CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : How You Did It
Oh lord, Jetson made another one
Pop a lot of sh*t, I'm f**kin' bad b*t*hes
I'm doin'?buku?numbers so I'm?gettin' buku digits
They think they showin'?love but I know they ain?t f**kin' wit' me
I got it out the mud that's why I feel like, f**k a n***a
Oh, now they on my d**k, "Ey, PG how you did it?"
I'm doin' buku numbers so I'm gettin' buku digits
They think they showin' love but I know they ain?t f**kin' wit' me
I got it out the mud that's why I feel like, f**k a n***a
I done f**ked around and came up, now they on my d**k
I just had to change my lane, I switched my status, went legit
Quit that cappin', that ain't it, I'm out in Bali wit' your b*t*h
She bad as f**k but I ain't hit it, I just let her eat the d**k
She keep the nut, don't do no spittin'
And she know I'm lovin' it, ain't wanna f**k, my brother hit
And please don't touch me when you finish
I got racks all in these skinnies
Thought my dank was stank at Bennies
I can't save it, b*t*h, I'm spendin'
I catch flights, I don't catch feelings
Paper comin', I need plenty
Had 'em racks stacked to the ceiling
She got a fat cat, let me feel it
I'm like a Hellcat, you a Hemi
Drivin' fast, 'bout to crash, while I'm cruisin' doin' the dash
Woah, don't move, I'm on yo' a**, so if I do, you better not lack
Pop a lot of sh*t, I'm f**kin' bad b*t*hes
I'm doin' buku numbers so I'm gettin' buku digits
They think they showin' love but I know they ain?t f**kin' wit' me
I got it out the mud that's why I feel like, f**k a n***a
Oh, now they on my d**k, "Ey, PG how you did it?"
I'm doin' buku numbers so I'm gettin' buku digits
They think they showin' love but I know they ain?t f**kin' wit' me
I got it out the mud that's why I feel like, f**k a n***a
Feel like f**k you, n***a
I can't trust you, n***a
Used to bust for n***a
Now don't even say what's up to n***a
Jackboy, how he did it
I did it wit' a glizzy
Swear to God, I was terrorizin' inner city
Swear to God, my new Glock came with some t**ties
Big extended clip, ooh, yeah, Jimmy
This a robbery, ooh, yeah, b*t*h gimme
Can't give the streets a break, my whole set busy
Pop a lot of sh*t, I'm f**kin' bad b*t*hes
I'm doin' buku numbers so I'm gettin' buku digits
They think they showin' love but I know they ain?t f**kin' wit' me
I got it out the mud that's why I feel like, f**k a n***a
Oh, now they on my d**k, "Ey, PG how you did it?"
I'm doin' buku numbers so I'm gettin' buku digits
They think they showin' love but I know they ain?t f**kin' wit' me
I got it out the mud that's why I feel like, f**k a n***a
Pop a lot of sh*t, I'm f**kin' bad b*t*hes
I'm doin'?buku?numbers so I'm?gettin' buku digits
They think they showin'?love but I know they ain?t f**kin' wit' me
I got it out the mud that's why I feel like, f**k a n***a
Oh, now they on my d**k, "Ey, PG how you did it?"
I'm doin' buku numbers so I'm gettin' buku digits
They think they showin' love but I know they ain?t f**kin' wit' me
I got it out the mud that's why I feel like, f**k a n***a
I done f**ked around and came up, now they on my d**k
I just had to change my lane, I switched my status, went legit
Quit that cappin', that ain't it, I'm out in Bali wit' your b*t*h
She bad as f**k but I ain't hit it, I just let her eat the d**k
She keep the nut, don't do no spittin'
And she know I'm lovin' it, ain't wanna f**k, my brother hit
And please don't touch me when you finish
I got racks all in these skinnies
Thought my dank was stank at Bennies
I can't save it, b*t*h, I'm spendin'
I catch flights, I don't catch feelings
Paper comin', I need plenty
Had 'em racks stacked to the ceiling
She got a fat cat, let me feel it
I'm like a Hellcat, you a Hemi
Drivin' fast, 'bout to crash, while I'm cruisin' doin' the dash
Woah, don't move, I'm on yo' a**, so if I do, you better not lack
Pop a lot of sh*t, I'm f**kin' bad b*t*hes
I'm doin' buku numbers so I'm gettin' buku digits
They think they showin' love but I know they ain?t f**kin' wit' me
I got it out the mud that's why I feel like, f**k a n***a
Oh, now they on my d**k, "Ey, PG how you did it?"
I'm doin' buku numbers so I'm gettin' buku digits
They think they showin' love but I know they ain?t f**kin' wit' me
I got it out the mud that's why I feel like, f**k a n***a
Feel like f**k you, n***a
I can't trust you, n***a
Used to bust for n***a
Now don't even say what's up to n***a
Jackboy, how he did it
I did it wit' a glizzy
Swear to God, I was terrorizin' inner city
Swear to God, my new Glock came with some t**ties
Big extended clip, ooh, yeah, Jimmy
This a robbery, ooh, yeah, b*t*h gimme
Can't give the streets a break, my whole set busy
Pop a lot of sh*t, I'm f**kin' bad b*t*hes
I'm doin' buku numbers so I'm gettin' buku digits
They think they showin' love but I know they ain?t f**kin' wit' me
I got it out the mud that's why I feel like, f**k a n***a
Oh, now they on my d**k, "Ey, PG how you did it?"
I'm doin' buku numbers so I'm gettin' buku digits
They think they showin' love but I know they ain?t f**kin' wit' me
I got it out the mud that's why I feel like, f**k a n***a
