't wantin' for nothin' (What?)
'Cause I am the man (Man)
I am the man, I am the man (What?)
Your homie, he ran
You think it's a bed the way I would lie on the stand (What? Woo)
For all of my fam (Fam)
I done done it already
I see you love me already
She feel it all in her belly
This money is funny, it's scary
Milk 'em, no dairy
Your boy get head bigger than Berry
Come on (Yeah)
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Mo' money mean mo' problems
Give a f*ck about you n*ggas
Mo' models, a hundred bottles
I'm stuntin' on you n*ggas
We takin' your girl
It's me and my n*ggas
Go figure, go figure
Got 'em

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
A n*gga like me
She really want a n*gga like me
A n*gga like me
She only want a n*gga like me (Ah)
A n*gga like me
Only want a n*gga like me
A n*gga like me
She said she like a n*gga like me (Ah)