Lyrics:
fella's just make it do it too
(Taste it, taste it, taste it)
Now you can both do it
Shorty hit me all on the two-way
Tell me to meet her way in
Tipsy and I feel, good
Black dudes got big woods
Into it, I do it, I did it
If you really really want it then nigga stop frontin'
Ay boy you know I'm
This is how we do
We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club
This is how we do
Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love
This is
Yeah, oh baby, oh
It's two eleven and I'm stressing
Watching T.V in my hotel suite
I check my service every second
At two ten you still hadn't
stuttered when you walked by
You want me to lick it and even worse
Got your heart set on me goin' first, and that ain't no fair exchange
You do me
as good?
Where I'd really like to go
In a year or so?
Don't you want to know?
Of course!
Do you really want to know?
Yes, yes, I do, I do
By
heart
On my sleeve, let the runway start
You know the miserable do love company
What do you want from me and my scars?
Everybody lack confidence,
have some fun
Question number two is: what to do ?
Question number three is: will you dine and dance with me?
Question number four: out the door?
and take my life and
God! Do you really want my life then?
[Benzino]
God hit me with the track, Diddy keep it gangsta
When in the city, crime scene, no
to lay a track learn to pick and shovel too
And take that hammer, It'll do anything you tell it to."
John Henry's mammy had about a dozen babies
John
And I can't lie
I like the feeling, how you make me shy
I share my secrets and I will not hide
I know that one could be two, one could be two
Gimmie
Yeah, oh baby, oh
It's two eleven and I'm stressing
Watching T.V in my hotel suite
I check my service every second
At two ten you still hadn't
Show us some karate
No. Robert, would you like some more coffee, love? You, Harry?
No, I want some karate. I wanna see how my money is being
a fact
'Til death do us part, I'ma always have your back
You beefed 'cause you heard that I was cursin' in my raps
Eighty-six, still you want to run
to this shit, I wrote me a manual
A step-by-step booklet for you to get
Your game on track, not your wig pushed back
Rule numbre uno, never let no one
[Intro]
Do you like it do you like it do you like it whassup?
Do you like it do you like it do you like it what?
(Put 'em on put
to this shit, I wrote me a manual
A step-by-step booklet for you to get
Your game on track, not your wig pushed back
Rule numbre uno, never let no one
You say you got a girl
Yeah, how you want me?
How you want me when you got a girl?
The feelin' is reckless
Of knowin' it's selfish
And knowin'
grape ass niggas
I'm talkin to you! so take it how you want ho
I've been here for uh minute, so I looked up and you don't move
Ya partnuhs been fuckin
[Chorus: x2]
Do it, do it, do it what you waiting for
Do it, do it, do it what you waiting for
Do it, do it, do it what you waiting for
Now Lemme
I want to set off alarms deal out the cards
Smell Cuban cigars
Get kicked out of a bar or two
But only if it's with you
I want to drive down
you wack rappers hit the floor
[2pac]
How should I plead forever thuggin on a quest to get G's
Runnin from enemies ever since the days of a seed
they hurt me
nothin' but a slave to the university
That's why ya see me on the track field run by ya
caught by a liar who want to take me higher
that's me, and I want you only
Don't turn me home again
I just can't face myself alone again
Don't run back inside, darling
You know just what I'm here
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