Do it Again feat Amil Beanie Sigel Lyrics by Jay-Z

Do it Again feat Amil Beanie Sigel Lyrics

    [Jay-Z]
    Roc-A-Fella
    Y'all know what this is
    We givin y'all five seconds to put your drinks down
    and report to the dance floor immediately
    All the bustas we giving y'all five seconds to get close to an exit
    It's about to get real ugly in here
    Five Seconds is up
    Let's go!

    Throw the hands up (uh, uh, uh)
    Throw the hands up (Niggaz)
    Throw the hands up (Bitches)
    Throw the hands up (Bustas)
    Throw the hands up (Hustlers)
    Throw the hands up (Hos)
    Throw the hands up (Posta's)
    Throw the hands up (MAC)

    [Beanie Sigel]
    You know how Mac come through on the club tip
    Everybody real deep on that thug shit
    Cop Cris' spray the club on that thug shit
    Cop frisks suits snub in the club quick
    Told y'all real high, when I come through
    You can try if you want to, you can die if you want to
    We hittin whores on the floor, whole crew be wild
    Bitch "Back That Azz Up" like Juvenile (huh)
    When my peeps come through to spend a dime apiece
    You know Mac come through with a line of freaks
    Every bitch on the hit be a 9 at least
    We getting head on the floor, while you grinding freaks
    Whole squad get it down like this
    Whole squad buying rounds of Cris
    Whole squad got they crowns on wrist
    Whole squad got a pound of twist
    Whole squad got a pound to spit
    In case a clown wanna flip
    Mac never slip in a club, told y'all niggas 4/5th in a club
    If a nigga wanna draw then the blood it can drip in the club
    You know how niggaz get in the club, shit you know how I be
    All high in VIP, rolling up to B.I.G. (Baby)
    Niggaz be all liquored up talkin shit
    Till' they man gotta come pick them up
    Got bitches in the back bouncin to "Jigga What"
    You got your hands up and I ain't even stick y'all up

    Throw the hands up (uh, uh, uh, Everybody get it up)
    Throw the hands up

    [Jay-Z (Amil)]
    12 AM on the way to the club (uh)
    1 AM DJ made it erupt (uh-huh)
    2 AM now I'm gettin with her (what up?)
    3 AM now I'm splittin with her (splitting with who?)
    4 AM at the waffle house (waffle house)
    5 AM now we at my house (uh)
    6 AM I be diggin her out (who?)
    6:15 I be kickin her out (what?)
    7 AM I'ma call my friends (uh-huh)
    12AM we gonna do it again, we gon, we gon, we gonna do it again
    (We gonna do it again)

    [Jay-Z]
    By the way yo
    Yo, how the fuck you gonna talk about MC's on our hill
    When we just cop them things homey the chromy wheels
    Both arms are chunky the sleeves on chill
    Any given times 100 G's in your grill
    Don't talk to me bout MC's got skillz
    He's alright but he's not real
    Jay-Z's that deal with seeds in a field
    Never fear for war, hug, squeeze that steel
    Fuck, you gotta a flow that's cool with me
    You gotta lil' dough that cool with me
    You gotta little cars little jewelries
    But none of y'all motherfuckers could fool with me
    You know the wrist frost bit minus two degrees
    Bout as blue as the sea the way I manuever the V
    Hat cocked can't see his eyes, who could it be?
    With that new blue Yankee on, who but me?
    Niggaz shift two million, then I blew the three
    Then I skated the four, before I went on tour
    I came back and it's plain
    Y'all niggaz ain't rappin the same
    Fuck the flow y'all jackin our slang
    I seen the same shit happen to Kane
    Three cuts in your eyebrow tryin to wild out
    The game is ours will never foul out
    Y'all just better hope we gracefully bow out
    Throw your hands up
    Niggaz, Bitches, Bustas, Hustlers FUCK THAT
    (Throw the hands up)

    [Amil (Jay-Z)]
    12 AM on the way to the club (uh huh)
    1 AM bout to shake the butt (uh)
    2 AM now I'm checkin the mix (ah yeah)
    3 AM now he buyin me drinks (what you drinkin on)
    4 AM exit the club (let's go)
    5 AM think he gettin some butt (that's right)
    6 AM nigga still ain't bust (what)
    6:15 nigga will get up (uh)
    7 AM gotta tell my friends (ah huh)
    12 AM I'ma do it again, uh, uh
    I'ma Do it again
    12 AM we gonna do it again
    (Uh, uh Let's go)

    [Jay-Z]
    12 AM on the way to the club
    1 AM DJ made it a rub
    2 AM now I'm gettin with her
    3 AM now I'm splittin with her
    4 AM at the waffle house
    5 AM now we at my house
    6 AM I be diggin her out
    6:15 I be kickin her out
    7 AM I'ma call my friends
    12 AM We gonna do it again, we gon, we gon, we gonna do it again
    Let's go

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