CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Miss Me (Like That)
Roll yuh waist, gyal
Pick up di pace, gyal
Yuh body have prim and proper taste, gyal
Come my way
You know boy, I'll wine it, wine it for you
So come through boy, and we'll be all over the place
Them other n***as been creepin too much
I had to block em out like Myspace
So keep mi body good boy, might have to put it up in yo face
Boy don't act like its easy for you to miss me like that
(Like that, Like that)
Boy don't act like its easy for you to miss me like that
(Like that, Like that)
I don't let em brush up on it if they can't tease it like that
(Like that)
So don't act like its easy for you to miss me like that
Ayo, my n***as spinnin through these blocks like Dom & Letti
My money runnin faster than Masika runnin from Fetty
He said I got the wetty, banana straight like ghetti'
Had to call up Kenny, my pu**y made him call me a Petty
You got me wrong if you think you can run it back
And you'll be gone like the dust outta Peter Pan bag
He said Im Frida and bad, got the tat from 9 Mag
That dutty gyal can't see me, even if she was holdin 10x that Mag
Im out in Prague, barbie struttin this is my wonderland
I called he girls together, had to tell em I was the dad
Im out in Trinidad, Queens run it wit no pad
On the corner of Remsen, puttin n***as all in they bag
Pick up di pace, gyal
Yuh body have prim and proper taste, gyal
Come my way
You know boy, I'll wine it, wine it for you
So come through boy, and we'll be all over the place
Them other n***as been creepin too much
I had to block em out like Myspace
So keep mi body good boy, might have to put it up in yo face
Boy don't act like its easy for you to miss me like that
(Like that, Like that)
Boy don't act like its easy for you to miss me like that
(Like that, Like that)
I don't let em brush up on it if they can't tease it like that
(Like that)
So don't act like its easy for you to miss me like that
Ayo, my n***as spinnin through these blocks like Dom & Letti
My money runnin faster than Masika runnin from Fetty
He said I got the wetty, banana straight like ghetti'
Had to call up Kenny, my pu**y made him call me a Petty
You got me wrong if you think you can run it back
And you'll be gone like the dust outta Peter Pan bag
He said Im Frida and bad, got the tat from 9 Mag
That dutty gyal can't see me, even if she was holdin 10x that Mag
Im out in Prague, barbie struttin this is my wonderland
I called he girls together, had to tell em I was the dad
Im out in Trinidad, Queens run it wit no pad
On the corner of Remsen, puttin n***as all in they bag
