Lyrics How We Do It - Lil Boosie feat. Webbie & Lil Trill
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.
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