Why I do em Like that Song Lyrics

Description:- Why I do em Like that Lyrics Westside Gunn ft. Billie Essco & Keisha Plum are Provided in this article. This is a new song which is sang by famous Singer Westside Gunn. This song is from Hitler Wears Hermes 8: Side B album. This song will release on 24 September 2021.

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Song:– Why I do em Like that

Singer:– Westside Gunn

Featuring:– Billie Essco & Keisha Plum

Album:– Hitler Wears Hermes 8: Side B

Producer:– Camoflauge Monk

Written:– Camoflauge Monk, Westside Gunn, Keisha Plum & Billie Essco

Label:– Griselda

Why I do em Like that Lyrics Westside Gunn ft. Billie Essco & Keisha Plum

[Intro: Westside Gunn]
Ayo
Ayo

[Verse 1: Westside Gunn]
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,)

[Chorus: Westside Gunn, Westside Gunn & Billie Essco]
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? )

[Verse 2: Billie Essco]
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 Ricks
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)

[Chorus: Westside Gunn]
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?)

[Outro: Keisha Plum]
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