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nickoe & honeykomb brazy - how u do dat lyrics

[intro: nickoe]
(cocaine earl, you’re muscle mind)
uh, how you do that?
look
(unc’, earl coco made this beat)

[chorus: nickoe]
she say, “how the f+ck you do that?”
told her, “ain’t no n+gga like me”
yeah, call this b+tch my twin, i be with that gen, like we siamese
yeah, i be in the hood, everyday, ain’t hard to find me
i ain’t the one to play with, nah, n+gga ain’t finna be tryin’ me
yeah, i’m a field n+gga, real n+gga on my id
n+gga, you ‘posed to have knew that
ran that sh+t up quick, lil’ b+tch like, “how the f+ck you do that?”
we gon’ step on sh+t, n+gga, you ain’t stepped on sh+t, your shoe don’t do that
i know how to drop a one up in a pot and bring a two back

[verse 1: nickoe]
i come through, it seem like i play for the saints
they be like, “who dat?”
baby, i could do the broke n+gga can’t’s, i thought you knew that
i don’t never see these n+ggas at the bank
i got some new racks
old school, i spent a bankroll on a pint
load comin’, beep, beep
that’s that truck backin’ up
i be still hands+on, n+gga, weigh it, back it up
no hook got the cheapest ticket, got these n+ggas mad at us
i done did a quarter+ticket in a month, add it up
i’ma shine on ’em, smile in they face, i went to johnny
i ain’t even tryna talk, n+gga, you ain’t talkin’ ’bout no money
i ain’t even tryna f+ck, lil’ b+tch, i turn you to a runner
n+gga, i could turn your trap up, on the numbers
[chorus: nickoe]
she say, “how the f+ck you do that?”
told her, “ain’t no n+gga like me”
yeah, call this b+tch my twin, i be with that gen, like we siamese
yeah, i be in the hood, everyday, ain’t hard to find me
i ain’t the one to play with, nah, n+gga ain’t finna be tryin’ me
yeah, i’m a field n+gga, real n+gga on my id
n+gga, you ‘posed to have knew that
ran that sh+t up quick, lil’ b+tch like, “how the f+ck you do that?”
we gon’ step on sh+t, n+gga, you ain’t stepped on sh+t, your shoe don’t do that
i know how to drop a one up in a pot and bring a two back

[verse 2: honeykomb brazy]
you know bray (bray), that b+tch get up in that booth, speakin’ true facts (true facts)
this sh+t crazy, it’s like these rap+n+ggas mad they see you back
press the gas (skrrt), they gon’ try and wide your wave, like a durag
watch i skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, sweep that sh+t up, too fast
if my dog tellin’, i’ma do his ass, like melly (do his ass, like melly)
boom, boom, boom, boom (what that is?)
that’s a .357 (oh my, god)
(b) he a convicted felon
(b) you know he really deadly
(we) we had n+ggas squashin’ beef, like they was tryna cook spaghetti
(ayy, homie, you need some help?)
i’m like a west, when i step (a west, when i step)
i’m like pooty tang, with that belt, leave a n+gga ass with some welts (belt, come on, come on, come on)
and i’m a real street n+gga, 2018, i made my ig
and i did that for that rap sh+t, i ain’t never had a id (i ain’t never had a id, bray)
[chorus: nickoe]
she say, “how the f+ck you do that?”
told her, “ain’t no n+gga like me”
yeah, call this b+tch my twin, i be with that gen, like we siamese
yeah, i be in the hood, everyday, ain’t hard to find me
i ain’t the one to play with, nah, n+gga ain’t finna be tryin’ me
yeah, i’m a field n+gga, real n+gga on my id
n+gga, you ‘posed to have knew that
ran that sh+t up quick, lil’ b+tch like, “how the f+ck you do that?”
we gon’ step on sh+t, n+gga, you ain’t stepped on sh+t, your shoe don’t do that
i know how to drop a one up in a pot and bring a two back

- nickoe honeykomb brazy lyrics

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