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We Goin' to Do It to Ya Lyrics Meanings
by Busta Rhymes


We Goin' to Do It to Ya Lyrics

Aiyyo Mega' gimme some of that barefoot jungle shit
and let me shake a leg nigga! (Megahertz)

Let's give it to 'em
Yo, let's give it to 'em
Yo, let's give it to 'em
Busta Bust, let's give it to 'em
Flipmode, let's give it to 'em
Check it

[Verse One]
Ever felt the fire burn like this (burn like this)
You shocked that I've returned like this
Stern like shit'll make you firm like this
see'mon, while we make the bitches yearn like this
Pearl white shit'll make the world hype quick
and earl like knowing I'm boning your girl like this
Act sweet (boy) nigga we pack heat so (back boy)
Stack money like a Backstreet Boy
Track sheet, never whack, bitches hitting in my back seat
Love my flick up in the Black Beat boy
So move your black feet boy, make bitches bounce to this
Don't let me have to let the mac speak boy
Track meet boy, hundred meter dash, straight to the trash
You corny rhyming on them whack beats boy (c'mon)
And you know we rock on and on
And make the bitches want to bounce, all night long and
And to my getting money niggas keep balling (c'mon)
You know we bout to take it to the next morning [Chorus: x2]
Get your big ass on the floor!
You know we goin' do it to ya (alright)
You know we goin' do it to ya (alright)
You know we doin' do it to ya (alright) nigga

Get your big ass on the floor, see'mon!
[Verse Two]
The Range Ro' and everything you see is paid fo' nigga, see'mon
Change flow and then we lay low
Chase mo' money, fuck I want to waste dough fo'
Stack peso, big money know my small money
probably bigger than your whack payroll
Money get your hands off of me, dance all night
Break bitches hot and sweaty take your tight pants off for me
So horny, shorty pull your plans off on me
Whyling out, while shorty ditching her mans off for me
So simple, there go the champagne glass
When your pour, make sure the whole entire thing full
Sinful! Still shorty putting the something on me
Brushing on me, whyling and feeling and touching on me
What you play fo'? When I hop up in my two do'
Great sex and do it, say no mo'
Make those, know nigga we got heat big
Block sheets and shit and stay up on the hot street though
Get high shit fly bitches running the flo'
Hollering and screaming this my shit!
Count that in the amounts that amount to the ceiling
I know you love the way we bounce back nigga
Gimme my ounce back nigga, Flipmode back in the spot
You can run and go announce that nigga, see'mon

Get your big ass on the floor
You know we going

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