Let's do it! Get to it!
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Let's do it! Get to it!
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Let's do it! Get to it!
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Let's do it!
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Verse 1:
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Another Saturday night, and I'm feelin kinda slothy
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I'm down with the forty, but I don't want no forty
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Even though I'm thirsty and I'm hungry, I need some Kurathers
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Peep this, but not up in my stomach
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I wanna chop your cherry tree, I can't tell a lie
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Somethings on the rise, what a surprise
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I called up the homies and said, "Let's go the spot!"
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Where the drinks are cold, and the girls ain't too hot
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Now we in the house, but the house is kinda empty
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Rats run around the room
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But, wait, I spoke too soon
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Ah, damn, look what done walked in
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Pumps and a bump, breath smellin like gin
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Baby, you look good with that blue dress on
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Maybe some day me and you can be as one
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Let's get to know each other better
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I can sing you a song, and you can write me a love letter
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Chorus:
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Baby, you can do it, take your time, do it right (Let's do it, get to it)
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You can do it, baby, baby (Let's do it, get to it)
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Baby, you can do it, take your time, do it right (Let's do it, get to it)
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You can do it, baby, baby (Let's do it, get to it)
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Verse 2:
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Damn, I'm feelin frisky
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Come and sit down wit me
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Conversate about hanky panky
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And a little dranky wanky
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Tell me bout your innermost thoughts, wants, neeeds and your desires
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And I'll tell you about mine
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We can spend some quality time
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You want a man with vision, who ain't afraid to listen
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I wanna mention I can hit that ass in thirty-six positions
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And, I just want a regular old fashion high hoochie mama
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With love for her daddy, anytime he want it
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Bring home the turkey bacon and fry it in the pan
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Or, some filet minon and still let me know I'm the man
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I'm the doctor, and you can play the nurse
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But we got to have patience
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Even though we hella anxious
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Let's take it slow and procede with caution
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Cause love just don't come round here too often
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So take my number, and we'll get together later
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And I'll take yours, I'm out like the L.A. Raiders
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Chorus
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Verse 3:
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A few months went by with phone calls and some dinners
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Moonlit nights with Marvin Gaye, Dramatics, and The Spinners
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Top down on the Vette watching California sunsets
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And pretty soon we developed that respect
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That we needed so we was here to get the relationship heated
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And hot and bothered, no what I'm meanin?
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It started slow with some kisses and some touches
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A few more weeks went by cause we didn't wanna rush it
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They say a fast horse don't win no races
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And I'm a witness cause real winners always take steady paces
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Hand in hand, woman to man
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I know everything about her and she know everything about me and
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We made love for the first time
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In the right way, in the perfect state of mind
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It's a whole lot mo than your average bump 'n grind
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You better get yours, cause I got mine
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Chorus: Repeat 2X
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Bridge: Repeat 2X
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Take, take your time (Take, take your time)
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Take your time (Take your time)
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Take your time (Take your time, get to it)
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Chorus: Repeat 2X
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Let's Do It
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Coolio |