D4L

You fuckin thieves
We D4L
And we back
Betcha, betcha, betcha, betcha, betcha....
[Hook]
I betcha cant do it like me (nope)
I betcha cant do it like me (nope)
I betcha cant do it like me (nope)
I betcha cant do it like me (nope)
I betcha cant do it like me (nope)
I betcha cant do it like me (nope)
I betcha cant do it like me (nope)
I betcha cant do it like me (nope)
(Oh, Fa-bo)
Prince O in the house and we represent the south
And I got to let em know
D4L came to ride and we can roll
Aint nothin but the pimpin inside and she can go
We done kicked up, they can watch me roll
Anybody buck better lock and load
Aint goin to the truck better watch that ho
If she knuck, if she buck she can hit em wit a fo
Oh, I betcha stand on one toe
With ya arms in the air immitate Fa-bo
Stop drop roll pop one time
Lean back, Sprewell and pop one mo
Oh I betcha cant get like me
Roll a blunt and take a hit like me
Step in the club and pull a bitch like me
He split like hair he should like me
I betcha cant do it like me
Im tipsy off Coke and Hennessy
When I walk up you niggaz envy me
Cause Im D4L you know who we be
Made ya first streak in 2003
2004 its all about me
Im gonna explain so yall folks can see
Watch me do it, its so easy
First ya get real low
Bounce on ya toes
Snap ya finger, make yo arm roll
Hit the flo do the Fa-bo
Get real crazy and scream out Oh!
Im tired of givin you suckers game for free
Next time when I pull out my cd
Thirty-two tracks to thirty-two Gs
I bet you cant do my dance like me, Oh!
[Hook]
Now we on some other shit
D4L, ya cant see this
Stayin down with them ghetto hits
A team of soldiers spittin lyrics
Talkin slick, he gon beats this shit
Choppa will, its gonna hit you quick
Splack-a, Splack-a duck bitch
Betcha cant work this streak like this
Flip a P and it keeps so quick
Broke down in dimes and nicks
Hit the club so fresh with click
On the floor, doin a dance like this
Locster that walked through the door
With a box of the blunts and an ounce of the dro
And a bag of them pills and ya know Im spinnin like whoa
Ill knock a nigga ass to the flo
Ask Carlos, ask Fa-bo
Ask Lamar and Mook-B ask Bruski, they all know
Nope, I aint really playin with a ho
When the cat start sprayin I aint layin with a ho
I catch em in the hood and hit with the fo
Do my dance on that ho
Nope, I betcha cant do it like a G
Grab a tee and wipe the feet like met
Aint gonna do it right but they still wanna see
And they all wanna but they cant do it like me
Nope, but I can do it like me
Shake the leg and get to it like me
DJ booth, you like me
Make em dance and get crunk like me
[Hook]
They know Im low Im C-E-O
Got stacks on deck, I pop I roll
The cars the clothes, the life I know
The hard, the soft, the dro thats so
Its time that I shine, its D4L
On my grandmama potna, all haters go to hell
I cant stand drama shawty aint no stories I cant tell
Betcha cant do it like me, cant break no bank
Everytime they try they fail, come on
[Hook]
Nope
Nope
Nope
Nope
Nope
Nope
[ Betcha Cant Do It Like Me Lyrics ]