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conversations.value: Write me a song called Get Like Me with the following description: “Get Like Me” is a braggadocious track about expensive cars and stunting. The chorus interpolates lyrics from Yung Joc’s April 2006 track, “It’s Goin' Down,” who makes an appearance in the music video. The track was released as the second single from The Greatest Story Ever Told.
  The original version featured rapper Jim Jones, however, due to label issues, that version was never officially released. Instead, Banner recruited R&B singer Chris Brown for a verse. Lil Wayne and Drake also remixed the single on their November 2008 track “Stuntin'.”
  “Get Like Me” peaked at #16 on Billboard’s Hot 100 chart the week of August 23, 2008. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Intro]
  David Banner
  [Chorus: Yung Joc]
  Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
  Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit, get like me
  Have you ever seen a Chevy with the—, get, get like me
  Have you ever seen a Chevy with the—, get like me
  Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
  Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit, put it in the air
  Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit, put it in the air
  Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit, put it in the air
  Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
  Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit
  [Verse 1: David Banner]
  I got a chip in my engine,
   twenty-six-inch rims
  I got fade-away money,
   bitch, I'm ballin' out the gym
  Got my old school bumpin', hip wheel on recline
  If you think a nigga broke, you out'cha monkey-ass mind (Yeah)
  Diamonds on my pinky (Yeah), hand on the pine
  Bitch, you touch and die, your momma do the second line
  Screens fallin' from the sky, syrup fallin' in my cup
  Old school Chevy thang, comin' down, nigga, what?
  Got diamonds in my mouth (Yeah), got some Gucci on my seat
  Got G's on my ass, 
  bitch, it's cold when I speak
  Got a freak on my arm, got a charm around my neck
  You can gon' pass the mic, watch I'm 'bout to catch wreck
  Still screamin' out mayne (Mayne), pistol in my hand
  Southside so throwed (Throwed in the game)
  Big face on my chain, eighty-four's on the frame
  Big bodies comin' down, hoggin' up both lanes [Chorus: Yung Joc, 
  David Banner
  ]
  Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit, get like me (
  Mayne
  )
  Have you ever seen a Chevy with the—, get, get like me
  Have you ever seen a Chevy with the—, get like me
  Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
  Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit, put it in the air
  Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit, put it in the air
  Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit, put it in the air
  Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
  Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit
  [Verse 2: Chris Brown]
  The name you know of
  A little bit of change, now your boy done blown up
  In them foreign thangs with the guts exposed
  Stuntin' ain't a thing to me
  And it's obvious, it's plain to see
  That you gon' make us both
  Get into some thangs that is for grown folks
  And they might even say you should leave me alone
  Don't be scared
  You need to get like me
  Stuntin' is a habit, just gotta have it
  Shawty keep throwin' that thang at me, I'm gonna bag it
  When she see the karats, a real Jessica Rabbit
  Can't another boy do the things you like
  He ain't your type to change your life
  But if you did your homework, girl
  I'm pretty sure you know what I got
  Drop top, and you know Jones and Banner gonna roll
  Let me stop [Chorus: Yung Joc, 
   Yung Joc & Chris Brown
  ]
  Stuntin' is a habit
  , get like me
  Have you ever seen a Chevy with the—, get, get like me
  Have you ever seen a Chevy with the—, get like me
  Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
  Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit, put it in the air
  Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit, put it in the air
  Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit, put it in the air
  Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors? (Yeah)
  Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit
  [Verse 3: David Banner]
  Let them bougie boys ride Maybach ('Bach)
  I'm in the candy, laid back like I slang crack (Crack)
  My money stacked to the ceilin'
  Gettin' in my Chevy's like climbin' up a buildin'
  Them twenty-eight's on deck (Deck)
  Thirty-seven on my wrist, a hundred-five on my neck (Yeah)
  This rap money's okay, but 
  you should see these movie checks
  And this cartoon cash
  , the SS so sweet
  My Bentley's hatin' on that ass, my old school's gettin' pissed
  She opened up her arm, but then she slit both wrists
  There go them suicide doors (Doors), wood on the dash
  Ferris wheels on the toes (Toes)
   and got 
  duals on the ass
  And some chrome on the nose (The nose), the white boys go, "Sweet"
  But Black folks go, "Oh," I got a 'llac full of ammo
  I'm brick with the nine throwin' bombs out the Lambo' (Uh)
  The butterflies goin' up
  I got Chad in my heart
   and 
  DJ Screw in my cup [Chorus: Yung Joc]
  Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit, get like me
  Have you ever seen a Chevy with the—, get, get like me
  Have you ever seen a Chevy with the—, get like me
  Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
  Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit, put it in the air
  Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit, put it in the air
  Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit, put it in the air
  Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
  Stuntin', stuntin' is a habit