Don't Make 'em Like You

Clap for her, clap for herCause they don't make em like her no moreClap for her, clap for herCause they don't make em like you noShorty not the regular in all thisTell me what you call itWhen a chick don't make decision based on a dude's walletShe ain't in the club acting like an alcoholicShe's a pretty girl, tipsyNo stumbling and fallingIf she leave the club with meThen her maturityGonna make sure she follow me in her carShe's so responsible, she gone make sureShe leave in time to get home, get ready for workOr get ready for class, because shawty majorIt's business and accounting, know her mama proud of herSo for my little mama, anti-dramaSo in celebration of youShawty I'ma raise a glass,Here's a toast to the ladies with class,I see you babeSaying hey-ey-eyI love the way she makeGirl the way you areCause they don't make like you no moreBaby girl, keep doing you, how you do, I love the way you moveThey don't make em like youGirl, they don't make like you no moreShe a divaTake a second to turn you into a believerShe a vivaIn the middle of the July12 noon in Las Vegas, that mean shawty on fire,She know what she wantNot afraid to get it, not afraid to have funBaby you the one, few and far betweenSexy as they come, swag so meanI'ma raise a glassHere's a toast to my ladies with classSaying hey-ey-eyI love the way she makeBaby I love the way you areCause they don't make like you no moreBaby girl, keep doing you, how you do, I love the way you moveThey don't make em like youGirl, they don't make like you no moreClap for her, clap for herThey don't make em like her no moreClap for her, clap for herCause they don't make em like you noTop notch, top floor4-54, fully restoredNice wheels, red bottoms galoreBeen honest they don't make em like you anymoreWe the hottest in my whipGive me the promiseWe'll be dancing with the stars and throwing peace signs at the commentsWe'll be posing for the cameras when they bring us on the carpetEating breakfast in the morning while we reading the all the commentsLike "ooh girl", "aww man", "y'all see her"Got me like I'ma spend my whole life with youAnd make the perfect wife out youAnd now the mother of my kidsOh, everybody raise a glassHere's a toast to my ladies with classSaying hey-ey-eyI love the way she makeOh I love the way you areCause they don't make like you no moreSaying hey-ey-eyI love the way she makeSaid I love the way you areThey don't make like you no moreBaby girl, keep doing you, how you do, I love the way you moveThey don't make em like youGirl, they don't make like you no moreClap for her, clap for herCause they don't make em like you no moreClap for her, clap for herCause they don't make em like you no more