Letra da Música Don't Make 'em Like You de Wiz Khalifa

Clap for her
(Yeah)
Clap for her
They don't make 'em like that anymore
(Yo, Khalifa, man)
Clap for her
Clap for her
(Let me, uh)
They don't make 'em like you, oh

Shorty not the regular, you know this
Tell me what you call it
When a chick don't make decisions
Based on a dude wallet
She ain't in the club acting like an alcoholic
She's a pretty girl, sexy, but stumbling and falling
If she leave the club with me then her maturity
Gonna make sure she follow me in her car
She's so responsible, she don't make sure...
She leave in time, quick at home, get ready for work
Or get ready for class, if the shorty major
In business and accounting, know her mama's proud of her
So to my little mama, anti drama
So in celebration to you

Shorty, Imma raise a glass
Here's a toast to the ladies with class
I see ya, babe

Saying hey-ey-ey
I love the way she ...
I love the way you are
'Cause they don't make 'em like you no more
He-ey
Baby girl, keep doing you, how you do
I love the way you move
They don't make 'em like you
They don't make 'em like you no more

She a diva
Take a second to turn into a believer
Share your diva
In the middle of july
12 noon, you lost weight
That mean shorty on fire

She know what she want
Not afraid to get it
Not afraid to have fun
Baby you the one
You were far between
Sexy as they come
Swag so mean

Imma raise a glass
Here's a toast to the ladies with class

Saying hey-ey-ey
I love the way she ...
Baby, I love the way you are
'Cause they don't make 'em like you no more
He-ey
Baby girl, keep doing you, how you do
I love the way you move
They don't make 'em like you
They don't make 'em like you no more

Clap for her
Clap for her
They don't make 'em like her no more
Clap for her
Clap for her
They don't make 'em like you no

Top notch, top floor
4-54, fully restored
Nice wheels, red bottoms galore
Being honest they don't make 'em like you anymore
We the hottest and my ... keep me the calmest
We'll be dancing with the stars
And throwing peace signs at the comets
We'll be posing for the cameras
When they bring us on the carpet
Eating breakfast in the morning while
We reading all the comments like
Uh girl, aw man
Y'all see her
Got me like I'mma spend my whole life wit you
And make the perfect wife out you
And now the mother of my kids

Everybody raise a glass
Here's a toast to the ladies with class

Saying hey-ey-ey
I love the way she ...
I love the way you are
Cuz they don't make 'em like you no more
Singing hey-ey-ey
I love the way she ...
Still love the way you are
They don't make em like you no more

Baby girl, keep doing you, how you do
I love the way you move
They don't make 'em like you girl
They don't make 'em like you no more

Clap for her
Clap for her
They don't make 'em like you no more
Clap for her
Clap for her
They don't make 'em like you no more

You're one of a kind, baby
You're one of a kind, baby