Huh, what what? (uh, come on)
You got it goin' on? (what what) (uh, come on)
Huh, what what? (Uh)
You got it goin'? On (what what) (come on, come on, ha ha)

Strictly fuck with those six digit niggas (ha ha)
If the first one is a nine, they a buck behind
I live my rhyme, at the same time
Can't find myself layin' up, if you ain't payin' up (uh, uh)
Bullets start sprayin' up, you know my niggas is sick (ha ha) (uh huh)
The game ain't enough for you to run up in this (uh huh) (yeah)
I need stacks of chips, you know dream house money (uh huh)
Shit, you just like me
So don't start actin' funny

You're the kind of girl that makes (uh huh)
Everybody feel that you're just so damn good
So damn good (ha ha)
But your secrets I found out
So don't deny what you're about (ha ha)
I know the truth and you know I do, I do, 'cause (ha ha) (I do)

I know you get lonely
Just like me (I know)
And you want it
Just like me
But act like you don't (but act like you don't)
And you know you're just like me (just like me )

I know you get lonely (get lonely)
Just like me
And you want it (you want it)
Just like me
But act like you don't (act like you don't)
And you know you're just like me

Quiet as kept, you cry out for help (that's right)
When no one else is there I bet you touch yourself
Does it feel good? (Feel good)
Late night calls, I bet you do it all
Anything to get it off
But you still persist to front on me (aha ha ha)
Baby, tell me

Why do we play this game of chase? (Oh why?)
When you know we both feel the same way (yeah, yeah)
And why do you put me through all these changes? (Uh)
When you know you're just a freak like me (word?) (You're just like me)

If I had one wish in the world, I swear to God (uh)
It would be for girls to rock pearls, straight out the oyster (yeah yeah) (uh huh)
Voice yo' opinion, Queen B made a million (uh) (that's right)
Got mirrors on my ceiling, so I can see it (uh)
When yo' head be in between it, if I had a penis (uh huh)
I'd be heartless for real though, niggas start shit (real though)
I'd just flash out my dildo, ya'll move too quick (uh huh)
Thought I'd be memorized by ya cocaine bricks (yeah)
And ya smoke gray six, nigga, I thought you was a groupie (uh huh)
Obsessed fan with my pictures in ya hooptie (uh huh)
You heard my record now ya know I'm freaky (that's right)
So ya wanna wreck it and ya wanna see me (yeah)
How your dreams be, you want me sexual
In a gun fight, two on three (yeah)
I'm next to pull, and I love life (I do too)
Something you never could imagine, then you woke the fuck up
It's just rappin' (ah)

Girl you're just like me, yeah

I know you get lonely
Just like me
And you want it (hoo, baby, yeah)
Just like me
But act like you don't (woo)
And you know you're just like me (like me, yeah)

I know you get lonely
Just like me
And you want it (you want it)
Just like me
But act like you don't (don't front like you don't)
And you know you're just like me (you're just like me)

Just like me
(Just like me)
Just like me
(Just like me)
Just like me, yeah
(Just like me)

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Jermaine Dupri, Kimberly Jones, Manuel Lonnie Jr. Seal