[Little girl talking]
When I grow up I want to be just like you!

[Ms. Toi]
No you don't believe me you don't

[Verse 1: Ms. Toi]
Yes a fly chick come in a whip let me see ya sit
Me and Nelly holdin it down bout to freak the shit
Hearin me spit so you can ask me who I sound like

But I don't care what you process-e you vocals is tight
Yeah it's me yeah Ms. T in the place to be
Hearin my name bang now you want to connect with me
I don't want to be like nobody but me life lady see

Can't nobody do it better than me
So if I look like sound like clown like
Lets cut to the chase do you see this serious look on my face
This music is a taste given you a little snip

'Cause the whole wide world ain't heard shit
So let me be quick to sit you down in your place
And tell you right to your face
Sista, you ain't nothin but a faker, a playa hata
I'm Ms. Toi first native baby I'm a G and you will never fade-uh

[Chorus 1: Ms. Toi and Murphy Lee]
Go and tell that girl Ms. Toi what you want to be
Go and this stylin chick who you want to be
Go and tell ya royal hynis what you want to be
I want to be like me
Wait a they get a load of me (Wait a they get a load)
Wait a they get a load of me (Wait a they get a load)
Wait a they get a load of me (Wait a they get a load)
Wait a they get a load of me (Wait a they get a load)

[Verse 2: Nelly]
So you want to be a Midwest Hippie off the banks of the Mississippi
Your chances winnin are iffy slim or pretty
Give ya *1* like *Penny* if you want it the hard way
Who that is dirty comin right down Broadway?

Herre the champagne, platnium and wood frames
Wood grain all up in the hummers and the mustangs
Code name Nelly got messages on the tele
By Lisa, Tomika, Angela, Rachel, and Sister Shelly

Oh really, you say some of these names might ring a belly
Ain't no tellin Cuda school eh! night schoolin Nelly
Come herre ho (Come herre ho)
Herre I go (Well herre I go)

Alcohol get you horny and freaky then drink some more
P.O. trippin bout a nigga takin drug inhancements
Askin me if I been smokin while my ? readin Branson
I say no sir not by far just in the car

Just caught a ride wit four niggaz that I met at the bar
Now tell me

[Chorus 2: Ms. Toi and Murphy Lee]
Go and tell that girl Ms. Toi what you want to be
Go and this stylin chick who you want to be
Go and tell ya royal hynis what you want to be
See baby girl I want to be like me
I said you can tell Murphy Lee what you want to be
Go on and tell a Lunatic who you want to be
Nelly Nel Ms. Toi Murphy Lee what you want to be
I want to be like me

[Verse 3: Ms. Toi]
This a sick flick with another hit again
We usin our names while we rockin this thang mayne
So if you came in wit which would never happen
You respectin my game I'm doin this shit rapid
Now we handclappin stackin papers for Ali

Just 'cause I'm doin it right you want to be like me?
Just take a bag of doin thangs and grab a hustler and put yo name on it
And maybe you'll respect yourself in the mornin young pimpin

[Verse 3: Ali]
(I want to be just like you big dog)
No you don't (Why not?)
Let me tell ya (Tell me then, tell me then, tell me then)

What the fuck you don't want to be is like that nigga Ali
Strugglin, strapped quick to put your brain on your lap
Now think about that how I come through bump you
Skull cap I'll fuck you laugh at you find a place that I can dump you

Hump hump you, underground won't even confront you
Just slump you laugh body bag now I gotta trunk you yeah

[Chorus 2: x2]

Go and tell that girl Ms. Toi what you want to be
Go and this stylin chick who you want to be
Go and tell ya royal hynis what you want to be

Check check You don't want to be like Nelly Nel (what you want to be)
You don't want to be like Ms. Toi
You don't want to be like Murphy Lee (who you want to be
You don't want to be like Ali (what you want to be)
You want to you want to (I want to be like me)

[Chorus 1]

Writer : TOIKEON PARHAM, CORNELL HAYNES, ALI K. JONES, JASON EPPERSON, TOHRI MURPHY LEE HARPER
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group