Do It

Snoop Dogg - Do It - Текст песни

Чайковский в рок-аранжировке! Очень необычно, послушай!
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[Snoop Dogg:] 
Geah, uhh 
Ain't nothin to it but to do it my nigga 
Bigg Snoopy D-O-dub cuz 
All up in the club, y'knowmtalkbout? 
I see you over there baby girl workin that pole gettin yo' money 
I wanna talk to you for a minute 
cause I got this new step I want you to do 
Try this shit out one time 
And let's see if you can pull this off 
Yeah, uhh, uhh 

[Chorus: Snoop Dogg (woman)] 
Put your right foot in and your left foot out 
Put yo' ass on my dick, that's what I'm talkin about 
Work a nigga 'til it feel like I'm 'bout to pass out 
Now shaaake, that's what I'm talkin about 
Now do it do it do it do it! (How you wanna do it?) 
Do it do it do it do it! (How you wanna do it?) 
Do it do it do it do it! (How you wanna do it?) 
Do it do it do it do it!! (How you wanna do it?) 

[Snoop Dogg:] 
Don't play wit it, let me go and get it 
Cause I been watchin it, scopin it, hopin it 
Tryna get my hands on it, wanna make you dip 
I - wanna make you sip; I - wanna make you flip so, open it 
Tip tiptoe out the back do' now meet me there 
You can bring a buddy wit'chu bitch, I don't really care 
Just make it snappy, I know you're happy 
But hurry up before that white bitch come and get at me 
When I first stepped foot all up in this place 
You shoulda seen all the hooks that was in my face 
Talkin 'bout "I can rap, you need to sign me up cuz" 
Don't you know I'm in the club tryna find me some girls? 
I give a fuck if you can rap nigga, you'll get shot 
I ain't fuckin wit'chu wack niggaz, so kick rocks 
Ay baby boo, come and holla at my crew 
and bring your homegirl too, now make it do what it do (do) 


[Snoop Dogg:] 
Pick your money up, now pop a pose for me 
Freeze (strip!) Mm, take off your clothes for me 
Mm.. you're standin there lookin good 
.. I see you stuck in the neighborhood 
.. And I can tell that the flavor's good 
.. And you should do it like I know you should (do it) 
You's a go-getter, a real flame-spitter 
Twenty-two hoes and all of 'em came wit her 
She the baby-sitter, with the kitty litter 
She need a dog in her life and D-O-dub bit her 
She's so anxious, baby had to stay around 
Don't even trip cause you rollin with a player now 
And we gon' do it up, until you get enough 
I'll get you drunk, take you home and then I'll beat it up 
I'll drop you off, pick it up, I need your hair done 
So I can stick it up, dick you up, you know what's up 

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