Lil` Wayne How We Do Freestyle Lyrics

How We Do Freestyle Lyrics

[Boo]


B-O-O


gets dat dough


plain rose
gold


why I got yo ho


dont even mention da flow


I dont even like rap


I just do it for da scraps


got chrome on my lac


toast on my lap


cruisin through
the city


fox fur on my back


man you niggas is wack


plus this young money cream got me actin like dat


'cause
nowadays i aint gotta package dat crack


keep ties to da streets so
I aint gotta go back


certified pimp


bonafide mack


i just really fall back


i dont chase dat cat


'cause lil boo just aint no good


westside of CHI


where shit get so hood


nigga act tough then he gon get laid
down


look in my face nigga i dont play round


holla
at





[Mack Maine]


Mack Maine uh


real as they come


tommy on me aint a hilfiger son


grip max da blow


pitch black da clothes


black dickie
fit


black hat


black girbauds


whip past my
foes


in somethin he caint afford


nah i aint talkion
bout honda accord


young money


we tour


bad
bitches adore


they let us all up in the valores


they
say im so hood


puff dat good good


my freaks give good
head


they all got good jug


be in a black truck


hittin dat kill bill


im probly wit izzel


baby
you probly wit trill real


runnin wit hotspitta


you know
dat we g'd up


and hell yeah back in da g


we was
reed-up


im bout have seed


gotta to raise my seed up


now all my dogs in da bing


nigga just feed up





[Lil' Wayne]


I got dat all black porsche


on dem double black buttons


blend in so well


look
like im ridin on nothin


talk a lotta shit but i aint lyin on
nothin


she love my satin sheets like she lyin on nothin


weezy f baby bitch


if ya dont say da baby


ya make me
sick


young money baby girl


take these dicks


da new AKs got crazy grip


hottest of da hot bitch


recognize da nigga


lookin at my chain like ya lookin at a
mirror


i aint got no lamborghini doors on dat escalade


imma just go get da lamborghini instead


down south dread


insane for da bread


dont give my name to da feds


'cause they say im so grove


im hot so stove


me and
money is like khakis and polos


Weezy





[Curren$y]


Why am I so fly


i dont know


why am i so high


dats da dro


is dat a CL5


oh for sho


who you got inside


some other nigga ho


Currency da hotspitta


he a g


bitches take me
out to eat


and you'll be eatin bitches out


one thang
about da kid


to da cold i spit


if she aint bout suckin
and fuckin


she aint comin to my house


yeah


niggas know how I do it


when I was in school wit my all black
gucci's


sittin in da back of da class actin stupid


or
in C-Murder truck takin bitches to da movies


aw naw hotspitta
dog


back up in da heezy baby


he's so disrespectful to
these ladies


I curse em out and all they say is 


"You
so crazy"