Old Man Saxon See Me Like This Lyrics
See Me Like This by Old Man Saxon
You ain't seen me like this nigga
Why you wanna step to a G like I'm bout to just sit back and take that
Hold Up
Niggas get hit with the bap bap back back gone with ya fake facts
Hold Up
You found it in a hay stack nigga
L you bout to take that figga
Better find ya way back nigga
Better find ya way back nigga
Where you from where you at I ain't tripping on none of that
Wish you had a hundred racks
So you could go dumb have fun go head spend it on some ass
Just stop fucking with me
Like honestly I'm promising this shit ain't nothing to see
I gotta be just kinda tweaked the place your finding this beef
Is kind of deep inside of me where you might find a disease
So please cause
Im just trying to mind my biz
You Ain't seen me like this
I don't know I might offend
You Ain't seen me like this
When I'm rolling through these streets
You Ain't seen me like this
Why they wanna fuck with me
Cause they ain't seen me like this
Boy out ya mind must've forgot you was fucking wit a boss
Looking at me cock eyed
Came with the game mother fucker I ain't skipping on the sauce
Boy this ain't Popeyes
Tripping on a playa mother fucker I ain't got time nigga
Why. You holding up a stop sign nigga
I don't know but I California roll on ya ass push the gas to the Southside nigga I'm cool
And ima stay that way even when these niggas get me hot ass shit
I was trying to take my mom to the Chiropodists
And you made cause I came back with a lot of chicks
Petty ass fickle nigga
Trying to put me in a pickle nigga
You encumbered with cucumbers
I run it while you slumbered
Im hotter than two summers
And
Chorus
I don't know I don't know why they tripping on me
I roll slow I roll slow when I'm dipping
I ain't slipping bitch you bout to know me
Why you wanna step to a G like I'm bout to just sit back and take that
Hold Up
Niggas get hit with the bap bap back back gone with ya fake facts
Hold Up
You found it in a hay stack nigga
L you bout to take that figga
Better find ya way back nigga
Better find ya way back nigga
Where you from where you at I ain't tripping on none of that
Wish you had a hundred racks
So you could go dumb have fun go head spend it on some ass
Just stop fucking with me
Like honestly I'm promising this shit ain't nothing to see
I gotta be just kinda tweaked the place your finding this beef
Is kind of deep inside of me where you might find a disease
So please cause
Im just trying to mind my biz
You Ain't seen me like this
I don't know I might offend
You Ain't seen me like this
When I'm rolling through these streets
You Ain't seen me like this
Why they wanna fuck with me
Cause they ain't seen me like this
Boy out ya mind must've forgot you was fucking wit a boss
Looking at me cock eyed
Came with the game mother fucker I ain't skipping on the sauce
Boy this ain't Popeyes
Tripping on a playa mother fucker I ain't got time nigga
Why. You holding up a stop sign nigga
I don't know but I California roll on ya ass push the gas to the Southside nigga I'm cool
And ima stay that way even when these niggas get me hot ass shit
I was trying to take my mom to the Chiropodists
And you made cause I came back with a lot of chicks
Petty ass fickle nigga
Trying to put me in a pickle nigga
You encumbered with cucumbers
I run it while you slumbered
Im hotter than two summers
And
Chorus
I don't know I don't know why they tripping on me
I roll slow I roll slow when I'm dipping
I ain't slipping bitch you bout to know me