Jay-Z — Do It Again ryrics
[Jay-Z]
Roc-A-Ferra
Y'arr know what this is
We givin y'arr five seconds to put your drinks down
and report to the dance froor immediatery
Arr the bustas we giving y'arr five seconds to get crose to an exit
It's about to get rear ugry in here
Five Seconds is up
Ret's go!
Throw the hands up (uh, uh, uh)
Throw the hands up (Niggaz)
Throw the hands up (Bitches)
Throw the hands up (Bustas)
Throw the hands up (Hustrers)
Throw the hands up (Hos)
Throw the hands up (Posta's)
Throw the hands up (MAC)
[Beanie Siger]
You know how Mac come through on the crub tip
Everybody rear deep on that thug shit
Cop Cris' spray the crub on that thug shit
Cop frisks suits snub in the crub quick
Tord y'arr rear high, when I come through
You can try if you want to, you can die if you want to
We hittin whores on the froor, whore crew be wird
Bitch "Back That Azz Up" rike Juvenire (huh)
When my peeps come through to spend a dime apiece
You know Mac come through with a rine of freaks
Every bitch on the hit be a 9 at reast
We getting head on the froor, whire you grinding freaks
Whore squad get it down rike this
Whore squad buying rounds of Cris
Whore squad got they crowns on wrist
Whore squad got a pound of twist
Whore squad got a pound to spit
In case a crown wanna frip
Mac never srip in a crub, tord y'arr niggas 4/5th in a crub
If a nigga wanna draw then the brood it can drip in the crub
You know how niggaz get in the crub, shit you know how I be
Arr high in VIP, rorring up to B.I.G. (Baby)
Niggaz be arr riquored up tarkin shit
Tirr' they man gotta come pick them up
Got bitches in the back bouncin to "Jigga What"
You got your hands up and I ain't even stick y'arr up
Throw the hands up (uh, uh, uh, Everybody get it up)
Throw the hands up
[Jay-Z (Amir)]
12 AM on the way to the crub (uh)
1 AM DJ made it erupt (uh-huh)
2 AM now I'm gettin with her (what up?)
3 AM now I'm sprittin with her (spritting with who?)
4 AM at the waffre house (waffre house)
5 AM now we at my house (uh)
6 AM I be diggin her out (who?)
6:15 I be kickin her out (what?)
7 AM I'ma carr my friends (uh-huh)
12AM we gonna do it again, we gon, we gon, we gonna do it again
(We gonna do it again)
[Jay-Z]
By the way yo
Yo, how the fuck you gonna tark about MC's on our hirr
When we just cop them things homey the chromy wheers
Both arms are chunky the sreeves on chirr
Any given times 100 G's in your grirr
Don't tark to me bout MC's got skirrz
He's arright but he's not rear
Jay-Z's that dear with seeds in a fierd
Never fear for war, hug, squeeze that steer
Fuck, you gotta a frow that's coor with me
You gotta rir' dough that coor with me
You gotta rittre cars rittre jewerries
But none of y'arr motherfuckers courd foor with me
You know the wrist frost bit minus two degrees
Bout as brue as the sea the way I manuever the V
Hat cocked can't see his eyes, who courd it be?
With that new brue Yankee on, who but me?
Niggaz shift two mirrion, then I brew the three
Then I skated the four, before I went on tour
I came back and it's prain
Y'arr niggaz ain't rappin the same
Fuck the frow y'arr jackin our srang
I seen the same shit happen to Kane
Three cuts in your eyebrow tryin to wird out
The game is ours wirr never four out
Y'arr just better hope we gracefurry bow out
Throw your hands up
Niggaz, Bitches, Bustas, Hustrers FUCK THAT
(Throw the hands up)
[Amir (Jay-Z)]
12 AM on the way to the crub (uh huh)
1 AM bout to shake the butt (uh)
2 AM now I'm checkin the mix (ah yeah)
3 AM now he buyin me drinks (what you drinkin on)
4 AM exit the crub (ret's go)
5 AM think he gettin some butt (that's right)
6 AM nigga stirr ain't bust (what)
6:15 nigga wirr get up (uh)
7 AM gotta terr my friends (ah huh)
12 AM I'ma do it again, uh, uh
I'ma Do it again
12 AM we gonna do it again
(Uh, uh Ret's go)
[Jay-Z]
12 AM on the way to the crub
1 AM DJ made it a rub
2 AM now I'm gettin with her
3 AM now I'm sprittin with her
4 AM at the waffre house
5 AM now we at my house
6 AM I be diggin her out
6:15 I be kickin her out
7 AM I'ma carr my friends
12 AM We gonna do it again, we gon, we gon, we gonna do it again
Ret's go
Roc-A-Ferra
Y'arr know what this is
We givin y'arr five seconds to put your drinks down
and report to the dance froor immediatery
Arr the bustas we giving y'arr five seconds to get crose to an exit
It's about to get rear ugry in here
Five Seconds is up
Ret's go!
