How We Do It Lyrics - Incarcerated - Lil Boosie

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.