Chip NoDale - Like Me (MAC 1)

No!
Ain't nobody like me
And that's why she like me
You thinking she's all yours
And that's so unlikely
Ain't nobody like me
And that's why she like me
You thinking she's all yours
All yours
Got heavy confetti
Bumping priest Andretti
My sauce is spaghetti
She was ready when she met me
Young Machiavelli
My game is colder than yeti
She know I run it like pedi
You can tell the flow deadly
Right now I'm all in my zone
I roll it all in a cone
I'm pretty calm in this moment
You can tell by my tone
Rollin yabba dabba doobies
Getting Freddy flintstoned
Watching Scooby Dooby Do
While my craft is getting honed
Ain't nobody like me
And that's why she like me
You thinking she's all yours
And that's so unlikely
Ain't nobody like me
And that's why she like me
You thinking she's all yours
All yours

Written by:
Jordan Jones, Samuel Ursery

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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