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BIG TYMERS
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This Is How We Do It
Lyricist：Byron O. Thomas, Bryan Williams
This is how we do it, where I'm from
Thuggin' in the club until I see the sun
Shine on my face, got the thing on my waist
Walkin' to my Escalade, tellin' niggas I'm not afraid
To let the nine sing out, let the ring out
Got one more minute till last call
Two drunk players leanin' on tha wall
Three crazy niggas screamin' alcohol
Four more niggas claimin' that they ball
Five bartenders and they all want leave
Six ugly bitches with some fucked up weaves
Seven dyke broads and they all look rough
Eight niggas hollerin', ‽Don't fuck with usâ€
Nine bitches runnin' off at the mouth
Ten bitches tryin' to hear what they talkin' 'bout
Eleven cute shorties in the whole damn club
Twelve wannabe, gonna be nuthin' but scrubs
Thirteen fights, niggas, bitches and dyke's
Fourteen police reading niggers they rights
Fifteen minutes on interstate-10
At the strip club we gon' do it again
This is how we do it, where I'm from
Thuggin' in the club until I see the sun
Shine on my face, got the thing on my waist
Walkin' to my Escalade, tellin' niggas I'm not afraid
To let the nine sing out, let the ring out
This is how we do it, where I'm from
Thuggin' in the club until I see the sun
Shine on my face, got the thing on my waist
Walkin' to my Escalade, tellin' niggas I'm not afraid
To let the nine sing out, let the ring out
Comin' through my hood on spinnin' blades
Mommy know my name, niggas know I don't play
Hop out the whip and we blaze in the shade
'Cuz I gotta get straight, got an ounce of that hate
Early birds don't play, makin' drops at the spots
We struggle but we hustle, man we hustle round the clock
Goin' to the club where the bottles gon' pop
We VIP niggas, so them bitches gon' jock
Back on them 23's, Escalade all green
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Cadillac lean, who that be nigga?
(Hello)
Oh, you know it be baby
He going to the club in somethin' updated
Porsche trucks, infinity gravy
Gotta give props to the man that made me
Red Gold, I start it went crazy
Afford to stunt, niggas, stay in y'all places
This is how we do it, where I'm from
Thuggin' in the club until I see the sun
Shine on my face, got the thing on my waist
Walkin' to my Escalade, tellin' niggas I'm not afraid
To let the nine sing out, let the ring out
Picture me and yo misses lit up like Christmas
I look her in her eyes and ask her can she kiss me
I do you but never ever him, he is a wimp
And you is a pimp then she go down to my brown
One eyed big guy, hear that sound
Slurp slurp, take that spit
Turn everything off brush
Check out my outfit
I'm in the club smokin' buds with my thugs
Mommy show me love and I never been a scrub
I'm walkin' out, thought lil' One had a grudge
But he show me love, so I hit em' with a dub
(That's nuthin' lil' one)
I'm in an Escalade faded, waistline crazy
The yellow gold stealth, faded
Got the chrome nigga phaded
The hoes gon' love it but them busters gon' hate it
This is how we do it, where I'm from
Thuggin' in the club until I see the sun
Shine on my face, got the thing on my waist
Walkin' to my Escalade, tellin' niggas I'm not afraid
To let the nine sing out, let the ring out
This is how we do it, where I'm from
Thuggin' in the club until I see the sun
Shine on my face, got the thing on my waist
Walkin' to my Escalade, tellin' niggas I'm not afraid
To let the nine sing out, let the ring out
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