How You Do It Songtext

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How You Do It Songtext
Shawty, don't stop, with you on me I'm spinnin'
And you know just what I'm meanin'
If you ready, I be seen, then
How you fuck that in the week-end?
How you do, wanna know how you do it
All the way you do, wanna know how you do it

How you do? I know now. I'm focused,
I know now
Used to tell me things I never got
But I know now, when you make it to the top
The bitches go down
No questions asked, they just wanna get you wet
That ass, I told ya I'm gon' fuck that
I ain't gon' front you
You can be my sidekick, like my side bitch
You say you want this money, how you gon' supply it?
You say you want some protein, but you sippin' Codeine
Juicy J really got you feeling OD'd
It's like you trip your mind on some kind of false shit
We just try and live and maintain live stuff

Shawty, don't stop, with you on me I'm spinnin'
And you know just what I'm meanin'
If you ready, I be seen, then
How you fuck that in the week-end?
How you do, wanna know how you do it
All the way you do, wanna know how you do it

Baby, bend it ova, I'mma stab it like a troller
Fiending for the cookie like a cracker from the 80'
Got the good pussy, known to make a nigga crazy
Keep coming back, never keep a nigga waiting
I just want it all, everything when I need it
Ass pokin' out, no shots, can't believe it
Got me on a high that I'm never coming down from
You can be my girlfriend when I see you do a stand-up
I'm addicted, got me hypnotized
The power that a woman has right between the thighs
Don't stop what you;'re doing, I'm influenced
To do smth that I won't regret tonight
I swear

Shawty, don't stop, with you on me I'm spinnin'
And you know just what I'm meanin'
If you ready, I be seen, then
How you fuck that in the week-end?
How you do, wanna know how you do it
All the way you do, wanna know how you do it

We do it like me
She ask me that
Sort of thing
You bring it back
You know I need that
Can I hold that?
I poke that?
She told me not!
This love is full of this shit
Oh, God, I put you on the spot
I got a couple suggestions
So stop asking questions
But she just wanna smoke weed
I got her urban lessons
From a peasant to the price of the present
Man, I'm feeling pleasant, the way I'm living
The sky's the limit
On some piggy shit
She wanna swallow children
On some Tyson shit
The way I'm writing
Has got me on some demon shit
Couple bullets in my Glock in my locker room
On some arena shit

Shawty, don't stop, with you on me I'm spinnin'
And you know just what I'm meanin'
If you ready, I be seen, then
How you fuck that in the week-end?
How you do, wanna know how you do it
All the way you do, wanna know how you do it