Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Do It, artist - Guy. Album song III, in the genre R&B
Date of issue: 31.12.1999
Record label: Geffen
Song language: English
Do It |
Yo, check this |
I miss the chicks dancin' on the dance floor |
Kick that one time |
Uh, uh, uh |
I want to |
You flaunt it, and we do it real slow |
I want to |
You want it, and we do it some more |
I want to |
See you on my bedroom floor while I hit you wit' tha scream |
Till you scream no more |
I want to |
See you in the seat of my Porsche |
Got the navigation — this system stays on course |
And of course, you know I want to see you every week |
Till we freak to every T.R. |
beat |
I want to see you in my see-through floor |
While I’m layin' in the bed |
Through the ceiling, is it cool? |
I want to know, but did she really know |
She got a menage-a-trois guy from head to toe |
I want to see you wit' tha rest of your tapes |
So I can bring 'em to my brother |
Let him see what I mean |
I want to hit it, so she know I was there |
So when the next cat come, girl, he know I was there |
I want to do it, do it, do it |
I want to do it, do it, do it |
I want to do it, do it, do it |
So when the next cat come, girl, he know I was there |
So when the next cat come, girl, he know I was there |
Yo, now can you meet me and your teddy at my condo? |
I got the fireplace, candlelight, and stereo |
We got it rockin' but nobody else hear it go |
So when I go low, you can scream loud, yo |
I want to be that brother hoppin' out your birthday cake |
It ain’t your birthday but, baby, I won’t player hate |
But can you see us in the back, in the pool? |
No water in the pool, but she’s wet, hot, and cool |
And now we thirty thousand feet in the air |
I got you on the jet doin' it and pullin' your hair |
And it’s a shame it ain’t no room in first class |
But we gon' make it happen, baby |
Just don’t spill the glass |
I want one wish just to get with you |
On every corner, smashin' true |
Uh, ask Guy; |
they gon' tell you the same |
I want to do it till I do it |
Till I blow the brain |
Do it, do it, do it, do it |
Do it, do it, do it, do it |
Do it, do it, do it, do it |
Uh, till I blow the brain |
I like it 'cause nobody else knows |
I like when you touch your toes |
I like how you lick your lips |
Come out your lingerie, and twist your hips |
Never ever play for keeps |
When the time is right, spread love wit' my peeps |
I like it how everything goes |
Nice and slow, up and down |
Hey, yo, hey, yo! |
I want to… |
I want to hear ya yell: «Pirate! |
Ahoy!» |
While I bring it from the back |
Teddy givin' ya joy |
I want to… |
I want to see you at the top of my ship |
Pirates watch buckles and you know she wit' |
I want to… |
I want to bounce wit' your eyes on the island |
I want to switch up styles while we steady profilin' |
I want to know now did you know my lingo? |
When I yell: «land, ho.» |
That mean: baby, let’s go |
I want to poke it, to pull out like a Roy Jones 'bout |
So when she step into the room, her body knockin' ya out |
I want to chill wit' cha |
Just chill wit' cha |
Guy, Teddy Riley, Aaron, Damion |
Guy, get the picture, what! |
We live, procreate in the dark |
Got a girl in my room — she tryin' to tear the room apart |
But I’m a pirate |
Why she actin' all brave? |
Ahoy, baby, get ready, I’m a sail your waves |
I want to do it, do it, do it |
I want to do it, do it, do it |
I want to do it, do it, do it |
Ahoy! |
Get ready, I’m a sail your waves |
Ahoy! |
Get ready, I’m a sail your waves |