Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song This Is What We Do, artist - Dru Hill. Album song Enter The Dru, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 31.12.1997
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
This Is What We Do |
| Yeah baby hey yeah yeah |
| And you know said you know |
| Said you know said you know babe yeah |
| So you say your ish is it |
| And you say your ish is hot |
| You want me to touch your spot |
| Cuz thats how we do it |
| Now I watch your earrings jingle |
| And I watch you work your middle |
| Cuz your handle bars aint little |
| Makes me wanna (Yall aint ready) |
| 1 If you wanna dance |
| If you wanna move |
| If you wanna dance |
| Yeah show me what to do |
| I keep it movin, givin it to you |
| Cuz this is what we do |
| This is what we do, yeah |
| (Repeat 1) |
| Said East Side, where you at, yo what the deely |
| And to my ladies over West can you feel me |
| Tell me what the deal with the south |
| And tell me Master P got it all figured out |
| But if you say you with me, show you with me |
| Youre so pretty, you stay shitty, |
| Aaint no shorty over 40 chillin in the VIP with me |
| Damn right, game tight, cuz thats how we do it tonight |
| (Repeat 1) x2 |
| Who got the best body on the planet |
| I take advantage, then skate like the kissin bandit |
| Leave of hearts |
| Got these shorties out after dark |
| Were lady killers |
| Now blow back apart, raw dealers, the cat Dru Hill or |
| Strange love, seven thirty, Im like Herbie with a Love Bug |
| Then skip town like a Casanova brown Mrs. |
| You look delicious like a two piece with a biscuit |
| Whats goin down? |
| In my mind Im rippin your clothes |
| Playing with your peep girl suckin your toes |
| Go round with the Ghetto Sarano, mello, |
| Romeo, who like his women on the same level |
| Pay my bills that were due, all accounts settled |
| Now Im relaxing like Pa now with Ma Kettle |
| Baby laughing, earrings in both nipples |
| Like Janet Jackson, busting out her latest fashion |
| Or the smashin |
| Honey come on over here, I **** be cold |
| Throw them panties over there, you wont need those |
| You talk like sex |
| You walk like sex |
| Ya smell like sex |
| Ya yell like sex |
| And all ya want is Mr. Map, hell of a man |
| That can sell an Eskimo a fan |
| I come equipped for any spot that you want hit |
| Or want licked, when my ___ hit the ______, ahh, shit |
| I start to think back on how I go hump |
| In seven minutes to heaven at the age of eleven |
| Couldnt tell me nuthin then, cant tell me nuthin now |
| Honey child, milkin the cow, lovin my style |
| This is what we do kid, me and them Dru kids |
| Take em blind, crimp em and crazy, even toothless |
| Lastly, if you know me dont ask me |
| Call me Method, Mr. Mack if ya nasty |
| (Repeat 1) x2 |
| If I move it on the left, will it be hot to death |
| If I move it on the right will you make it last all night (Woody) |
| If I move it up and down will you make a freaky sound come on |
| If I move it in and out will it make you scream and shout |
| (Repeat 1 until fade) |