LIL' KEKE & SLIM THUG - This How We Do lyrics

rate me

(feat. Late Nite)

[talking]

7-1-3, Slim Thug, Lil' Ke

Doing it up with Mr. Lee, Nodd Factor, CMG

Boss Hogg, Big Unit, big primping

No tricking, what, this how we do it mayn, 2003

[Slim Thug]

I'm relaxing on the seven day, Carnival Cruise mayn just

Living the lifestyle, of the rich and the famous

Sipping margarita mix, with one of my model chicks

She's a hottie perfect body, 36-24-36

It's a beautiful thang

And on the cool, I ain't got room to complian

I'm living lovely drinking bubbly, on all occasions

Over a million bucks, is what my jewelry appraising

Black, White or Asian the girl is mine

I'm knocking down, one of Steve Frances hoes right now

I'm a balla taller, than Jailon Rose

Don't shoot basketball, but I play with the pros

A six figga nigga, who pockets keep getting bigger

Trying to rape the industry, like Dame Dash and Jigga

Jeah I'm truly blessed, by the man up above

And he showing nothing but love, for his son Slim Thug

[Hook]

We bout to say what's up Northside

Come on, this how we do it on the Southside

That's right, we bout to dip on through the Eastside

Fa sho, they throw the dub up on the Westside

Ok, they get they money on the Northside

Come on, we do it big on the Southside

That's right, they keep it fly on the Eastside

Fa sho, they smoke the best on the Westside, ok ok

[Lil' Keke]

Here comes a superstar, laid back and confidential

Got double platinum potential, and birds off in the rental

It's just fundamental, how the game is applied

I get a gangsta stay thugging, for my niggaz that died

So let me take a ride, stroll up memory lane

You get your two for one twenty, for a show ain't a thang

You know it's Southsive, that's how the money divide

Got leather and plenty wood, plus the body is wide

So throw your home up, baby we done blown up

Rolling on 22's, transportation gotta be grown up

Niggaz better own up, when it's time for war

Get to' up be coming down, and I be sitting at the bar

With your sugar brown yellow bone, something I can take home

Got her in a thug zone, so I mash on

Floss mode, when the mix is thick

Throw your deuce up quick, I'm bout to crash your chick

[Late Nite]

It's the Boss of the North, the Don of the South

A beautiful day, to pull the toys out

Living lovely, why would you wanna hate me

It's the Boss of the North, the Don of the South

A beautiful day, to pull the toys out

Living lovely, why would you wanna hate me

[Hook x2]