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​How We Make It Up

This song is by Dj Marc.

Intro/Chorus 50 cent (lloyd Banks):
Put'em up (x8)
Shawty when you party with me you goin' way past quarter to three (I said hands up)
I'm good in the V.I.P I got my hammer right here with me (I said hands up) You know when you party with crooks you gotta learn to respect the ??jokes??(I said hands up)
Eveything that includes the fame man shit ain't as sweet as it looks (I said hands up You know I put something on me man before I leave out of the car) We came to party

(Hook - 50 Cent)
This is how we do
We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club
This is how we do
Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love
This is how we do
We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club
This is how we do
Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love

(Verse I - Game)
Fresh like, unhh; Impala, unnh
Crome hyrdolics, 808 drums
You don't want, none
Nigga betta, run
When beef is on, I'll pop that, drum
Come get, some
Pistol grip, pump
If a nigga step on my white Air, Ones
Since red, rum
Ready here I, come
Compton, unh
Dre found me in the, slums
Sellin that skunk, one hand on my gun
I was sellin rocks when Master P was sayin' "Unnnh"
Buck pass the blunt
These G-Unit girls just wanna have, fun
Coke and rum
Got weed on the ton
I'm bangin' with my hand up her dress like, unh
I'll make her cum, purple haze in my lungs
Whole gang in the front in case a nigga wanna, stunt

(Verse II - 50 Cent)
I put Lamborghini doors on that Es-co-lade
Low pro's so low look like I'm riding on blades
In one year mang, a nigga's so paid
I have a straight bitch in the telly goin' both ways (Ah!)
Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me
I give it to ya just how you like it, girl
You know I'm rockin' with the best tre pound on my hip
Teflon on my chest

Verse 1 Lloyd Banks:
It feels so good to live sucka free I'm soakin it all up while your girls suckin me
In mean the world to her its nothin' but a nut to me look miss get a drink and let a mutha fucka be
Ima rap star who also be ridin' around in that car
2 in the front in the back got the plasma this ain't a free ride you gotta have the gas mile
I wouldn't buy a chick a pump that got asthma and I'm busy so I move a bit faster
You can't tell me yes if I don't ask ya huh ima bastard
Damn near showin his hand over the plastic 'cause they want to see ya man go in a casket
Rule number 1 keep your gun or get ya ass hit/That's it
Lights off and your bodies stiff/By the same niggas you used to party with

Chorus 50 cent (lloyd Banks):
Shawty when you party with me we goin' way past quarter to three (I said hands up)
I'm good in the V.I.P I got my hammer right here with me (I said hands up) You know when you party with crooks you gotta learn to respect the ??jokes??(I said hands up)
Eveything that includes the fame man shit ain't as sweet as it looks (I said hands up You know I put something on me man before I leave out of the car) We came to party
(You go tough talkin' at me you gonna leave out the club with a scar) We came to party
(We pop bottles like it's all free before I leave ima buy out the bar) We came to party

(You can order what you want its on me Ima G take a look at a star) We came to party

Whoo!
Roxanne,(3x)
(Its Khals bitches! Owww!) You don't have to turn off your red light...

(Fat Joe:)
Static!
Let's make it rain on these niggaz (Remix!)

(Lil Wayne:)
Yeah, I'm in this bitch with the terror
Gotta handful of stacks, better grab an umbrella
I make it rain, I make it rain (Remix!)
I'm in this bitch with the terror (We back! Let's go!)
Gotta handful of stacks, better grab an umbrella
I make it rain, I make it rain I make it rain on them hoes
I make it rain, I make it rain (Remix! Remix! We back!)
I make it rain, I make it rain on them hoes

(R. Kelly:)
If you drilling these chicks they like Major Payne
When I make it rain, they be like "yo... do it again"
From the club to the coupe, inside my gates
Up in my bedroom screaming that you're the snake
They was perty perty, and I was flirty flirty
Make It Rain (Remix)
Lil' dro, lil' bub now they getting' dirty dirty
Don't ax me what my name is, stupid bitch I'm famous
You gon' make me aim this
Leave your ass brainless
I'm tryin' to stay R&B
But these streets is a part of me
So don't get it twisted
You see I order one bottle, then I fuck with one model
Then I order more bottles, now I got more models
I'm from that city where them niggaz don't play mayn
I take a chick to my room like caveman
So ask your girlfriend my name, I bet she go
"Skeet skeet skeet, Weatherman 'bout to make it rain!"
Baby I make it flood, now you gon' need a boat

(Birdman:)
Fresh to death on 'em
We throwin' money on 'em
Stay fly, 25s when we ride on 'em
Alligator suede, custom with the shades
Make it snow in the club, bitches know we paid
Stay shy rockin' Gucci in the Bentley (Super fly)
White rose for my broad on them 23s
Goin' to the club, nigga in a new fleet
All red doors up, doin' it like a real G

Yeah, I'm in this bitch with the terror
Gotta handful of stacks, better grab an umbrella
I make it rain, I make it rain (Remix!)
I'm in this bitch with the terror (We back! Let's go!)
Gotta handful of stacks, better grab an umbrella
I make it rain, I make it rain I make it rain on them hoes
I make it rain, I make it rain (Remix! Remix! We back!)