| The lyric of We Goin To Do It To Ya, Busta Rhymes's song Aiyyo Mega gimme some of that barefoot jungle shit and let me shake a leg nigga! (Megahertz) Let s give it to em Yolet s give it to em Yolet s give it to em Busta Bustlet s give it to em Flipmodelet 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 C monwhile we make the bitches yearn like this Pearl white shit ll make the world hype quick and earl like knowin I m bonin your girl like this Act sweet (BOY) nigga we pack heat so (BACK BOY) Stack money like a Backstreet Boy Track sheetnever whackbitches hittin in my back seat Love my flick up in the Black Beat boy So move your black feet boymake bitches bounce to this Don t let me have to let the mac speak boy Track meet boyhundred meter dashstraight to the trash You corny rhymin on them whack beats boy (C MON) And you know we rock on and on And make the bitches wanna bounceall night long and And to my gettin money niggaz keep ballin (c mon) You know we bout to take it to the next mornin Chorus: repeat 2X 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 floorC MON!! Verse Two The Range Ro and everything you see is paid fo niggac mon Change flow and then we lay low Chase mo moneyfuck I wanna waste dough fo Stack pesobig money know my small money probably bigger than your WHACK payroll Money get your hands off of medance all night Break bitches hot and sweaty take your tight pants off for me So hornyshorty pull your plans off on me Whylin outwhile shorty ditchin her mans off for me So simplethere go the champagne glass When your pourmake sure the whole entire thing full Sinful! Still shorty puttin the somethin on me Brushin on mewhylin and feelin and touchin on me Whatchu play fo ? (RRAH!) When I hop up in my two do Great sex and do itsay no mo (RRAH!) Make thoseknow nigga we got heat big Block sheets and shit and stay up on the hot street though (RRAH!) Get high shit (RRAH!) fly bitches runnin the flo Hollerin and screamin this my shit! (RRAH!) Count that in the amounts that amount to the ceiling I know you love the way we bounce back nigga Gimme my ounce back niggaFlipmode back in the spot You can run and go announce that niggac mon Chorus Get your big ass on the floor You know we goin ..
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