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How Did We Know?

πŸ‘€ Baby Smoove β€’ 🎼 Mr.Perfect β€’ ⏱️ 2:29
🎡 2338 characters
⏱️ 2:29 duration
πŸ†” ID: 5422042

πŸ“œ Lyrics

(Marc boomin, this you?) (On the first day of our love)
(You brought me incense and a flower)
(On the first day, how could we know) I'm sick, she taking to me like that
(That ours was a love that would not last) ayy

I'ma get the money, let you niggas have the hoes
Just dropped a six, in an hour I got a show
I can smell the pussy nigga, it be reeking off they clothes
I'm wearing off-White, forgot I bought it, I was blown
Seven thousand all dubs, 'bout to spend it on clothes
Off juice every day, I can't sleep without a pole
Go get you some money, that other shit getting old
Trying to play it like it's sweet, I had shit getting bold

He just got two bricks, he don't really know a load
Sipping cream sodas, I ain't fucking with PatrΓ³n
Her head too good, got me changing up my tone
I sell anything but my motherfucking soul
On the road with some fire, I don't wanna go home
Back in high school, I was trying to touch in bo'
I got a zip and a Glock in my motherfucking coat
I just put a deuce of Wock' in this little 24

(On the first day of our love) you know
(You brought me incense and a flower) hair of red (uh-huh), a good dial pad
(On the first day, how could we know) (yeah, bunch of Mr. Perfect shit-shit, you know) oh shit
(That ours was a love that would not last)

I ain't focused on these hoes, you won't ever really win
These bitches do whatever for some petty ass revenge
I'ma kick it with my self, everybody acts weird
Bitch, I drink lean, not no motherfucking beer
'Bout to put solitaires in my motherfucking ear
Old hoes on my line, heard I'm 'bout to sign a deal
I get her gone for real as soon as he gets a seal
We gon' hold that chopper when shit gets real

Kick it with the clerk, I'm trying to work, let's cut a deal
The number on the blows 'bout to bang out a zero
Bitch, I hit the set and go to Saks for my apparel
I ain't into saving hoes, you be trying to be the hero
My dawg off an eight, I'm just hoping he alive
Turned myself into a boss, can't no bitch hurt my pride
Your nigga ain't a shooter, he can't make it to Belle Isle
It be looking like a circus when your whole gang around

(On the first day of our love) uh-huh
(You brought me incense and a flower) ok, what else happened?
(On the first day, how could we know) how we know?
(That ours was a love that would not last) oh, it's harder to imagine

⏱️ Synced Lyrics

[00:00.04] (Marc boomin, this you?) (On the first day of our love)
[00:04.81] (You brought me incense and a flower)
[00:09.49] (On the first day, how could we know) I'm sick, she taking to me like that
[00:14.25] (That ours was a love that would not last) ayy
[00:18.52] I'ma get the money, let you niggas have the hoes
[00:20.82] Just dropped a six, in an hour I got a show
[00:23.04] I can smell the pussy nigga, it be reeking off they clothes
[00:25.48] I'm wearing off-White, forgot I bought it, I was blown
[00:27.74] Seven thousand all dubs, 'bout to spend it on clothes
[00:29.88] Off juice every day, I can't sleep without a pole
[00:32.44] Go get you some money, that other shit getting old
[00:34.64] Trying to play it like it's sweet, I had shit getting bold
[00:36.89] He just got two bricks, he don't really know a load
[00:39.50] Sipping cream sodas, I ain't fucking with PatrΓ³n
[00:41.55] Her head too good, got me changing up my tone
[00:44.14] I sell anything but my motherfucking soul
[00:46.31] On the road with some fire, I don't wanna go home
[00:48.93] Back in high school, I was trying to touch in bo'
[00:50.76] I got a zip and a Glock in my motherfucking coat
[00:53.25] I just put a deuce of Wock' in this little 24
[00:56.46] (On the first day of our love) you know
[01:00.71] (You brought me incense and a flower) hair of red (uh-huh), a good dial pad
[01:05.76] (On the first day, how could we know) (yeah, bunch of Mr. Perfect shit-shit, you know) oh shit
[01:10.20] (That ours was a love that would not last)
[01:14.19] I ain't focused on these hoes, you won't ever really win
[01:16.57] These bitches do whatever for some petty ass revenge
[01:18.98] I'ma kick it with my self, everybody acts weird
[01:21.27] Bitch, I drink lean, not no motherfucking beer
[01:23.42] 'Bout to put solitaires in my motherfucking ear
[01:25.92] Old hoes on my line, heard I'm 'bout to sign a deal
[01:28.47] I get her gone for real as soon as he gets a seal
[01:30.46] We gon' hold that chopper when shit gets real
[01:32.94] Kick it with the clerk, I'm trying to work, let's cut a deal
[01:35.26] The number on the blows 'bout to bang out a zero
[01:37.81] Bitch, I hit the set and go to Saks for my apparel
[01:39.76] I ain't into saving hoes, you be trying to be the hero
[01:42.38] My dawg off an eight, I'm just hoping he alive
[01:44.36] Turned myself into a boss, can't no bitch hurt my pride
[01:46.95] Your nigga ain't a shooter, he can't make it to Belle Isle
[01:49.03] It be looking like a circus when your whole gang around
[01:52.24] (On the first day of our love) uh-huh
[01:56.81] (You brought me incense and a flower) ok, what else happened?
[02:01.39] (On the first day, how could we know) how we know?
[02:05.94] (That ours was a love that would not last) oh, it's harder to imagine
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