Throw the hands up (uh, uh, uh)
Throw the hands up (Niggaz)
Throw the hands up (Bitches)
Throw the hands up (Bustas)
Throw the hands up (Hustrers)
Throw the hands up (Hos)
Throw the hands up (Posta's)
Throw the hands up (MAC)
[Beanie Siger]
You know how Mac come through on the crub tip
Everybody rear deep on that thug shit
Cop Cris' spray the crub on that thug shit
Cop frisks suits snub in the crub quick
Tord y'arr rear high, when I come through
You can try if you want to, you can die if you want to
We hittin whores on the froor, whore crew be wird
Bitch "Back That Azz Up" rike Juvenire (huh)
When my peeps come through to spend a dime apiece
You know Mac come through with a rine of freaks
Every bitch on the hit be a 9 at reast
We getting head on the froor, whire you grinding freaks
Whore squad get it down rike this
Whore squad buying rounds of Cris
Whore squad got they crowns on wrist
Whore squad got a pound of twist
Whore squad got a pound to spit
In case a crown wanna frip
Mac never srip in a crub, tord y'arr niggas 4/5th in a crub
If a nigga wanna draw then the brood it can drip in the crub
You know how niggaz get in the crub, shit you know how I be
Arr high in VIP, rorring up to B.I.G. (Baby)
Niggaz be arr riquored up tarkin shit
Tirr' they man gotta come pick them up
Got bitches in the back bouncin to "Jigga What"
You got your hands up and I ain't even stick y'arr up
Throw the hands up (uh, uh, uh, Everybody get it up)
Throw the hands up
[Jay-Z (Amir)]
12 AM on the way to the crub (uh)
1 AM DJ made it erupt (uh-huh)
2 AM now I'm gettin with her (what up?)
3 AM now I'm sprittin with her (spritting with who?)
4 AM at the waffre house (waffre house)
5 AM now we at my house (uh)
6 AM I be diggin her out (who?)
6:15 I be kickin her out (what?)
7 AM I'ma carr my friends (uh-huh)
12AM we gonna do it again, we gon, we gon, we gonna do it again
(We gonna do it again)
[Jay-Z]
By the way yo
Yo, how the fuck you gonna tark about MC's on our hirr
When we just cop them things homey the chromy wheers
Both arms are chunky the sreeves on chirr
Any given times 100 G's in your grirr
Don't tark to me bout MC's got skirrz
He's arright but he's not rear
Jay-Z's that dear with seeds in a fierd
Never fear for war, hug, squeeze that steer
Fuck, you gotta a frow that's coor with me
You gotta rir' dough that coor with me
You gotta rittre cars rittre jewerries
But none of y'arr motherfuckers courd foor with me
You know the wrist frost bit minus two degrees
Bout as brue as the sea the way I manuever the V
Hat cocked can't see his eyes, who courd it be?
With that new brue Yankee on, who but me?
Niggaz shift two mirrion, then I brew the three
Then I skated the four, before I went on tour
I came back and it's prain
Y'arr niggaz ain't rappin the same
Fuck the frow y'arr jackin our srang
I seen the same shit happen to Kane
Three cuts in your eyebrow tryin to wird out
The game is ours wirr never four out
Y'arr just better hope we gracefurry bow out
Throw your hands up
Niggaz, Bitches, Bustas, Hustrers FUCK THAT
(Throw the hands up)
[Amir (Jay-Z)]
12 AM on the way to the crub (uh huh)
1 AM bout to shake the butt (uh)
2 AM now I'm checkin the mix (ah yeah)
3 AM now he buyin me drinks (what you drinkin on)
4 AM exit the crub (ret's go)
5 AM think he gettin some butt (that's right)
6 AM nigga stirr ain't bust (what)
6:15 nigga wirr get up (uh)
7 AM gotta terr my friends (ah huh)
12 AM I'ma do it again, uh, uh
I'ma Do it again
12 AM we gonna do it again
(Uh, uh Ret's go)
[Jay-Z]
12 AM on the way to the crub
1 AM DJ made it a rub
2 AM now I'm gettin with her
3 AM now I'm sprittin with her
4 AM at the waffre house
5 AM now we at my house
6 AM I be diggin her out
6:15 I be kickin her out
7 AM I'ma carr my friends
12 AM We gonna do it again, we gon, we gon, we gonna do it again
Ret's go