How We Do (’93 Til Freestyle #3) lyrics

by

2Pac


[Intro: Freddie Gibbs]
Yeah
Still too cool to love these hoes
All I wanna do is f*ck these hoes
Still too cool to love these hoes
All I wanna do is f*ck these hoes
(I love you, Freddie)

[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
Once upon a time 'round '99 (Yeah)
I took a chick to the prom with a big behind (Aye)
She had a cute face, a thin waist, a bright smile (Yeah)
Titties mediocre, but ass was like, blaow
Might have been two thou' when I met that hoe
But on the low I used to sweat that hoe, I had to let that go
'Cause baby had me with a hell of a crush (Yeah)
Love letters on her locker, I ain't give no f*ck
What other n*ggas thought about me (Still don't)
'Cause I was all about we, me and her 'til I D-I-E (Yeah)
Made me want to do some sh*t like carve her name in a tree
Like we was K-I-S-S-I-N-G
But little did I know she had a dude
With hella money, hella jewels, I was just another n*gga in school (Yeah)
A straight fool, for thinking I was special or different (Yeah)
Lost my respect for the rest of the b*tches (Ha)
I played hoes and shank hoes for bankrolls (Rolls)
Never thought they'd fill my heart with pain though
I would laugh when a broad made my n*ggas feel blue (Yeah)
But the jokes ain't funny when the joke's on you (Haha)
Let me stroke something boo, let me get that pearl (Yeah)
Touch your softest spot, let me in your world (Come on)
And you can be his girl, and that n*gga can remain your man (Uh huh)
Freddie G'll be your back-up plan
[Hook] x2
It’s how we do
Cause why have one when a n*gga can have two
Three or four hoes I like the ass brand new
Just f*ck with me and I'll stay true
“I love you"
Yeah yeah, I love you too

It's how we do, do, do-do-do
It's how we do, do, do-do-do
It's how we do, do, do-do-do

[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
I had a bad b*tch from Nap named Nicole
Nicole used to keep a n*gga di*k on swole (Yeah)
She knew I had a girlfriend, but she love my pole
And when she saw me with my woman, then she lost control
And went crazy, "Freddie I can't believe you played me (Man)
People told me that n*ggas from the G was shady (Yeah)
You forgot you didn't wear a rubber when you laid me
I'm pregnant and it's your baby" (sh*t)
Hell of a bind, these hoes put me through a hell of a time (Real)
Met a girl last year that I thought was mine (Yeah)
Came all the way to NY to see me rhyme
Flew her ass out to LA for Christmas time
And sh*t was fine, we on the same beat
And she ain't got a problem with me being in the street
I know I ain't her one and only, but I'm hoping I ain't one of many
Baby pretty, but she tryna play me silly, 'cause she really
Wasn't thinkin' 'bout religion when she tell me the di*k bomb
But then she up and left me 'cause I practice Islam
I guess Mom told her that the boy ain't right (Yeah)
And she gon' pray to Jesus Christ to take me out of her life
And out of her sight, she keep it undercover (Yeah)
I really used to mean it when I told her that I love her (For real)
But now I know that love is a four letter word
Like f*ck and sh*t
So love, you can suck my di*k
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