| Lyrics: | Let's do it! Get to it!
Let's do it! Get to it!
Let's do it! Get to it!
Let's do
it!
Another Saturday night, and I'm feelin kinda slothy
I'm down with the forty, but I
don't want no forty
Even though I'm thirsty and I'm hungry, I need some Kurathers
Peep this,
but not up in my stomach
I wanna chop your cherry tree, I can't tell a lie
Somethings on the
rise, what a surprise
I called up the homies and said, "Let's go the spot!"
Where the drinks
are cold, and the girls ain't too hot
Now we in the house, but the house is kinda empty
Rats run around the room
But, wait, I spoke too soon
Ah, damn, look what done walked
in
Pumps and a bump, breath smellin like gin
Baby, you look good with that blue dress
on
Maybe some day me and you can be as one
Let's get to know each other better
I can
sing you a song, and you can write me a love letter
1 - Baby, you can do it, take your
time, do it right (Let's do it, get to it)
You can do it, baby, baby (Let's do it, get to
it)
Baby, you can do it, take your time, do it right (Let's do it, get to it)
You can do it,
baby, baby (Let's do it, get to it)
Damn, I'm feelin frisky
Come and sit down wit
me
Conversate about hanky panky
And a little dranky wanky
Tell me bout your innermost
thoughts, wants, neeeds and your desires
And I'll tell you about mine
We can spend some
quality time
You want a man with vision, who ain't afraid to listen
I wanna mention I can
hit that ass in thirty-six positions
And, I just want a regular old fashion high hoochie mama
With love for her daddy, anytime he want it
Bring home the turkey bacon and fry it in the
pan
Or, some filet minon and still let me know I'm the |
