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How We Do
作詞:Russell Deyo, Michael Elizondo, Duane Hughes, Curtis Jackson, Vaughan Carrington Mason, Jayceon Taylor, Andre Young
This is how we do We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club This is how we do Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love This is how we do We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club This is how we do Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love
Fresh like, unhh, impala, unnh Crome Hyrdolics, 808 drums You don't want, none nigga betta, run When beef is on, I'll pop that, drum Come get, some pistol grip, pump
If a nigga step on my white air, ones Since red, rum ready here I, come Compton, unh dre found me in the, slums Selling that skunk, one hand on my gun
I was selling rocks when master p was saying unnnh Buck pass the blunt These G-Unit girls just wanna have, fun Coke and rum got weed on the ton
I'm banging with my hand up her dress like, unh I'll make her cum, purple haze in my lungs Whole gang in the front in case a nigga wanna, stunt
I put Lamborghini doors on that es-co-lade Low pro so look like I'm riding on blades In one year mang, a nigga's so paid I have a straight bitch in the telly going both ways
Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me I give it to ya just how you like it, girl You know I'm rocking with the best tre pound on my hip Teflon on my chest they say I'm no good 'cuz I'm so hood
Rich folks do not want me around 'Cuz shit might pop off, and if shit pop off Somebody gon' get laid the fuck out They call me new money, say I have no class I'm from the bottom, I came up too fast 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 The hell if I care, I'm just here to get my cash Bougie ass bitches, you can kiss my ass
This is how we do We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club This is how we do Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love This is how we do We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club This is how we do Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love
I put gold daytonas on that cherry six-four White walls so clean it's like I'm ridin on bulbs Hit one switch mang, that ass so low Cali got niggaz in new york ridin on hundred spokes
Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me I give it to ya just how you like it, girl You know I'm rocking with the best fo' pound on my hip Gold chain on my chest
50, unh Bentley, unh Em came 'n gotta nigga fresh out the, slum Automatic, gun fuck 'em one-on-one We wrap up ya punk ass, stunt 'n ya done Homie, it's game time you ready? Here I come
Call Lloyd banks and get this motherfucker, crunk It took two, months but fifty got it done Signed with g-unit had niggaz like, 'huh? Don't try to front I'll leave yo' ass, slumped Thinking I'm a punk get your fucking head, lumped Fifty got a, gun
Ready here he come gotta sick, vendetta To get this, chedda meet my ba, retta The dra-ma, setta sip am-a, retta My flow sounds, betta than average On tracks I'm a savage I damage Any nigga tryin' to front on my clique (G-unit!)
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