BIG TYMERS - This Is How We Do LYRICS

[Chorus, Mannie Fresh x1]
This how we do it, where I'm from
Thuggin in the club until I see the sun
Shi-ine, on my face, got the gun on my waist
Walkin to my escalade, tellin boys im not afraid, to let the iron
sing out, let the ring out.

[Mannie Fresh]
Got one more minute, hold that call
2 Drunk players leanin on tha wall
3 crazy dudes screamin alcohol
4 More youngins claimin that they ball
5 Bartenders and they all want leave
6 ugly chicks with some hooked up weaves
7 Other niggaz and they all look rough
8 thugs hollerin y'all don't want it with us
9 broads runnin off at the mouth
10 broads tryin to hear what they talkin bout
11 cute shorties that will hold that club
12 wannabe, gonna be, nuthin but scrubs
13 fights, sticks, bottles and pipes
14 police reading people they rights
15 minutes on interstate-10
at the strip club, we gon' do it again

[chorus, Mannie Fresh X2]

[Baby]
Comin thru my hood on spinnin blades
mommy know my name, homey know I don't play
hop out the whip and we deal in the shade
cuz I gotta get straight, got an ounce of that grey
early birds dont play, makin drops at the spots
we stuggle but we hustle, man we hustle round the clock
goin to the club where the bottles gon pop
we VIP homey, so them hoes gon jock
ay, ay
back on them 23s, Escalade all green, Cadillac lean, who that be nigga? (Hello)
oh, you know it be Baby, he going to the club in somethin updated
Porsche trucks, Infinity graded
gotta give props to the man that made me
Red Gold, I start it went crazy
Afford to stunt, niggaz, stay in y'all places

[chorus, Mannie Fresh X1]

[Mannie Fresh]
Picture me and yo misses, lit up like Chris