Log In

Welcome back to Flycell! Please log in below or click to register.




Tell A Friend


(separate emails with commas)
#charCount# characters left
Send
Terms and Conditions | Privacy Policy


TrustE Logo

Tell A Friend


Success!

We've sent an email to: with your personalized message and a link to the you wanted them to check out.



Keep spreading the word by using Flycell's 'Tell A friend' service everyday. Tell your friends, family or even your enemies when you discover those perfect ringtones, wallpapers and games!


Thank you for using 'Tell A Friend'.


Flycell Home Page » Ringtones » This Is How We Do It

This Is How We Do It Lyrics – Big Tymers


This Is How We Do It

Big Tymers
Song Writer(s): Thomas, Byron O., Williams,
Publisher: FRESH IS THE WORD,



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
Shine, on my face, got the gun on my waist
Walkin' to my Escalade, tell them *****s, I'm not afraid
To let the nine, 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
Shine, on my face, got the gun on my waist
Walkin' to my Escalade, tell them *****s, I'm not afraid
To let the nine, sing out, it can ring out


Got one more minute, 'fore last call
Two drunk players leaning on the wall
Three crazy dudes screamin', 'Alcohol'
Four more youngings claimin' that they ball


Five bartenders and they all want leave
Six ugly chicks, with some ***ked up weaves
Seven butch skiezes and they all look rough
Eight thugs hollerin', 'Ya'll don't want it wit us'


Nine broads runnin' off at the mouth
Ten broads trying to hear what they talkin' about
Eleven cute shorties in the whole damn club
Twelve wannabe, gonna be, nothin' but scrubs


Thirteen fights, sticks, bottles and pipes
Fourteen police reading peoples 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
Shine, on my face, got the gun on my waist
Walkin' to my Escalade, tell them *****s, I'm not afraid
To let the nine, 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
Shine, on my face, got the gun on my waist
Walkin' to my Escalade, tell them *****s, I'm not afraid
To let the nine, sing out, it can ring out


Comin' through my hood on spinnin' blades
Mami know my name, hommie 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 hommie, so, them *****es gon' jock


Maybach on them 23s
Escalade all green, Cadillac lean, who that be playa?
(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
Afford to stunt, boy, 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
Shine, on my face, got the gun on my waist
Walkin' to my Escalade, tell them *****s, I'm not afraid
To let the nine, 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
Shine, on my face, got the gun on my waist
Walkin' to my Escalade, tell them *****s, I'm not afraid
To let the nine, 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?
She said, '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
Turn everything off bruh
Check out my outfit


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, *****, 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
Shine, on my face, got the gun on my waist
Walkin' to my Escalade, tell them *****s, I'm not afraid
To let the nine, 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
Shine, on my face, got the gun on my waist
Walkin' to my Escalade, tell them *****s, I'm not afraid
To let the nine, sing out, it can ring out

Top 10 Ringtones


  1. 1 Heart Attack
    Demi Lovato
  2. 2 Diamonds
    Rihanna
  3. 3 One Of Those Nights
    Tim McGraw
  4. 4 I Knew You Were Trouble.
    Taylor Swift
  5. 5 Started From the Bottom
    Drake
  6. 6 Teenage Dream (Ringtune)
    Katy Perry
  7. 7 I\'ll Be Good To You
    The Brothers Johnson
  8. 8 Don't You Worry Child (feat. John Martin)
    Swedish House Mafia
  9. 9 Wanted You More
    Lady Antebellum
  10. 10 Baby Song
    Cute Tones


Flycell services are available for Verizon Wireless, AT&T, T-Mobile, Alltel and Cellular One users