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U Know How It Be (feat. Milf Melly) Video (MV)






Kerwin Clemens - U Know How It Be (feat. Milf Melly) Lyrics




Lot of enemies tryna come for me
Moving with the two baby I'm not Tupac
Talking out your neck'll get your goons popped
Told my doggie I can't shoot I'm smoking moonrock
Yuh

You Pi'erre come and f*ck with me
Tell that bad bitch come in here I need some company
Yeah
All I speak is cheese
Ooo that guapanese
Yeah
Dog gone keep the 30 only 23
Lot of enemies tryna come for me
Imma load the glizzy
Make em bleed they confronting me
City got a lot of f*ckin beats
They all come from me
Undercover jeans for the free
You know how it be
Yuh yuh
Yuh yuh yuh

You know how it be
You know how it go
I can't love no thottie
I can't love no hoe
Bitches walk right out my life
Shit I'll hold the doe
Pull up to the scene w some shit you ain't seen before
Jeremy Scott's with the rocks looking like a lick
All blue face Hunnits looking like a crip
Yo Bitch such a dub
She can't get no love
That bitch can't touch me
Miss me w that hug
Bitch I love smiling
Gotta show my gold slugs
If you want I can get it
Something like a plug
Nah that bitch don't love me
She use me for my drugs
But shit that's how it be
Sigh shoulder shrug

Package out the west
I do that shit for fun
Groupie bitches wanna f*ck
I can't fall in love
Yuh
That bitch she a dub
Pass her to my blood
That boy talking bout some slugs
I ain't trippin none
On the east I got the plug
Go an show me sumn
Get it brackin on the block
And we still pouring up
Yeah
Bitch I'm at the trap and we still going up
Throw it up for my blood
Take it back to ones
Yuh yuh yuh yuh
Throw it up for my blood
Take it back to ones
Yuh yuh
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Lot of enemies tryna come for me
Moving with the two baby I'm not Tupac
Talking out your neck'll get your goons popped
Told my doggie I can't shoot I'm smoking moonrock
Yuh

You Pi'erre come and f*ck with me
Tell that bad bitch come in here I need some company
Yeah
All I speak is cheese
Ooo that guapanese
Yeah
Dog gone keep the 30 only 23
Lot of enemies tryna come for me
Imma load the glizzy
Make em bleed they confronting me
City got a lot of f*ckin beats
They all come from me
Undercover jeans for the free
You know how it be
Yuh yuh
Yuh yuh yuh

You know how it be
You know how it go
I can't love no thottie
I can't love no hoe
Bitches walk right out my life
Shit I'll hold the doe
Pull up to the scene w some shit you ain't seen before
Jeremy Scott's with the rocks looking like a lick
All blue face Hunnits looking like a crip
Yo Bitch such a dub
She can't get no love
That bitch can't touch me
Miss me w that hug
Bitch I love smiling
Gotta show my gold slugs
If you want I can get it
Something like a plug
Nah that bitch don't love me
She use me for my drugs
But shit that's how it be
Sigh shoulder shrug

Package out the west
I do that shit for fun
Groupie bitches wanna f*ck
I can't fall in love
Yuh
That bitch she a dub
Pass her to my blood
That boy talking bout some slugs
I ain't trippin none
On the east I got the plug
Go an show me sumn
Get it brackin on the block
And we still pouring up
Yeah
Bitch I'm at the trap and we still going up
Throw it up for my blood
Take it back to ones
Yuh yuh yuh yuh
Throw it up for my blood
Take it back to ones
Yuh yuh
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