Jay Z Ft Beanie Sigel Do It Again Video

Do It Once again (Put Ya Easily Up)

Jay-Z, Beanie Sigel, Amil

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Roc-A-Fella y'all know what this is Nosotros givin' you five seconds to put your drink down and report to the dance floor immediately All the bustas nosotros givin y'all five seconds to become close to a exit Information technology'due south about to go real ugly in here Five seconds is up - let's go!  Throw the hands upward (uh, uh, uh) Throw the hands upwardly (niggas) Throw the hands upwardly (bitches) Throw the hands up (bustas) Throw the hands upward (hustlers) Throw the hands upwardly (hoes) Throw the hands upward (boasters) Throw the hands up (MAC)  Yous know how Mac come up through on the club tip E'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 existent high, when I come y'all can try If you lot want, you lot tin die, if you want to We hittin' whores on the floor, whole crew exist wild Bitch "Back That Azz Up" like Juvenile (huh) When my peeps come to spend, a dime apiece You know Mac come through with a line of freaks Every bitch on the hitting be a nine at least Nosotros gettin' caput on the flooring, while y'all grindin' freaks Whole squad get information technology down like this Whole squad buyin' rounds of Cris' Whole squad 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 skid in the club Told you lot niggaz four-fifth in the club If a nigga wanna draw then the claret information technology tin drip in the club You know how niggaz become in the club Shit yous know how I be, all loftier in Five.I.P. Rolling up to B.I.G. (bay-bay) Niggaz be all liquored up, talkin' shit 'Til they human being gotta come and pick 'em upwards Got bitches in the back bouncin' to "Jigga What" Yous got your hands upward and I ain't even stick y'all up  (E'rybody get information technology upward) Throw the easily upwardly (Due east'rybody get information technology up) Throw the hands upwards  12 AM on the style to the club (uh) one AM DJ made it erupt (uh-huh) two AM now I'yard gettin' with her (what up?) 3 AM at present I'grand splittin' with her (splittin' with who?) 4 AM at the waffle house (waffle house) five AM at present we at my house (uh) 6 AM I be diggin' her out (who?) six:15 I exist kickin 'her out (what?) 7 AM I'ma call my friends (uh-huh) 12AM we gon' do it once again We gon', nosotros gon', we gon' do it over again (We gon' do it once more)  By the fashion, yo.. How the f*ck yous gon' talk about MC's on our heel? When nosotros just cop them things homie the chromey wheels Both arms are mesomorphic the sleeves on arctic Any given times a hundred Grand's in your grill Don't talk to me 'tour MC'due south got skills "He'southward alright, but he'southward non real" Jay-Z'due south that bargain, with seeds in a field Never fear for war, hug, squeeze that steel F*ck, you gotta a flow that'due south cool with me You lot got a little dough that cool with me Y'all got a little cars, piffling jewelries But none of y'all motherfuckers could fool with me You know the wrist frostbit minus two degrees Bout as blue every bit the ocean the way I maneuver the V Hat cocked tin't see his eyes, who could it exist? With that new blue Yankee on, who just me? Niggaz shipped 2 million, and so I blew the 3 Then I skated the four, 'fore I went on tour I came back and it's plain, y'all niggaz ain't rappin' the same F*ck the menstruum, y'all 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 Y'all just better hope we gracefully bow out Throw yo' hands up - niggaz, bitches, bustas Hustlers - F*CK THAT (throw the hands upwardly)  12 AM on the manner to the club (uh huh) one AM bout to shake the butt (uh) 2 AM now I'thousand checkin' the mix (ah yeah) three AM now he buyin' me drinks (what y'all drinkin' on?) iv AM get out the club (let's go) 5 AM think he gettin' some barrel (that's right) 6 AM nigga still own't bust (what?) 6:15 nigga volition get up (uh) seven AM gotta tell my friends (uh-huh) 12 AM I'ma exercise it again, uh, uh I'ma do it once more 12 AM I'ma practise it again (Uh-huh, uh, uh.. let's become)  12 AM on the way to the club one AM DJ made it a rub ii AM at present I'chiliad gettin' with her 3 AM now I'm splittin' with her four AM at the waffle business firm five AM now we at my house 6 AM I exist diggin' her out vi:15 I be kickin' her out 7 AM I'ma call my friends 12 AM we gon' do it over again We gon', we gon', we gon' practice it once again Let'due south go

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Written by: Dwight Grant, Kyambo Joshua, Dana Stinson, Shawn Corey Carter

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