LYRICS

Artist:  Plies f/ Young Jeezy & Fabolous
Song Title:  Look Like
Album Title:  Goon Affiliated
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[Plies talking]
Bruh Bruh I know people be looking at me when people be seeing me jumping out of these big wheels. They be seing all these diamonds on a b****.Bbruh Bruh I know what people be saying "God damn he look like he sell dope!"

[Chorus]
Big stones round my neck VV ???
Quarter million dollar whip look like I turned pro
Shirt match the shoes dont I be styling bro
I'll be god damn look like I sell dope

[Young Jeezy]
Blue plastic cup wit that vodka in it
Fo' door po stains with that choppa in it
Look like my porshe be shopping it got new shoes on
It almost look good as I do with all my jewels on
Choppa cost 100 dollars came with 50 shots
100 karat bracelet it cost me 5 blocks
New Era fitted $39.99
Forty of the same ones 39 forty times
And jeans and watch is fresh gems cost half a stack
Got some fourteens denim cost me half a crack
Pull out every dollar in my pocket just to buy the smoke
I'll be got damn look like I sell dope.

[Chorus 2X]
Big stones round my neck VV ???
Quarter million dollar whip look like I turned pro
Shirt match the shoes dont I be styling bro
I'll be god damn look like I sell dope

[Fabolous]
Whats up son what it look like
Look like I sell dope maybe this hook's right
It could be that it's true maybe I'm at it too
This ??? me chatted too
I aint selling dope baby im selling hope
You can't see that I'm a star then get your telescope
My shorty mama always looking at me sideways
I keep on pulling different cars up in her driveway
They see a n**** bread so it might trigga feds
I tell they hatin a** I do like Biggie said
Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
Then I kick a few flows so I can get a few hoes

[Chorus 2X]
Big stones round my neck VV ???
Quarter million dollar whip look like I turned pro
Shirt match the shoes dont I be styling bro
I'll be god damn look like I sell dope

[Plies]
I know what the f*** you thinkin I look like a drug dealer
Guess what my partner thinkin how to wack a judge n****
Threw so much money in this b**** coulda bought the club n****
And if I ever go broke I'm a rob the plug n****
Police followed me he think I sell ????
All these diamonds on me think they come from the kitchen
Ask me where im going told him I'm going fishin
Headed to the strip club to catch me some b****es
12 noon I'm ridin quarter million dollar car
Straight hood n**** feelin like a f***ing star
Drank cognac smellin like the f***ing bar
From the looks of the watch he must be sellin boy
All this money homie must be a d-boy
Buyin by the 2's talkin bout the f***ing joy
F*** em by the 3's talkin bout them f***ing whores
It's 2 o'clock in the evenin he must be unemployed.

[Chorus 2X]
Big stones round my neck VV ???
Quarter million dollar whip look like I turned pro
Shirt match the shoes dont I be styling bro
I'll be god damn look like I sell dope