Pooh Shiesty - How We Do It Lyrics
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How We Do It
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What Are The Lyrics For How We Do It By Pooh Shiesty?
I freeze the same bitch, I'm a glacier (brr)
Work the night, Pooh work the day shift On South Beach, I'm in my spaceship And I got more jewelry than Jacob (bling) Haters sick, they doin' clap moves (damn) Might as well just call the Jake up (huh) In their feelings, not their bag (well, damn) Just like a bitch, they need some make-up (woah) Like a ho after a break-up (ho) Head chopped on him, got a tape up (baow) I'm so picky, on my Vicky (yeah) Shoot your funeral and wake up Watch who you be screamin', "Free" Sometimes their paperwork don't match up (free) I'm a hustler and a robber, pray my crew never get captured Ball like the Toronto Raptors, major player, indie label Smokin' flavor, Garcia Vega, opps, yeah, that's my favorite flavor (well, damn) Yeah, my daddy named me Gucci (pops) But my mama named me Radric (mom) But I named my crew So Icy (icy) Then I put that on my bracelet (it's Gucci) And it ain't no playin' games Nigga, knowin' that we step I can't change on my gang These niggas know just what I rep You know how we do it, nigga (do it nigga) You know I ain't cool with niggas (cool with niggas) You slidin', then prove it, nigga (prove it nigga) No hidin', we shoot at niggas (shoot at niggas) Load the clip, we're tryna shoot us a movie Turn the swimmin' pool into a jacuzzi Signed to Gucci, now I'm dodgin' the groupies So official, niggas know how we do it Know how we movin' Had to bust down my necklace (brr) Top tier, bitches know that I'm special (brr) First nigga out the hood with a deal (ayy, ayy) So I know I gotta keep me a weapon Ayy, big automatics for all my opps, I'd really hate to be 'em Brung 'em out just to get killed, I guess that means I paid to see 'em (can't wait to see 'em) My shooters startin', they didn't come off the bench, these ain't no Jeremy Lins (no Jeremy Lins) Gucci sealed the deal, now nothin' but blue check hoes in my DMs (hoes in my DMs) My lil' Brooklyn ho too trained to go, keep my Glock in her Timbs (keep it in her Timbs) Screamin', "Free Hank" ain't gon' work, now he out, what you gon' give him? (Ho, what you gon' give 'em) I keep Chopper ridin' with me, can't name no young nigga more brazy than him (no nigga can see 'em) Ayy, this Glock can chop a tree, bitch, you can't pay me to do an attempt (no attempts) I use the red key for my SRT, press the gas in my Yeezy boots (skrrt, skrrt-skrrt) Ayy, it ain't no pullin' over for the Jake, bitch, we do high pursuit Don't ask to join my gang, it ain't no way, we don't do no recruitin' (it ain't no comin' home) If we five deep and you sittin' in the middle, you ain't got no business shootin' (brr) And there ain't no playin' games Nigga, knowin' that we step I can't change on my gang These niggas know just what I rep You know how we do it, nigga (do it nigga) You know I ain't cool with niggas (cool with niggas) You slidin', then prove it, nigga (prove it nigga) No hidin', we shoot at niggas (shoot at niggas) Load the clip, we tryna shoot us a movie Turn the swimmin' pool into a jacuzzi Signed to Gucci, now I'm dodgin' the groupies So official, niggas know how we do it Know how we movin' Had to bust down my necklace Top tier, bitches know that I'm special First nigga out the hood with a deal So I know I gotta keep me a weapon |
Who Wrote How We Do It By Pooh Shiesty?
Elijah Best, Jordan Hawkins, Lontrell Wiliams, Radric Davis
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What's The Duration Of The How We Do It By Pooh Shiesty?The duration of How We Do It is 2:28 minutes and seconds. |
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