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Do My - Jay-z Lyrics

Updated Jan 1, 1970 | Posted time: Jan 1, 1970

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"Do My" lyrics are a set of words that make up a song named Do My, usually consisting of verses and choruses. The writer of this song lyrics is a lyricist or lyrist: Jay-z.

Do My song words


[Jay-Z]Turn that motherfucker louderIt's the Roc in this motherfucker.. bi-otch!Oh yeah, bounce, uh uh bounceYeah, yeah bounce, come onOh come on bounce, come onDo my ladies run this motherfucker?(Yeah, yeah, come on)Or do my thugs run this motherfucker?(Yeah, yeah, come on)[Hook: Memphis Bleek]Do my ladies run it, fat asses and flat stomachsThrow a hand in the air if it's the year of the womanOr my dogs run it, let 'em know that you still gunninThrow a drink in the air let 'em know you still thuggin[Memphis Bleek]Yo I come through, few of my man's, scoop you and your friendsYou, you, and you with the TimbsIn tight jeans, Chinese eyes, Indian hairBlack girl ass, let me pour you a glass of BelviTell me all about your pastLet me console your soul while I palm your assAnd your man did what? He ain't give you?He cheated with her, I can't diss dukeI tell you this though, get with this dudeI'll teach you about dough, and show you what this do(It's a secret society, all we ask is trust)But I don't freeze wristes, I just skeeze bitchesBreak up happy homes, just sieze missesYou'll never get her back, once you get a yapHow you love that? .. How you love that?[Jay-Z]Do my ladies run this motherfucker?(Yeah, yeah, come on)Or do my thugs run this motherfucker?(Yeah, yeah, come on)[Hook][Memphis Bleek]Ay yo back woods rollin, rap you can't hold 'emROC gear matchin, crusin through ManhattanBleek is chillin, Murda is chillinWhat more can I say? We still killin emBags we still dealin em, four wheels, we wheelin themChicks like I'm feelin him - yeah ma, okayBlack jeans and Timberlands give em adrenaline rushLadies know the difference between them niggas and usWe the R-O-C, and we don't stopThey don't make a gun that we don't popMatter fact they don't make a car that we don't dropThought you knew they don't make jewels that we don't copWhat you knew? You actin' like the ROC ain't hotOr the car that I cop ain't missin' a topAnd even if they don't make drops that kindI tear da roof off like I'm Busta Rhymes motherfucker[Jay-Z]Do my ladies run this motherfucker?(Yeah, yeah, come on)Or do my thugs run this motherfucker?(Yeah, yeah, yeah)Come on, come on[Hook][Jay-Z]Do my ladies run this motherfucker?(Okay)Or do my thugs run this motherfucker?(Uh-huh, okay, uh-huh)Come on, come onIt's the R-O-C, we don't stopIt's the R-O-C, we don't stopIt's the R-O-C, we don't stopUh Memp Bleek, The Understanding niggasGet your mind right, ha-ha
 
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