How We Do It

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We got the Phantoms on deck, lambo on the side, chevy sittin high yeah bitch that's how we ride That's how we do it x7 We posted up up in the club, bottles on ice, pockets full of hundred and we got the cheapest price That's how we do it x7 Lil Boosie Let me tell you how I rock, pocket full of rocks, bottle in the air, livin without a care Let me tell you what I like, head with cold sprite Let me tell you what I hate, haters with no cake Let me tell you what I make, money with big stacks Let me tell you why they hatin, cuz I young , rich, and black Hoes lick my nutsack, rose by the six pack, skeet that shit off in they mouth (opps!) and I ain't feel bad Gotta have my funds straight, time flyin gotta have my sons straight so they can shine Wake up to get it up I hope you on the grind, cuz if you bullshitn' you'll get lapped this time Im on the money makin mission got me handling bucks Been countin money for so long my fuckin hands cramp up Get my keys I be ridin, put my b's in my pocket Keep ridin dirty cuz the people cant stop it Chorus Webbie Hustlin, 50 streets back against the wall Scarred up since I was small, ive been through some shit to ball The heat was on I couldn't stop, I had to let the cannons pop The Bentleys fallin through the roof and now Im standin at the top Grindin with my nigga B, finally where im supposed to be I know my boy watchin over me still I keep my shit close to me Im doin this for my nigga T, specially for my nigga Mell Specially for my niggas doin the L and getting outta jail What ever be good as hell it aint nothin on a nigga plate Hungry than a motherfucka a hustla eat a nigga face Imma keep it trill you can chill but time aint gon wait You betta go head and get your paper before it get to late Had to set myself straight at to set myself a goal By 2010 im tryin to have a hundred million more 52 foot ceiling you cant touch it marble on the floor Webbie trillest nigga I aint doin nothing but get my hustle on Chorus Lil trill Imma start this thing for my dog B, trill fam, trill ent Deaf kids look up to me so I gotta be all I can be And I grind hard just to get this far, love my pops for what he did Never thought I'd be this big, never thought I'd be this kid I do it big but I keep my stacks From big money to big racks You got a check then we can talk, if you aint got it then you can walk I do my thang betta ask around, chevy whip sittin off the ground Burnin rubber throughout your town, ohh yeah boy we get it down No blue cars black cars now, couldn't see me through an ultrasound Too far like a mile long, im getting money like Mulan Imma buy a house, buy my own estate Been hungry eat your whole plate Never turn on your main mayne or you'll crash like an airplane Trill fam that's till the end, we all family can be friends Hustle hard for your dividends, loyalty never defense That crooked man cant be your friend, betta leave that boy alone Or he will leave you all alone Time to start from scratch homes Chrous.