Like So chords and lyrics - T.I.

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[Verse 1]
[Dm]Ay suckas hate to see me get it like so,
so
Bitches say they dig the way
I kick it like so, so
Filthy rich and still I keep it pimping like so
Still the realest nigga in it with a image like so,
so
Shawty just might pull up
in a ride like so, so
With a bad bitch with him inside like so,
like so
[Am]Super fly like so,
niggas lying like "So?"
Still spit it how I live it on the Hill,
here I go, go

[Verse 2]
[Dm]Hey all I do is go and go by this
and that to so- and- so
Lil' PeeWee say "They hate to see
ya ballin' bro," you know I know
So what though? They can't stop it, they
just watch it as this dough I blow
With millions in my pocket,
shut it down in every store I go
Atlanta on my shoulders,
oh I tow it like a soldier though
Suckers I expose or minimize
in exposure so
They [Am]trying to make me kill 'em, I'm
controlling my emotions though
Why you niggas lookin' so surprised?
They not supposed to blow?
From [Dm]trapping to the club scene,
rapping to the big screen
Fashion, television,
listen shawty doin' big things
Get team money,
fuck a bitch if she ain't coming
So conceited ain't funny,
if she ain't fly well she ain't for me
Pretty face, fat booty with a
magazine stomach
Catch me somewhere where it's sunny,
it ain't us if we ain't stunting
Say we running [Am]we ain't fronting,
they be tripping, ain't nothing
If they kick it we be putting in,
man I'm tryna teach you something man

[Verse 3]
Ay [Dm]suckas hate to see me
get it like so, so
Bitches say they dig the way
I kick it like so, so
Filthy rich and still I keep it pimping like so
Still the realest nigga in it with a image like so,
so
Shawty just might pull up
in a ride like so, so
With a bad bitch with him inside like so,
like so
Super [Am]fly like so, niggas lying like "So?"
Still spit it how I live it on the Hill, here I go, go

[Verse 4]
Is there a [Dm]message from the greatest? Yeah,
go get yourself some paper playa'
Try to do as I do,
God but I anticipate you'd fail
It could be that my greasy yellow deuces
make them hate me where
They try me bruh, they [Am]get tore up just
like Drake did [Dm]his ACL
Respected foreign and
domestic in the A as well
Feel like 'Pac did when he said y'all act
like y'all want me to stay in jail
I'm raisin [Am]hell today cause yeah
I heard about you suckas
Use my absence as a present,
so fuckin' ass time to suffer
Rappers [Dm]keep on tryin' to catch- up(ketchup) but
they just can't cut the mustard, huh?
I'm way ahead, gone stay ahead,
so fuck if they say such- and- such
You keep the credit,
what I need a trophy and a statue for?
Millions stackin' up and I don't give
a fuck what awards show pass me up
My movie agent Brian always ask
me what I'm rapping for
It's passion, I wouldn't trade it for
all the diamonds out in Africa
Sahara [Am]hot, everything you
dropping coming after us
My character is rare and for that
reason they be starin', huh?

[Verse 5]
Ay [Dm]suckas hate to see me
get it like so, so
Bitches say they dig the way
I kick it like so, so
Filthy rich and still I keep it pimping like so
Still the realest nigga in it with a image like so,
so
Shawty just might pull up
in a ride like so, so
With a bad bitch with him inside like so,
like so
Super [Am]fly like so, niggas lying like "So?"
Still spit it how I live it on the Hill, here I go,
go
SONGWRITERS QUINN, DARWIN

[Verse 6]
CORDALE HARRIS, CLIFFORD
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