Don’t Do Me Like That Issa (Ft. Jacquees)

[Intro: King Issa]
Yeah
Go Grizz (Go Grizz, Go Grizz)
W-W-W-Winners Circle
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: King Issa]
Baby got a bag, she about the cash
She been workin' overtime, she an undergrad
She told me, she ain't fuckin' with the lame no more, guess he mad
So you know I had to bust a move on her ass
U-Haul truck, how she moving that ass
I let her drive the whip and put my shoes up on the dash
We ride through the city, we can cruise on it, yeah
You ain't gotta worry 'bout them dudes from the past
We can switch the mood up, it's on you, girl
She gon' light the candle when we boo'd up
On my grown man, young nigga grewed up
Bitches go crazy when I pulled up
And my girl pulled up, stay down
So now, every night we goin' up
On that brown liquor and we pourin' up
Bad bitches showin' up (Hey)

[Pre-Chorus: King Issa & Jacquees]
Baby, you ain't gotta do me like that (Like that)
I'ma get this money and be right back (Oh, yeah)
She keep me comin', oh, she got that comeback (Comeback)
She gon' give it to me when I want that (Oh, yeah)
Baby, you ain't gotta do me like that (Like that)
She 'bout her business and I like that (I like that)
I might take that pussy and ignite that (Ignite that, yeah)
Girl, you know I need that nightcap (Yeah, yeah)