How We Do (Explicit)
The Game"How We Do (Explicit)" is a song by The Game, released in 2017 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:21 long and contains 85 lines and 532 words.
Lyrics
0:12Songs Title：how we do
0:25This is How we do
0:27We Make a Move and Act a fool while we up in the club
0:30This is how we do
0:32Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love
0:35This is How we do
0:37We Make a Move and Act a fool while we up in the club
0:40This is how we do
0:42Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love
0:44Fresh like Uhh
0:45Impala Uhh
0:47Crome hydraulics 808 drums
0:49U don't want none
0:50Ni**a betta run
0:52Want beef its on I pop that trunk
0:54Come get some pistol grip pump
0:56If a ni**a step on my white air ones
0:59Since red rum
1:00Ready hear it come
1:01Compton Uhh Dre found me in a slump
1:04Selling that stuff
1:04One hand on my glock
1:06I was selling rocks when Master P was saying uhhh
1:10Buck pass the blunt
1:11The g-unit girls just wanna have fun
1:14Coke and rum
1:15Got w**d on the tongue
1:16I'm bangin with my hand up her dress like uhh
1:18I Make her cum
1:20Purple haze on my lung
1:21Whole Gang in the front
1:22In case a ni**a wanna stunt
1:23I put Lambourgini doors on da Es-ca-lade
1:26Low pro so it look i'm riding on a planes
1:28In one year man a ni**a so great
1:30I have a straight b**ch in the telly going both ways
1:33Touch me tease me kiss me please me
1:36I give it to u just how u like it girl
1:38U now rocking the best trey pound in my hips
1:41Teflon on my chest
1:42They say i'm no good
1:44Cuz I'm so hood
1:45Rich folks do not want me around
1:47Cuz sh*t might pop off
1:48And if sh*t pop off someone gonna get layed the f**k out
1:52They called me new money
1:53Say I Have no Class
1:55I'm from the bottom i came up to fast
1:57The hell if I care
1:58I'm just here to get my cash
1:59Boojie a** b**ches u could kiss my a**
2:22I'm the Gold Daytona
2:23On tha cherry
2:24White walls so clean it's like I'm riding on Vouges
2:27Hit one switch man
2:28That a** so low
2:29Cali got niggas in new york riding on 100 Spokes
2:32Touch me tease me kiss me please me
2:34I give it to u just how u like it girl
2:37U now rocking wit the best 4 pound on my hip
2:39Gold chain on my chest Ahhhh
2:4250 Uhh
2:43Bentley Uhh
2:44Em came and got a ni**a fresh out of slump
2:47Automatic gun f**k a one on one
2:49Barrat Pump ya punk a** Stuntin' Ya done
2:51Homey its game time
2:52Ready here it comes
2:54Call lloyd banks and get this motherf**ker crunk
2:56It took two months
2:58But 50 got it done
2:59Signed wit g-unit had niggas like huh
3:01Don't try to front
3:02I'll leave your a** slump
3:04Thinking i'm a punk
3:05Get your f**king head blown
3:0650 got a gun
3:07Ready here it comes
3:08Got a sick bandana to get this cheddar
3:11My Beretta the drama Setter
3:13Sip ar-ma-retta
3:14My flows sound better then average on track
3:17I'm a savage I Damage
3:18Any ni**a tryna front on my click
3:21G-UNIT
Songs Title：how we do 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 Uhh Impala Uhh Crome hydraulics 808 drums U don't want none Ni**a betta run Want beef its on I pop that trunk Come get some pistol grip pump If a ni**a step on my white air ones Since red rum Ready hear it come Compton Uhh Dre found me in a slump Selling that stuff One hand on my glock I was selling rocks when Master P was saying uhhh Buck pass the blunt The g-unit girls just wanna have fun Coke and rum Got w**d on the tongue I'm bangin with my hand up her dress like uhh I Make her cum Purple haze on my lung Whole Gang in the front In case a ni**a wanna stunt I put Lambourgini doors on da Es-ca-lade Low pro so it look i'm riding on a planes In one year man a ni**a so great I have a straight b**ch in the telly going both ways Touch me tease me kiss me please me I give it to u just how u like it girl U now rocking the best trey pound in my hips Teflon on my chest They say i'm no good Cuz I'm so hood Rich folks do not want me around Cuz sh*t might pop off And if sh*t pop off someone gonna get layed the f**k out They called me new money Say I Have no Class I'm from the bottom i came up to fast The hell if I care I'm just here to get my cash Boojie a** b**ches u could kiss my a** I'm the Gold Daytona On tha cherry White walls so clean it's like I'm riding on Vouges Hit one switch man That a** so low Cali got niggas in new york riding on 100 Spokes Touch me tease me kiss me please me I give it to u just how u like it girl U now rocking wit the best 4 pound on my hip Gold chain on my chest Ahhhh 50 Uhh Bentley Uhh Em came and got a ni**a fresh out of slump Automatic gun f**k a one on one Barrat Pump ya punk a** Stuntin' Ya done Homey its game time Ready here it comes Call lloyd banks and get this motherf**ker crunk It took two months But 50 got it done Signed wit g-unit had niggas like huh Don't try to front I'll leave your a** slump Thinking i'm a punk Get your f**king head blown 50 got a gun Ready here it comes Got a sick bandana to get this cheddar My Beretta the drama Setter Sip ar-ma-retta My flows sound better then average on track I'm a savage I Damage Any ni**a tryna front on my click G-UNIT
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