Do It Again Lyrics Jay Z

Exercise It Again (Put Ya Hands Up)

Jay-Z, Beanie Sigel, Amil

Year:

1999

four:38

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Roc-A-Fella.. y'all know what this is We givin y'all five seconds to put your potable downwards and written report to the dance floor immediately All the bustas we givin y'all five seconds to go shut to a leave It's about to become real ugly in here Five seconds is upwards - permit'due south go!  Throw the hands up (uh, uh, uh) Throw the hands up (Niggaz) Throw the hands upwardly (Bitches) Throw the hands upwardly (Bustas) Throw the hands upward (Hustlers) Throw the hands up (Hoes!) Throw the hands up (Boasters) Throw the easily upwardly (MAC)  You know how Mac come up through on the club tip Eastward'rybody real deep on that thug shit Cop Cris' spray the club on that thug shit Cop frisks suits snub in the club quick Told y'all real high, when I come you can effort If you want, you can die, if you want to We hittin whores on the flooring, whole coiffure exist wild Bowwow "Dorsum That Azz Upwards" like Juvenile (huh) When my peeps come to spend, a dime apiece You know Mac come through with a line of freaks Every bowwow on the hitting exist a 9 at to the lowest degree We gettin head on the floor, while you grindin freaks Whole squad go it down similar 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 case a clown wanna flip Mac never slip in the club Told y'all niggaz 4-fifth in the club If a nigga wanna draw and so the claret it can drip in the society You know how niggaz arrive the lodge Shit you know how I exist, all high in V.I.P. Rolling upward to B.I.G. (bay-bay) Niggaz exist all liquored upward, talkin shit 'Til they human being gotta come and pick 'em up Got bitches in the dorsum bouncin to "Jigga What" You got your hands up and I own't even stick y'all upwards  (Due east'rybody get information technology up) Throw the easily upwards (E'rybody go it upwardly) Throw the easily up  12 AM on the fashion to the lodge (uh) 1 AM DJ made it erupt (uh-huh) 2 AM now I'm gettin with her (what up?) 3 AM at present I'm splittin with her (splittin with who?) 4 AM at the waffle firm (waffle business firm) five AM now we at my firm (uh) 6 AM I exist diggin her out (who?) 6:fifteen I be kickin her out (what?) seven AM I'ma telephone call my friends (uh-huh) 12AM we gon' do it once more We gon', nosotros gon', we gon' do information technology once more (We gon' do information technology again)  By the way, yo.. How the f*ck you gon' talk about MC'south on our heel? When we just 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's got skills "He'south alright, only he's non existent" Jay-Z's that bargain, with seeds in a field Never fear for war, hug, squeeze that steel F*ck, you lot gotta a period that'southward cool with me You got a lilliputian dough that cool with me Yous got a picayune cars, little jewelries But none of y'all motherfuckers could fool with me You know the wrist frostbit minus two degrees Bout as blueish as the sea the way I manuever the V Hat cocked can't see his eyes, who could information technology be? With that new blue Yankee on, who but me? Niggaz shipped two one thousand thousand, then I blew the three Then I skated the iv, 'fore I went on tour I came dorsum and it's plain, y'all niggaz own't rappin the aforementioned F*ck the catamenia, 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, we'll never foul out You just ameliorate promise we gracefully bow out Throw yo' hands upwards - niggaz, bitches, bustas Hustlers - F*CK THAT (throw the hands up)  12 AM on the way to the order (uh huh) 1 AM tour to milk shake the butt (uh) 2 AM now I'm checkin the mix (ah yeah) iii AM now he buyin me drinks (what you drinkin on?) 4 AM exit the guild (let's go) five AM think he gettin some barrel (that's right) 6 AM nigga notwithstanding ain't bust (what?) 6:15 nigga will become upwardly (uh) 7 AM gotta tell my friends (uh-huh) 12 AM I'ma do information technology again, uh, uh I'ma do it again 12 AM I'ma practise it again (Uh-huh, uh, uh.. let'due south become)  12 AM on the fashion to the guild 1 AM DJ made it a rub 2 AM now I'thou gettin with her three AM now I'm splittin with her four AM at the waffle firm five AM now we at my business firm 6 AM I be diggin her out six:xv I exist kickin her out 7 AM I'ma phone call my friends 12 AM we gon' do information technology once more We gon', nosotros gon', we gon' practise it once more Let'due south become

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