Q. Shunte - Like'em Like Lyrics

One,two,three to the four
Here I come, here I come, there I go
One,two,three to the four

Yeah, i'm from that M-I-double-S-I-double-S-I-P-P-I
Where everybody talk that slang
You can tell by the walk that it bangs
I'ma Holmes County, country boy
And I ain't with them games
Cause I got what it takes to make the world break their necks
Respectfully, they ain't in my lane

I make them all sweat, I make them all drool
I make them stop breathin' when I come through

You see when I grip the mic, yeah, I grip the mic tight
K.O. in the ring, yeah, they call me Mike Tyson
And I do it like he like it, no bark, all bite
Put it on them like a sheep, throw it on them all night
A beast in the kitchen, name heavy in the streets
Yeah, they might be doing you, but they like them like me
You see those lips, hips, and fingertips
One,two,three to the four

Yeah, they might be doing you, but they like them like me
The baddest bitch of the mutherf*cking land
You heard
Q. Shunté

Yeah, they might be doing you, but they like them like me

Now I'm in the Chi-town, the windy city
Where the girls get down and the boys get litty
You'll be so through when you on that juice

But don't be foo and try to make no moves
Cocky, want it, I'ma get it, boy
A diva, yeah
Confident, pretty boy
Im badder than bad can be
You hatin', but they all love me

I make them all sweat, I make them all drool
I make them stop breathin' when I come through

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Cause when I'm in the area, they on me
Phone me
All night until the morning

And I do it like you like it, no bark, all bite
Tattooed in his head, I be on it all night, huh
No broom, but he swept off his feet
Yeah, they might be doing you, but they like them like me

Everybody at attention
Everybody at motherf*ckin' attention
One,two,three to the four
Yeah, they might be doing you, but they like them like me

One,two,three to the four
Let's go, let's go
One,two,three to the four
Yeah, they might be doing you, but they like them like me

Maybe it's the way I talk
And the way I walk
Reason as to why I can't keep niggas off of me
I give them pressure

Point them out, who better
A heavenly narcotic
Walked through and they on my body
He keep trying not to look

But he like the way I throw it back
Ass fat, fat
Now he want my number
I made him look

And now he wanna hit it from the back
Down, boy
I got these niggas curious
Curious

Make them wanna try me out
They all want to take me down
Seriously, be tryna fill me up
With a face on beat

And an ass like this
And a body like bitch
How could you resist, how
How could you resist

How, How could you resist
How, How could you resist
A face on beat
And an ass like this

And a body like bitch
He can't control himself
He really wanna be on this here, whew
I got that boy in heat

Every which way I go eyes on me
You can't believe all them thighs on me
Hungry for me
He want a treat

Make them wanna try me out
They all want to take me down
Real life