Текст песни Sadat X - Do it Again
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No diggity, Bronx style yeah, yeah1- In the daytime, on the late night In the morning, on the wake-up In the daytime, on the late night In the morning, on the wake-up In the daytime, on the late night In the morning, on the wake-up[Verse 1]Men`s words can`t describe the great XIs it the shoes or the fantasticThat got cha` callin` out to ya girlfriendBoo banged who last nightMade the man leave babyForget about StanleyFor real I came charged off the Staten IsleI`m like three or four down twistedGivin` away smokeSweatin` takin` off my coatMoney walked by all fly and dropped my drink on my leatherAnd now my shit is fucked upAnd now I gotta do with dollar bill I see potentialAnd I got a eye for spottin` kind of like SpikeMiss Chocolate, Miss Brown, Miss BlackMiss Long Legs, hey I`m ready to wrapCan`t do thatA vision of the deep, dark soul of homeAnd claimin` niggas with droHey watch the honey roll, check itSurround sound hides ya crassTell ya neighbor liesNo that wasn`t me that was my cousinHey you`re a school girlBut hey you`re in a different worldYou`re a fly chickNow ya wanna learn a different trick[Hook: with 1 repeated in background]Now can I do it again, do it againSteady do it again, do it againAnd then ya do it again, do it againSteady do it again, do it againAnd then ya do it again, do it again[Verse 2]Life is slim put me on to a gameHad a lot of style in that last profileGot her nails filed and her hair done weeklyA real name thrower, y`all niggas know herTalkin` about garbles comin` out in tenDrinkin` goblets of gin and ain`t givin` up trimTease a nigga, make em` wanna squeeze a triggerThey say a woman`s best is diamonds and a man is a dogBetter come in from that fog that you swimming inBrown skin, laid out in bed is real feminineI`ll put that R. Kelly on yaFingers have some smelly on yaThe boy`s dry humps are now man pumpsCan he go deeper than the explorer120th street horrorLet`s get naked by the laptopCan I snap and popYou can squeeze and then stop and be all up in that pieceI`m the late night window climber, you are the rhymerYa mom thought you heard you wouldn`t be fuckin` in the houseNot you momma`s sweetheart, undercover freak-heartImagine if she would`ve seen us intertwined and pretzel styleLegs and arms, hummin` with the radiator clickin`Our soft patience quickin`I couldn`t slow the paceI bust off three nuts and man the sun`s in my face[Hook: with 1 in background][Verse 3]I`m turnin` around handlin` things and then BAM!A toss of that ass hit me like out of nowhereAnd hey like a flashback honeyThere was a one should slipped off since day oneCheck it out, now can I do it againSure I can do it againYou`re on some friction, bring along ya friendSee how the world turnsLook beyond the floor burnsAt least I have concernsI didn`t take it like a chickenI love ya sexually plus intellectually[Hook: with 1 in background][Various ad-libs to fade]