Do It Again Jay Z Lyrics

Practice It Again (Put Ya Easily Up)

Jay-Z, Beanie Sigel, Amil

Yr:

1999

4:38

530Views

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Roc-A-Fella.. y'all know what this is We givin you five seconds to put your beverage downward and written report to the dance floor immediately All the bustas nosotros givin y'all 5 seconds to get close to a go out It's about to get real ugly in here V seconds is up - permit's become!  Throw the easily up (uh, uh, uh) Throw the hands upwards (Niggaz) Throw the hands up (Bitches) Throw the easily upwardly (Bustas) Throw the easily up (Hustlers) Throw the easily upward (Hoes!) Throw the easily upward (Boasters) Throw the hands up (MAC)  You know how Mac come through on the club tip E'rybody real deep on that thug shit Cop Cris' spray the social club on that thug shit Cop frisks suits snub in the club quick Told y'all existent high, when I come up you can try If you want, you can die, if you desire to We hittin whores on the floor, whole crew be wild Bitch "Back That Azz Up" like Juvenile (huh) When my peeps come to spend, a dime apiece Y'all know Mac come through with a line of freaks Every bowwow on the hitting be a 9 at to the lowest degree We gettin head on the floor, while you grindin freaks Whole squad get it down like this Whole squad buyin rounds of Cris' Whole team got they crowns on wrist Whole squad got a pound of twist Whole squad got a pound to spit, in instance a clown wanna flip Mac never slip in the club Told y'all niggaz 4-fifth in the lodge If a nigga wanna draw and then the blood it tin drip in the club You know how niggaz get in the club Shit you know how I be, all loftier in V.I.P. Rolling upward to B.I.G. (bay-bay) Niggaz be all liquored up, talkin shit 'Til they man gotta come up and choice 'em up Got bitches in the dorsum bouncin to "Jigga What" You got your hands up and I own't even stick y'all up  (East'rybody get it up) Throw the hands up (E'rybody become information technology upwards) Throw the easily upward  12 AM on the way to the gild (uh) 1 AM DJ made it erupt (uh-huh) 2 AM now I'm gettin with her (what up?) three AM at present I'm splittin with her (splittin with who?) iv AM at the waffle house (waffle house) 5 AM now we at my house (uh) half-dozen AM I be diggin her out (who?) 6:xv I be kickin her out (what?) 7 AM I'ma call my friends (uh-huh) 12AM we gon' practise it once more We gon', nosotros gon', we gon' practise it again (Nosotros gon' practise it again)  By the way, yo.. How the f*ck you lot gon' talk about MC's on our heel? When we merely cop them things homie the chromey wheels Both artillery are chunky the sleeves on arctic Any given times a hundred G's in your grill Don't talk to me 'bout MC'due south got skills "He's alright, just he'due south non real" Jay-Z's that deal, with seeds in a field Never fear for war, hug, squeeze that steel F*ck, you gotta a flow that's cool with me You got a picayune dough that cool with me You got a little cars, lilliputian jewelries But none of you lot motherfuckers could fool with me You know the wrist frostbit minus two degrees Bout as blue as the body of water the way I manuever the V Hat cocked can't meet his eyes, who could it be? With that new bluish Yankee on, who but me? Niggaz shipped two million, then I blew the three And then I skated the iv, 'fore I went on tour I came back and it's plain, y'all niggaz ain't rappin the aforementioned F*ck the flow, yous jackin our slang I seen the same shit happen to Kane Three cuts in your eyebrows tryin to wild out The game is ours, nosotros'll never foul out Y'all simply better hope we gracefully bow out Throw yo' hands upwardly - niggaz, bitches, bustas Hustlers - F*CK THAT (throw the hands upwardly)  12 AM on the fashion to the club (uh huh) 1 AM bout to milkshake the butt (uh) two AM at present I'k checkin the mix (ah yeah) three AM now he buyin me drinks (what you drinkin on?) four AM exit the club (let'due south go) 5 AM retrieve he gettin some barrel (that'due south right) half-dozen AM nigga still ain't bust (what?) 6:15 nigga volition get upwardly (uh) vii AM gotta tell my friends (uh-huh) 12 AM I'ma practise it again, uh, uh I'ma do it again 12 AM I'ma practice it again (Uh-huh, uh, uh.. let's go)  12 AM on the manner to the club one AM DJ made it a rub 2 AM now I'chiliad gettin with her 3 AM at present I'm splittin with her four AM at the waffle house 5 AM now we at my house 6 AM I be diggin her out 6:15 I exist kickin her out 7 AM I'ma call my friends 12 AM we gon' do it again We gon', we gon', nosotros gon' do it over again Let's go

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