Method Man - Left And Right lyrics

[Redman] Yo, yo Yeah, come on [D'Angelo] I see you dancing right now I don't need to tell you that you know how Baby you do, oh I say you belong And if you dream, you'd be free I can take you there Just follow me Baby I won't, I won't steer you wrong And it seems like to me You want someone to treat you like their queen Babe I do So what'cha want? Smack your a**, pull your hair And I even kiss you way down there You know I will Think I won't? [D'Angelo] That's the way we do it Left and right Keep it moving Up and down How we do it babe Left and right Uh keep it moving Up and down Uh so what'cha doing? Left and right I love it went you do it Up and down Love it went you do it Left and right Keep doing it babe, yeah [1 - D'Angelo] Left and right And up and down [Repeat 1 w/Redman and Method ad-libs (4x)] [Method Man] Yo D how we do it [Redman] Hey yo D how we do it [Method Man] Hey yo how we do it All day how we do it [D'Angelo] Yeah I hear you calling my world Make you feel like a pearl I'll rub your back and fulfill your needs, yeah So I would suggest you get undressed Fingertips touching and you'll come back As I want Why don't you give it to me? I will have you believe There's no reason for you to leave Stay right here (stay right here) In my arms (in my arms) Bring you fears stay secure Here with me you can be sure There's no faking you turn me on [D'Angelo] That's the way we do it Left and right Oh Up and down You keep it moving Left and right Yeah she's moving Up and down Oh yeah Left and right Love it when you do it Up and down Don't stop Left and right Just keep doing it baby, oh [Repeat 1 w/Redman and Method ad-libs (4x)] [Redman] He yo D how we do it [Method Man] Yo D how we do it Funk Doc how we do it [Redman] Yo Stallion [Method Man] This is how we do it [D'Angelo] Why don't you know? The s**y little things you do (The s**y little things you do) Oh, oh why don't you know? The s**y little things you do, ooh [Redman] Yo, yo My flows remarkable Doc walk like Kane from Kung Fu round the globe Throw obstacles I'll hurdle them Herb and whack MC's, drum racks To the rims to the caps Yo Meth, Tical, and D I'm ASAP, I'm crack a don chicken hunting at KFC In '83 I was that scrub TLC talking 'bout Now I rock the house Chalk 'em out [Method Man] Yeah no doubt who gots the biggest a** in the house Young miss fillet-a-fish Salt water trout, pretty young thing Got a tongue ring and dirty mouth And she whispering them sweet nothings I hear it out Baby you got me like Joni had Cha Chi Until she got high and went and f**ed Potsi Lady Godiva From day one a dick rider Liar, liar set your p**y on fire [Redman (Method Man)] Yo Doc be off the wall We keep a Marly cheap Pulling a Harley deep with a jar of grease Come 1-5-1, straight endo, the spot I f** brown sugar behind the fiber gla** window Its Doc not guns don't sling weight The only thing I sling is condoms for spring break (f** 'em) How we do it? (Leave 'em) How we do it? (Get the money) The p**y (The weed) Now do it [Method Man (Redman)] Now take your coat off and stay a while Now honey child if you're gon' be acting funny style Then I don't need ya It's Saturday, this night fever sh** is popping, Acheeva my mouth cotton Tis the season for draws dropping And heavy breathing You ain't skeezin' you dick teasin' I'm leavin' Acting rotten, I got no time for games I'm no joke Drop that a** when I'm finished And watch it smoke (Yeah, yeah, yeah)