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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, uh, Impala, uh
Chrome hydraulics, 808 drums
You don't want none, better run
When beef is on I'll pop that trunk
Come get some, pistol grip pump
Give me six digits on them white Air Ones
Since red rum, ready, here I come
Compton, uh, Dre found me in the slums
Sellin' that skunk, one hand on my uzi
I was sellin' When Master P was sayin' uhhhh
Fuck Pastor, these G-Unit girls just wanna have fun
Coke and rum, got green on the ton
I'm bangin' with my hand up her dress like, uhh
I 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 Escalade
Low pro so low look like I'm ridin' on blades
In one year, man, you know I'm so paid
I have straight chicks in the telly goin' both ways
Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me
I'll give it to you just how you like it, girl
You're now rockin' with the best
Said thang on my hip, Teflon on my chest
They say I'm no good 'cause I'm so hood
Rich folks do not want me around
'Cause it might pop off, and when it pop off
Somebody gonna 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
The hell if I care, I'm just here to get my cash
You say, "Bougie, I'm hood," they 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 look like I'm ridin' on bulbs
Hit one switch, man, that ass so low
Probably got hoods in New York ridin' on hundred spokes
Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me
I'll give it to you just how you like it, girl
You're now rockin' with the best
All chrome on my hip, Teflon on my chest
50, Uh, Bentley, uh
Em came and got it fresh out the slum
Automatic, uh, never one on one
We wrap up your punk ass, stunt, you're done
Homie, it's game time, get ready, here I come
Call Lloyd Banks to get this motherfucker crunk
Took two months, but 50 got it done
Signed with G-Unit, had the hood like, "Huh"
Don't try to front, I'll leave your ass slumped
Thinkin' I'm a punk, get your homie's head lumped
50 Got a, uh, ready, here he come
Got a sick vent, jetta to get this cheddar
Meet my Beretta, the drama setter
Sip Amaretta, my flow sounds better
Than average on tracks, I'm a savage, I damage
Anybody tryna front on my clique, G-Unit



Autor(en): Andre Romell Young, Michael A. Elizondo Jr., Curtis James Jackson, Jayceon Terrell Taylor, Russell Romero Deyo, Vaughan Carrington Jr. Mason, Duane Hughes


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