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YoungBloodZ - U-Way (How We Do It) lyrics
[Chorus]2x So how we do it when we do it shawty, U-WAAYYY That Billy Dee got me slizzard like, U-WAAYYY We hit the club, make dem folks scream, U-WAAYYY It's Attic Crew, let me hear you holla U-WAAYYY [Sean Paul] Youngbloodz, back on mo' time Wanna get yo Billy Dee, ya know I got mine Gettin the club crunk, damn near drunk Roll wit 45, 12 Peeves in my trunk Give ya what ya want shawty, got what ya need First some Billy Dee, second drank Hennessee Center of attention, all eyes are on me Oh, that's Sean Paul a.k.a. Sean Grease Oh, nevermind him 'cause he always on that soft And roll wit a group of felons that'll rip you off He slum as hell, seven golds in his mouth He slizzard as hell, always hollin 'bout the south And every week at the club he always get kicked out I really think they hatin, tell me what is this about But everything good, 'cause we gon' keep it crunk And Colt 45 gon' forever get drunk [Chorus]2x [J-Bo] Okay, one mo' time, ya'll folk know how we do it Get in the club, make the crowd go U-Way It aint no thang shawty, get right to it And see I'm gone on that get right fluid [Sean Paul] I say, ohh lord, liquor and draw Cadillacs and Vogues against whitewalls Ohh lord, look at these broads Wanna holla 'cause I ride Vogues and whitewalls [Chorus]2x [J-Bo] From the jump, we gon' keep this thang crunk, yes indeed Youngbloodz, Attic Crew, (U-WAAYYY) is what it be See we guaranteed to shakem' off and throw 'em off Now get it, get it shawty, what's up, now get 'em off As we take you off and break you off one mo' gen That's how we do it when we do it partna, in the wind Wit 50 mo' Attic Fools shawty, steppin in We to the ground wit this thang partna, 'til the end Off in the club gettin slizzard shawty is what we do Just like you cut dat bougie ho, yeah I done cut her too Forever who from what we do, so we's against da grain I am I, he is he and together we gon' regain and entertain So get on up and just bounce Wit the hump-ta-hump off in the trunk, so just bounce Now come on and jump on befo' you get left This aint nothin you wanna miss, so now it's on to the next [Chorus]6x |
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