Traphik - How U Doin lyrics

[Chorus: D-Pryde] How you doing b**h, how you doing? (How you doing?) How you doing b**h, how you doing? (How you doing?) How you doing b**h, how you doing? (How you doing?) How you doing b**h, how you doing? (How you doing?) How you doing b**h, how you doing? (How you doing?) How you doing b**h, how you doing? (How you doing?) How you doing b**h, how you doing? (How you doing?) How you doing b**h, how you doing? (yeah?, look) (How you..) [Verse: D-Pryde] She hit my line (Yeah ho!) b**h whatsup (whatsup) Caught a kid, don't start a kid. Baby who you love, who you love? (Who you love?) Ain't you trynna get on my case, I ain't got no minutes to waste If you trynna talk, but some feelings caught, b**h get up out of my face. (Uh.) Bare with me now, be wifey. Got a new chick, she team light skin Hashtag on that fat a**, your chick a duck, no AFLAC Cup a drink, pa** that. Ain't nobody tryna get called up. Bring it on up, any rapper wanna talk? He gonna get slaughtered Get off my nuts. (Yah!) Keep it posted like Fedex too, my boots doc no medical She call my phone when I'm all alone, but when I'm with the brodies dont text me bro And if you trynna get s**ual, I ain't trynna sugar coat sh** You could get straight to the point, lay with your boy How you doing b**h, how you doing b**h? (Ah, how you..) [Chorus: D-Pryde] [Verse: Traphik] (Yeah, what up b**h?) I say b**h how you doing, if you lonely get to know me. (Hi!) Send a winky face emoji, so I know you wanna blow me. (Yeah!) My noodle make you cheesed, you can call that macaroni booty Call up on my line, and I say ride up on my pony What time A.M. or P.M. can I slide up in your DM's? My phone said they were read so don't tell me you ain't see ‘em (What?) Trynna hit me with that curve, I say girl you got some nerve But you text me two weeks later like its nothing, b**h swerve So, tell me what it is when I'm trying to get it in, and you steady bull sh**ting that payin' (Ha!) I send the dick pick and you click-click. Now you on your knees, but you know you ain't praying Imma let you, ain't no pressure. Just don't front like you're very up tight I'm just saying girl, I'm Asian. I eat that cat like a stereotype [Ah!] [Chorus: D-Pryde] How you?