Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Do It, artist - O.T. Genasis.
Date of issue: 13.08.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Do It |
I’ve been thinkin' 'bout a couple of things, girl |
Legs open, I just wanna get between, girl |
Love the way you move your body like that (Turn up!) |
Ooh damn girl that ass so fat (Yo work!) |
Back it up, come and ride like a car, girl |
Throw it back like it fell in your yard, girl |
Go hard cause I know you got a kid, girl |
Let these motherfuckers know who he is, girl |
So bad she got you trippin' |
Don’t fuck with him, he ain’t tippin' (He broke!) |
If he lookin' and he don’t pay |
Don’t dance, baby girl, just wait (Fuck!) |
Love to watch you on that pole, girl |
Firefighter, watch you on that pole, girl |
Hit a split, love to watch you go |
This girl puttin' on a show |
So now I got a couple ones with me |
She lookin' good, this girl is bae, yeah, she the one for me |
I got some racks and told the waiter bring some ones to me |
She lookin' good, this girl is bae, yeah, she the one for me |
I love the way you do it, do it, do it, do it, do it |
I love the way you do it, do it, do it, do it, do it (Turn up! Turn up!) |
Now gon' bust it open, bust it open (Pop! Pop!) |
Bust it open (Turn up!), bust it open (Pop! Pop!) |
I love the way you do it, do it, do it, do it, do it |
I keep wakin' up with these strippers |
I keep tellin' myself I’m gon' change |
But they keep sendin' me these naked pictures |
And I’m about to get 'em all framed |
Lord, I know she ain’t perfect |
And I know she off the chain |
But every time she disappear |
I’m stuck here like David Blaine |
Hide her tears when I make it rain |
Dancin' so long but never made enough |
Fuck with me, she’ll never dance again |
Fuck with me, we’re never breakin' up |
Get your cash, get your bread |
Shake your ass on your head |
Remember when you fell off that pole? |
I signed your cast on your leg |
But you’ve got much better since then |
I guess that pole dancin' class worked |
I guess that yoga class paid off |
You got them hoes mad at work |
And your lil cousin, she don’t dance |
She count your money and hold your purse |
Say you only dance to my songs |
That’s a gift and a curse |
I love the way you do it, do it, do it, do it, do it (I love the way she do it. |
I love the way she do it.) |
I love the way you do it, do it, do it, do it, do it (I love the way she do it. |
I love the way she do it.) (Turn up!) |
Now gon' bust it open, bust it open (Pop! Pop!) |
Bust it open (Turn up!), bust it open (Pop! Pop!) |
I love the way you do it, do it, do it, do it, do it (I love the way she do it. |
I love the way she do it.) |