Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Do It Again, artist - Mase. Date of issue: 31.12.2012
Song language: English
Do It Again |
| Yeah, yeah yeah |
| Uh huh |
| I’m gonna do it again |
| And again and again and again |
| And again and again and again |
| Won’t stop, it can’t stop |
| Won’t stop, can’t stop |
| Double Up, Bad Boy |
| Double Up, H-world, it’s not a game |
| You know, no matter where you go |
| There’s no duo that you know |
| Get loot though, and still love the chulo’s |
| We talk more spinnin' girls our coolo |
| Than any other members and you’re part of my new dough |
| Get where mad cats live and pray |
| I don’t like where I’m at? |
| Call a Lear, get away |
| Y’all lay away, I pay and get today (Uh huh) |
| Things you save for, I probably give away (Yeah) |
| And with Puff? |
| Who woulda think |
| Plain Jesus piece, diamond Cuban Link |
| Salvation Army when I’m through with the mink |
| I buy the whole bar, my crew don’t even drink |
| (Don't even drink) |
| We do sets behind the 'neck |
| That’s my Denale right behind the Lex |
| Like girls that find their sex get all kinda respect |
| When I’m 40, I’mma get all kinda checks |
| You want us do it again? |
| (Yeah) |
| Cuz we can do it again (Uh huh) |
| You want us do it again? |
| All you gotta say is do it again (Do it again) |
| You want us do it again? |
| (Yeah) |
| Cuz we can do it again (Uh huh) |
| You want us do it again? |
| All you gotta say is do it again (Do it again) |
| Spend big, you spend a little |
| So I take what’s big and you take what’s little |
| I bring a full stage straight up the middle |
| Girl too tight? |
| Break the middle |
| Now, why be the illest if your money ain’t the realist? |
| Mad cats hate on me, mad girls feel it |
| Cut a chick off, let Mase mess wit' her |
| Pre-nup these girls so I’m never stuck wit' her |
| Wanna coup our group nine eight car |
| Doin' 20 in a Bentley even wit' out a radar |
| You minor, I’m major, I don’t play par |
| I’m a shining pay star with diamonds from Quasar |
| Peep all your script, I don’t wanna pay y’all |
| Let me tear wit' my kids, it’s what your days are |
| How the f you duck infrared laser |
| So my sympathy goes out to the lady that made y’all, yeah |
| Yo, marchin' around the world and met no man |
| That had ice like Frosty the Snowman |
| And though my name Mase, what does it mean? |
| Dolla sign, no matter what I do, make C.R.E.A.M |
| Out of famine steak greens, Miller A-teams |
| And grew up pretty cuz my pop got great genes |
| I hold it down now that B.I.G. |
| gone |
| I hit butt naked and then keep my kicks on |
| I don’t get my Cris on, I throw a brick on some young bad chick |
| That lolly probably flipped on |
| You better get goin', you wanna live long |
| Can’t nobody protect me like my tres cinco siete |
| If you front, you’ll just read about it next day |
| I’m that cat you know you got killer respect |
| Stay out my way if you’re feelin' my threat |
| You’ll know it’s real when you face feel a Gillette |
| And I come through the club with your deal on my neck, come on |
| All Out |
| All Out, Bad Boy |
| What |
| All Out, All Out |
| Let’s go |
| Repeat 1 until fade |