Do It

You looking good in them guess's shawty showing yo ass
Make a nigga wanna grab a hold of yo ass
Strip you out yo couchie dress and hit the flo' wit yo ass
When I leave the club I wanna see some more of yo ass
I ain't tricking but shit I like spend some dough on yo ass
The way you bouncin' on my dick and grindin' slow wit yo ass
Hit the VIP wit me I po' some moe' fo yo ass
Just so I can see you right here bouncin' yo ass
If I leave the club wit something rather go wit yo ass
Them other broads fine but you a pro wit yo ass
When I see u poppin' and droppin' I know it's yo ass
In a crowd full of hoes I would notice yo ass

A now a thug done chose
And I don't give a damn if the club done closed
Get the DJ a dub tell him spin one mo
So I can finish watching you poppin' yo
Shakin' yo, droppin' yo, bouncin' yo ass

Now all my guls say, do it baby, stick it baby
Yeah, bounce ya ass and holla, do it baby, stick it baby
Alright, a in the club say, do it baby, stick it baby
Okay, so if ya wit it holla, do it baby, stick it baby
Now all my guls say, do it baby, stick it baby
Yeah, bounce ya ass and holla, do it baby, stick it baby
Alright, a in the club say, do it baby, stick it baby
So if ya wit it holla, do it baby, stick it baby

I see ya every Friday night outside the club in da line wit ya partners
Shawty you see all that ass poking out them Dolce Gabbana's
Hey as soon as she get in I'm a find her ass
The first record the DJ spinned I'm behind her ass
I don't care if I got some Henn' I'm putting down my glass
Just so I can get out there and grind her ass
Wit yo fine ass, must I remind yo ass?
You da baddest thing in here that's why I'm eyeing yo ass
In ya iceberg suit, ya face looking cute
And I like those boots, ya nails all pretty
And ya hair due too, I'm fucking wit you, shit just choose
And we'll be fucking by two

A now a thug done chose
And I don't give a damn if the club done closed
Get the DJ a dub tell him spin one mo
So I can finish watching you poppin' yo
Shakin' yo, droppin' yo, bouncin' yo ass

Now all my guls say, do it baby, stick it baby
Yeah, bounce ya ass and holla, do it baby, stick it baby
Alright, a in the club say, do it baby, stick it baby
Okay, so if ya wit it holla, do it baby, stick it baby
Now all my guls say, do it baby, stick it baby
Yeah, bounce ya ass and holla, do it baby, stick it baby
Alright, a in the club say, do it baby, stick it baby
So if ya wit it holla, do it baby, stick it baby

I made this song to let you know shit that I see ya
When you workin' dat ass, make a nigga think later on he gone
Be twerkin' that ass and I can tell by the way you throw it back
It ain't no hurting dat ass and ain't no room for nothing else but
That skirt but that ass, the jiggling shawty, got a nigga shivering shawty
And if you don't know what to do wit you better give it here shawty
Put a bend in her back, I'm throwing the dick she giving it back
I tell her if you ever give me dat ass I ain't giving it back
She bouncing her ass, later on I'm a blow a ounce wit her ass
Ride out wit her ass, cut sumethin' on the couch wit her ass
Then bounce to her pad, 'coz you know it ain't no housing her ass
'Coz since the first time I seen her, all I been thinking 'bout is her ass

A now a thug done chose
And I don't give a damn if the club done closed
Get the DJ a dub tell him spin one mo
So I can finish watching you poppin' yo
Shakin' yo, droppin' yo, bouncin' yo ass

Now all my guls say, do it baby, stick it baby
Yeah, bounce ya ass and holla, do it baby, stick it baby
Alright, a in the club say, do it baby, stick it baby
Okay, so if ya wit it holla, do it baby, stick it baby
Now all my guls say, do it baby, stick it baby
Yeah, bounce ya ass and holla, do it baby, stick it baby
Alright, a in the club say, do it baby, stick it baby
So if ya wit it holla, do it baby, stick it baby

Do it baby, stick it baby, do it baby, stick it baby
Do it baby, stick it baby, do it baby, stick it baby
Do it baby, stick it baby, do it baby, stick it baby
Do it baby, stick it baby, do it baby, stick it baby



Credits
Writer(s): Kamaal Ibn John Fareed, George L. Spivey
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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