Lil Wayne - How You Doing lyrics

(Wodie, Shawty, Shawty, Wodie) (Wodie, Shawty, Shawty, Wodie) (Wodie, Shawty, Shawty, Wodie) (Wodie, Shawty, Shawty, Wodie) Now this one there that for them country folk Them heavy Chevy ridin' players with them hundred spokes And when I holla shawty shawt I know ya hear me, hoe And since you hard like blow, now tell me what you in for You and your partner ride a Benz, but your endz low You shake it, we take it, that's how we get it on the blow You, you wit, that's how we do it shawty, you ain't know? How to get it, willing to risk it with my cashload We sweepin', really we creepin', I chop you up bro Me and my n***a dead serious, like facin' d**h row 'Bout that paper, my n***a serious bout that cash flow Punk a**, while I be comin' straight up out that Alto A-T-L and New Orleans will chop you up, bro [Chorus] Now where I'm from, we say Wodie And where I'm from, we say Shawty A-T-L and New Orleans Now how we do it when we do it Wodie, (U-Way) Now where I'm from, we say Wodie And where I'm from, we say Shawty A-T-L and New Orleans Now how we do it when we do it Shawty, (U-Way) 'Gon slide them thangs out that attic, time ta polish 'em down We about to get it krunk, and let the violence go down n***as ducked off in cuts, n***as sittin' on top of houses Pull my gun out like "What!", n***as run away like cowards Smoke angel dust, be ridin' at night in Jags and stuff And hit a n***a, prolly turn into a ma**acre I'm tellin' ya Please don't play, cause all day I been inhalin' blunts And my whole mind is blown away I feel like k**ing stuff (Skurt!) I pull up in a dropped Hummer And shoot 50 at them co*ks**ers Say b*atch, it don't, Wodie let me get 'em Just gimme the word, Unless shawty gonna spit 'em n***a's blessings be with 'em, cause Lil Wayne burn n***as Bet them they gon try up for listenin' flippin' jurn n***as Y'all better learn n***as, If ya dumb, she can't chea Represent Cash Money, for all time, A-T-L. (Atlanta) [Chorus] We be them boys, have fro's with them grills And we be them boys, who gon' show you how it is From New Orleans, to A-T-L, my n***a, we let it loose So watch what you sayin', before we back the tap on you I got a, teck, it's on From the night to the early morn Young Bloodz, and Hot Boys, see we gon' let this sh** be known Brother it's on, we gone, see we gon' hit you with some sh** To make you bop ya head, and cut the food straight on that b**h Don't be surprised, in time, cause we gon' show you how we do it Cause when we do it, that's how we do it, Snizza off that fluid So get to it, my n***a And don't you fall, my n***a It's Attic Crew, with Cash Money, on the rise (rise, rise, rise) [Chorus: x2]