[Chorus, Mannie Fresh x1]
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This how we do it, where I'm from
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Thuggin in the club until I see the sun
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Shi-ine, on my face, got the gun on my waist
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Walkin to my escalade, tellin niggas im not afraid, to let the nine
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sing out, let the ring out.
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[Mannie Fresh]
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Got one more minute till last call
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2 Drunk players leanin on tha wall
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3 crazy niggas screamin alcohol
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4 More niggas claimin that they ball
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5 Bartenders and they all want leave
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6 ugly bitches with some hooked up weaves
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7 dyke broads and they all look rough
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8 niggas hollerin don't fuck with us
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9 bitches runnin off at the mouth
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10 bitches tryin to hear what they talkin bout
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11 cute shorties in the whole damn club
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12 wannabe, gonna be, nuthin but scrubs
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13 fights, niggas, bitches and dice
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14 police reading niggas they rights
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15 minutes on interstate-10
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at the strip club, we gon' do it again
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[chorus, Mannie Fresh X2]
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[Baby]
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Comin thru my hood on spinnin blades
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mommy know my name, niggas know I don't play
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hop out the whip and we blaze in the shade
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cuz I gotta get straight, got an ounce of that hate
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early birds dont play, makin drops at the spots
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we stuggle but we hustle, man we hustle round the clock
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goin to the club where the bottles gon pop
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we VIP niggas so them bitches gon jock
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ay, ay
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back on them 23s, Escalade all green, Cadillac lean, who that be nigga? (Hello)
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oh, you know it be Baby, he going to the club in somethin updated
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Porsche trucks, Infinity graded
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gotta give props to the man that made me
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Red Gold, I start it went crazy
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Afford to stunt, niggaz, stay in y'all places
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[chorus, Mannie Fresh X1]
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[Mannie Fresh]
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Picture me and yo misses, lit up like Christmas
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I look her in her eyes and ask her can she kiss me
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I do you, but never ever him
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He is a wimp, and you is a pimp
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Then she go down, to my brown
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One eye big guy hear that sound
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Slurp Slurp, take that spit
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Turn everything off bruh [music stops]
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Check out my outfit [music starts]
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[Baby]
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I'm in the club, smokin buzz with my thugs
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Hoes show me love and I never been a scrub
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I'm walkin out, thought Lil One had a grudge, she only wanted love, so I hit em' with a dub
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(thats nuthin lil one)
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I'm in an Escalade faded, waistline crazy
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The yellow gold stealth, faded
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Glock packin, with the chrome cocked back
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the hood gon' luv it, but them busters gon hate it.
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[chorus X2]
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[music fades]
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This Is How We Do
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Big Tymers |