Dj Quik - Do Today lyrics

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Dj Quik - Do Today lyrics

[DJ Quik:] Four, three, two Let's count it off: one (one) Now we gon' show you all to have fun (fun) Get dressed and hit the club at 'bout two (two) I'm a order me a Henny and a brew And I'm a grab two girls or maybe three (three) Now get on the dancefloor with me We wanna know what you came for (four) I wanna see you get it on the floor Now we gon' push out about five (five) I'm feelin your buzz and beehive Now let's go get some breakfast at six (six) Out in front of the diner, we takin pics And I could see the red eye, it's like seven (seven) Got the engine in the Tahoe revvin Pick up the check and bounce about eight (eight) Now it's time to put you up on the plate Honey, I'll be the 6, you'll be the 9 (nine) I gotta have you again, you're too fine (too fine) Girl, you're better than 9, you're like dime (dime) On a beautiful scale, you'll get a ten Because you don't take up with all men (nah, nah) You got me lost for time, it's 11: 30 And your body's like heaven, so curvy So just one more time, you a**ume So we can both be asleep by noon [Chorus - Jon B:] What are you gonna do today? Let me fly out to LA Where the sun never hides behind the clouds You peep the shore line when you landed, on the 4-5 now dippin Whatever's on your mind's what we gon' do now Oh yeah... [BlaKKazz K.K.:] I like your cinnamon buns dipped in Deréon Feelin the jeans just bustin the seams Make the K fiend, but whatcha game like? Lookin at you baby, I see ya frame right We on the floor with the girls off tequila Sexy, independent, party goin divas That like to drop it low, stop and go Push back that a**, girl don't stop that show Party hard, make a toast By the end of the night doin the most I'm checkin out ya pedicure package, ya well-managed You're bilingual? I hit you with the Spanish (¡Soy Culo a Negro, me dicen mandigo, con la culebra grande) Yeah, I'm international, now you know Lovin the black and brown, I do it all [Chorus] [DJ Quik:] Now the Hollywood glitz and glamour, that's just one aspect Still pack your camera, cause we got projects Just like Atlanta but you might get seasick So bring Mylanta, cause we got marinas and yachts and big mansions And bubbly pourin on the patio I'm dancin I kick it with Prince, but his house he was jammin Plus I didn't have to fly out to Minneapolis Cause it's the metropolis, it's where they topless It's where we party in the evening where the cops is House of Blues day, Key Club Tuesday Sunset crackin a lot harder than where you stay They come from the I.E., they comin from Sandberg They comin from Phoenix and Las Vegas where the sand burns They comin from 'Frisco, they comin from O-HI They comin from Memphis and Detroit and NY But all of 'em fly [Chorus] [Outro - Jon B:] Oh yeah, yeah What we gonna do now, babe, is Party, party, party, baby party Party, party, party, baby party Party, party, party, baby party Party, party, party, we gon' party Oh yeaaaaaah, whoa yeaaaah Party party party, like Uncle Charlie Whoooooa, whoa-whooooa yeah ye-yeah-yeah Oh yeah yeah, oh whoa one time For you mind baby, oh whooooa, uh

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