Just Like That Bun B (Ft. Jeezy)

[Intro: Jeezy & (Bun B)]
(Hahaha), yeah, (just like that)
Yeah, that real shit nigga
Yeah, Bizzle, Jizzle, H-Town
Bun (what's up?)
You had to go fuck with ya homie, right? (you know it G)
No easy ass niggas
'Bout that! (G-A to P-A)
'Bout that shit nigga, yeah, let's go
Yeah we 'bout that (let's go!)

[Chorus: Jeezy]
See y'all gon' give me my respect, cause I earned that
Even though it's 6 bands a pound, we still burn that
New Benz with the glass top; yeah, we drove those (those)
Know them things come out them glass pots? Yeah, we sold those
Just like that, yeah you know we 'bout that
Just like that, you know we 'bout that
Just like that, yeah you know we 'bout that
I said we 'bout that, yeah you know we 'bout that

[Verse 1: Bun B]
Say mayne I'm cleaner than a whistle, nigga sharper than a sickle (sickle)
My Cadillac is candy and my Desert Eagle nickel (nickel)
Plated niggas hate it (hate it), there's nothin they can say though
When I hit 'em with the pressure (pressure), they leakin out the Play-Doh (Play-Doh)
From way back in the day yo (day yo), they know I put it down
Had a +Pocket Full of Stones+, got to sewin up the town (town)
Been at it since the '90's in the ghetto with them pounds
And them bricks, hittin licks and fillin heaters with them rounds
Paid the cost to be the boss, I can show ya the receipt for it
Trillest in the game, every nigga in the streets know it (fo' sho')
Bun B and Jizzle back to business cause the sign on (the dough)
That's what the fuck we got our mind on, so grind on (let's go)