That's That

Lyrics

Uh, I've been sippin' lately (That's that)
 I hit the J it got me faded I should (Pass that)
 Usually, I come home at 3 A.M. and now it's (Past that)
 Met a little baddie with a fattie I'ma (Smash that)
 A girl at home and you know she call me (Da' da')
 Or maybe Papi she on top me I'ma (Smack that)
 I did her wrong but I know she lookin' (Past that)
 'Cause what I give her can't nobody ever (Match that)
 Okay, that's that shit I know I gotta get up off of that, uh
 Never play with Yo-yo's I don't like no strings attached, uh
 Made the beat from scratch while I had scratches on my back
 Then I was mashing on the gas, I'm moving fast like all my tracks, uh
 You don't understand I'm (That fast)
 I gotta get up and get going I'ma (Dash that)
 Just how I be doing, I need you to come and (Crash at)
 Wherever I be but you should prolly never (Ask that, ask that)
 Ooh, oh, I'm with that
 The way you do me so good I can't forget that
 Ooh, oh, I miss that
 That's that shit, that's that shit
 When we fighting it's like bombs is over (Baghdad)
 I didn't know that I could ever make you (That sad)
 Wrote a million texts before I sent them, know I (Trash that)
 Miss you when I'm with them other women at the (Pad that's)
 Supposed to be the place that you was living but you (Scrapped that)
 Moved out to the city, hit the land and you had (Jet lag)
 Countin' all the months 'til you decided you should (Get back)
 I wanna be (With that), all my feelings (In tact)
 I made mistakes, you made 'em too
 Put you through pain I sang the truth
 I clear my things and wait for you
 I know just what you came to do
 Lemme stop what I'm doing got to be you and me
 Lemme rock wit you, PYT, you my Billie Jean
 Got a lock on me you be stoppin me never leave
 Mean a lot to me, honestly you know that's what I need
 Ooh, oh, I'm with that
 The way you do me so good I can't forget that
 Ooh, oh, I miss that
 That's that shit, that's that shit
 Ooh, oh, I'm with that
 The way you do me so good I can't forget that
 Ooh, oh, I miss that
 That's that shit, that's that shit
 
 Uh, I've been sippin' lately (That's that)
 I hit the J it got me faded I should (Pass that)
 Usually, I come home at 3 A.M. and now it's (Past that)
 Met a little baddie with a fattie I'ma (Smash that)
 A girl at home and you know she call me (Da' da')
 Or maybe Papi she on top me I'ma (Smack that)
 I did her wrong but I know she lookin' (Past that)
 'Cause what I give her can't nobody ever (Match that)
 Okay, that's that shit I know I gotta get up off of that, uh
 Never play with Yo-yo's I don't like no strings attached, uh
 Made the beat from scratch while I had scratches on my back
 Then I was mashing on the gas, I'm moving fast like all my tracks, uh
 You don't understand I'm (That fast)
 I gotta get up and get going I'ma (Dash that)
 Just how I be doing, I need you to come and (Crash at)
 Wherever I be but you should prolly never (Ask that, ask that)
 Ooh, oh, I'm with that
 The way you do me so good I can't forget that
 Ooh, oh, I miss that
 That's that shit, that's that shit
 When we fighting it's like bombs is over (Baghdad)
 I didn't know that I could ever make you (That sad)
 Wrote a million texts before I sent them, know I (Trash that)
 Miss you when I'm with them other women at the (Pad that's)
 Supposed to be the place that you was living but you (Scrapped that)
 Moved out to the city, hit the land and you had (Jet lag)
 Countin' all the months 'til you decided you should (Get back)
 I wanna be (With that), all my feelings (In tact)
 I made mistakes, you made 'em too
 Put you through pain I sang the truth
 I clear my things and wait for you
 I know just what you came to do
 Lemme stop what I'm doing got to be you and me
 Lemme rock wit you, PYT, you my Billie Jean
 Got a lock on me you be stoppin me never leave
 Mean a lot to me, honestly you know that's what I need
 Ooh, oh, I'm with that
 The way you do me so good I can't forget that
 Ooh, oh, I miss that
 That's that shit, that's that shit
 Ooh, oh, I'm with that
 The way you do me so good I can't forget that
 Ooh, oh, I miss that
 That's that shit, that's that shit
 

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Duration
02:12
Tempo
87 BPM

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