Letra de 'Like Yuh (feat. Ouija Macc)' de Baby E

Like yuh! Don't start no shit it won't be no shit
Suckers want beef well I don't eat that shit
Only got room in here for me and my clique hit the breeze right quick like yuh
Standing in the kitchen gotta heat that shit
If you with the drama you can keep that shit
Pop 'em with the ratchet I'ma squeeze that bitch you don't need that shit
Like yuh

Hit my number baby and she call me yeah, yuh
You was standing there looking lonely, yeah, (yeah)
You can bring your friends, being my homies, yeah, (yeah)
We can get it in put it on me, yeah
Pick it up and drop it to the ground (ay)

I been up stomping on the town, yeah
I just put margiеlas on my feet (yeah)
With my model bitch she from pari'
Whеn she give me top I send receipt (thank you)
Bitch it's ouija mock and baby e (yeah)
You ain't even built to talk to me (ay)
You know I got them people watching me yeah

Like yuh!
Don't start no shit it won't be no shit
Suckers want beef well I don't eat that shit
Only got room in here for me and my clique hit the breeze right quick like yuh
Standing in the kitchen gotta heat that shit
If you with the drama you can keep that shit
Pop 'em with the ratchet I'ma squeeze that bitch you don't need that shit
Like yuh

I got yellow ladders coming down (yuh)
I built London bridges knock 'em down (yuh)
Pull my heart up out the lost and found (yuh)
I get lonely when you're not around (yuh)
Fuck with an ugly boy we are not like them other boys

I'm with them gutter boys you don't bring home to mother
I get in trouble but after that we can cuddle
You gon' be spraying and then you lay in the puddle
Like yuh

Four door Tesla I don't need no tint (nah)
We ain't even hiding you can peep that shit (watch)
Mobbin' with the demons let 'em see that shit 'cause I mean that shit
Like yuh
Folding big paper can't crease that shit (ooh)
I'ma pay cash let 'em lease that shit (ooh)
Skrrrtin' out the lot and I'ma screech that shit
Streets need that shit like yuh

Like yuh!
Don't start no shit it won't be no shit
Suckers want beef well I don't eat that shit
Only got room in here for me and my clique hit the breeze right quick like yuh
Standing in the kitchen gotta heat that shit
If you with the drama you can keep that shit
Pop 'em with the ratchet I'ma squeeze that bitch you don't need that shit
Like yuh

Ouija Mac, Baby E
This like 2070 or some shit I don't know I forgot like uh huh huh