Big Tymers - This is How We Do lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

This how we do it, where I'm from
I'm thuggin' in the club, until I see the sun
Shi-ine, on my face, got the gun on my waist
Walkin to my Escalade
Tell them niggas I'm not afraid
To let the ni-ine, sing out, it can ring out
This how we do it, where I'm from
I'm thuggin' in the club, until I see the sun
Shi-ine, on my face, got the gun on my waist
Walkin to my Escalade
Tell them niggas I'm not afraid
To let the ni-ine, sing out, it can ring out

Got one more minute, hold that call
Two drunk players leaning on the 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 dyked broads and they all look rough
Eight niggas hollerin', "don't fuck wit us"
Nine bitches runnin' off at the mouth
Ten bitches trying to hear
What they talkin' about
Eleven cute shorties in the whole damn club
Twelve wannabe, gonna be, nothin' but scrubs
Thirteen fights, niggas, bitches and dykes
Fourteen police reading niggas they rights
Fifteen minutes on interstate-10
At the strip club, we gon' do it again - whoa

This how we do it, where I'm from
I'm thuggin' in the club, until I see the sun
Shi-ine, on my face, got the gun on my waist
Walkin to my Escalade
Tell them niggas I'm not afraid
To let the ni-ine, sing out, it can ring out
This how we do it, where I'm from
I'm thuggin' in the club, until I see the sun
Shi-ine, on my face, got the gun on my waist
Walkin to my Escalade
Tell them niggas I'm not afraid
To let the ni-ine, sing out, it can ring out

Comin' through my hood on spinnin' blades
Mami know my name, niggas know I don't play
Jump out the whip, and we blaze in the shade
Cause I gotta get straight
Got an ounce of that haze
Early birds don't play
Makin' drops in the spots
We struggle, but we hustle
Man we hustle 'round the clock
Goin' to the club, where the bottles gon' pop
We VIP nigga, so them bitches gon' jock
Laid Back on them 23s
Escalade all green, Cadillac lean
Who that be nigga? (Hello)
You know that be Baby
He goin' 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
As for this stuntin? niggas
Stay in y'all places

This how we do it, where I'm from
I'm thuggin' in the club, until I see the sun
Shi-ine, on my face, got the gun on my waist
Walkin to my Escalade
Tell them niggas I'm not afraid
To let the ni-ine, sing out, it can ring out
This how we do it, where I'm from
I'm thuggin' in the club, until I see the sun
Shi-ine, on my face, got the gun on my waist
Walkin to my Escalade
Tell them niggas I'm not afraid
To let the ni-ine, sing out, it can ring out

Pimp, picture me and your misses
Lit up like Christmas
I look her in her eyes
And ask her could she kiss this
I do you, but never ever him
He is a wimp, and you is a pimp
Then she goes down, to my brown
One eye, big guy, hear that sound?
Slurp, slurp, take that spit (music stops)
Turn everything off bruh
Check out my outfit (music resumes)

I'm in the club smokin' buds with my thugs
Hoes show me love, and I never been a scrub
I'm walkin' out
Thought lil' one had a grudge
She the one he love, so I hit 'em with a dub
(that's nothin' lil' one)
I'm in an Escalade faded, waistline crazy
The yellow-gold stealth, faded
Got the chrome, nigga, plated
Hoes gon' love it
But these busters gon' hate it

This how we do it, where I'm from
I'm thuggin' in the club, until I see the sun
Shi-ine, on my face, got the gun on my waist
Walkin to my Escalade
Tell them niggas I'm not afraid
To let the ni-ine, sing out, it can ring out
This how we do it, where I'm from
I'm thuggin' in the club, until I see the sun
Shi-ine, on my face, got the gun on my waist
Walkin to my Escalade
Tell them niggas I'm not afraid
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