Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Why I do em Like that, artist - Westside Gunn.
Date of issue: 23.09.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Why I do em Like that |
Ayo |
Ayo |
Peace to cap peelers (Peace), drug dealers is illest |
They try to fill us with poison (Ah), sniffin' coke off of mirrors |
My Fear Of God’s half laced, mask faced |
For testers, they track race, call me self, you lack grace |
Benz and stacks, you can die and come back |
Die again and come back, I’ll still be the illest nigga alive (Ah) |
I’ll be live in the villa with your bitch takin' ginger |
Send a postcard, Versace trunks on in the winter |
Why God so precise with firearms? |
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, |
boom, boom) |
Now you lyin' dyin' in your baby mommy arms (Ah) |
New Gianni chopper for my bodyguards, Tommy Gun swarms (Doot, doot, doot, doot, |
doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot) |
Fours, Tom Ford Goretex off jugg |
Encore at the Off-White store, who rolling the dice? |
(Doot, doot, doot, doot, |
doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot) |
I’ll take your life for 'em (I take your life for 'em, doot, doot, doot, doot, |
doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot,) |
Ayo, dick sucks at the Four Seasons (At the Four Seasons) |
Caught two bodies for no reason (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, |
boom) |
Lord, why I do 'em like that (Why I do 'em like that? Lord, why I do 'em like |
that) |
Ayo, dick sucks at the Four Seasons (At the Four Seasons) |
Caught two bodies for no reason (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, |
boom) |
Lord, why I do 'em like that? |
(Why I do em like that? Lord, why I do em like |
that?) |
You saw me turn water into wine (Wine), ayy |
All I had to do was pop another bottle |
When you even saw me go and freeze time (Freeze time), ayy |
That Rollie’s drippin' like I spilled a water bottle (Look, uh, Essco) |
Walkin' 'round the house, dirty Glock with some clean bricks |
Clean Gucci socks, pass the mop, help me sweep shit (Ayy, ayy) |
Fuck her in my flops with my shorts on backwards (Ayy, ayy) |
She lovin' in the bed, it’s ten thousand on the mattress (All cash) |
Six bank accounts and got seven places to stash it |
Remember when we went and caught them plays inside the masses? |
(I swear) |
We went and rent them Bentley trucks and drove around Manhattan (I swear) |
The first time we brought on Maddison (I swear), we knew we wasn’t average (I |
swear) |
Uh, I’m so ready like '01 Nelly |
In a pair of Air Forces in a two tone Pelle (Oh) |
My flow heavy, the tide breakin' through the levee |
We was never worried, they was never ready, huh |
You never steady, you wishy-washy like a paddle boat |
Claim you captain, but you lookin' like your paddle broke (It's a wave) |
What’s actual is that you pussy with opinion (I swear) |
You just some hyper kids without your Ritalin (Bitch) |
Criminal minded, 'cause nigga we ain’t lawfully gifted |
All the atrocity we went through, it’s hard to forget it (I swear), uh |
I ask forgiveness and I flip these situations to a business |
I flip that business up into a million (Uh-huh) |
Ayo, dick sucks at the Four Seasons (At the Four Seasons) |
Caught two bodies for no reason (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, |
boom) |
Lord, why I do 'em like that? |
(Why I do 'em like that? Lord, why I do 'em like |
that?) |
Ayo, dick sucks at the Four Seasons (At the Four Seasons) |
Caught two bodies for no reason (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, |
boom) |
Lord, why I do 'em like that (Why I do 'em like that? Lord, why I do 'em like |
that?) |
The villainous |
My poetry gives you a taste |
Braids hang down to my waist |
Thoughts gettin' evil, can’t wait to see this nigga face |
When I make the call, snatch his wife |
Wait 'til you bring him there, then end her life |
Then mutilate his body, a hundred cuts or more |
Let the dogs eat his corpse, that’ll settle the score |