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Know How I Get Lyrics – Baby Rich

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Know How I Get Song details :

Song : Know How I Get
Singer : Baby Rich & DDG
Music : Baby Rich & DDG
Lyrics : Baby Rich & DDG
Label : DDG

Know How I Get Lyrics – Baby Rich

Uh..uh..uh..uh..uh..
You Know How I Get,
Uh..uh..uh..uh..uh..
You Know How I Get,

Uh..uh..uh..uh..uh..
I Need Your Love,
Uh..uh..uh..uh..uh..
You Know How I Get.

Stop All That Capping,
I Took The Wok’ To Poland Like Yachty.
And Drunk It And Don’t Know What Happen,
Same Shit That I Told The Police

When They Asked ’bout That Body,
I Don’t Know What Happened..
Bitch I’m So Fly I Gave Her Jetlag,
And We Fucking Backseat Of The Challenger..
Told Her Call Me Abe,
Cause No We Not Lincoln..

I Don’t See Your Name On The Calendar,
Way Too Convinced They Don’t Want Me To Win..
They Paying The Ref If You Ask Me,
The Whip Like A Taxi I’m Picking Up Bitches..

They Pay Me With Head In The Backseat,
She Said She A Model But Ain’t Been In Vogue..
So She Get The Seats In The Nosebleed,
I’m Sitting In Front Where The Coach Be..

Uh..uh..uh..uh..uh..
You Know How I Get..
Uh..uh..uh..uh..uh..
You Know How I Get..

Uh..uh..uh..uh..uh..
I Need Your Love.
Uh..uh..uh..uh..uh..
You Know How I Get..

Yeah.
You’ve Been Asking All These Questions,
Now I Got Some Time..
Way That I’ve Been Feeling..

Girl Tonight You Mines..
Getting To That Money Watch It Multiply,
It Ain’t No Secret Girl You..

You Know How I Get When I See My Account,
Remember Them Times When A Nigga Had Nothing..
And Now You Just Sleep On The Couch,
But Now She See Zero’s And Zero’s And Zero’s..
And Now I’m Here Dicking Her Out

I’m Tossing Her Ass Around,
From Car To The Bed To Bed To The Kitchen..
To Back To The Bed Now We Back On The Couch..

Back Of The Back,
She Ain’t Ever Seen Nothing This Nice..
She Don’t Know How To Act Around Me
She Know I’m Fucking Her Friend And She Got A Man..

But She Player, She Keeping It P.
I Can’t Be Fucking On Fans, Got Too Many Bands,
So I’m Only Gon’ Fuck With Elites..
I Gotta Come In Again, Again And Again,
Beat It Up Like Muhammad Ali..

Being This Status, I Average A Quarter A Month,
Bitch I Ain’t Passing My Blunt..
I’m Tryna Lock In The Stu’, Till I Go Number One,
Zooted Gon’ Go To The Top..

I’m Tryna Shit On My Exes And Stand On My Opps,
I Got A Beam On A Glock..
Niggas Be Thinking Shit Sweet,
Till A Nigga Get Popped..

Uh..uh..uh..uh..uh..
You Know How I Get.
Uh..uh..uh..uh..uh..
You Know How I Get.

Uh..uh..uh..uh..uh..
I Need Your Love.
Uh..uh..uh..uh..uh..
You Know How I Get.

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