Do It

Album: Ungodly Hour (2020)
Charted: 63
Play Video
  • What's that sound like to you? (Oh)
    I don't know, man (this one sounds like a remix, oh, oh)
    City, Big Latto (oh)
    Do it, do it, do it, do it

    Yeah, said I'm not kissin' nobody, boy, I got my lipgloss on
    Shut up (hush), why you talkin' when you know that this my song?
    This ain't really the night to blow me up, I ditched my phone
    Five shots, ready to party, throwin' it back, it's principle
    Throwin' it back like fishin' pole, throwin' it back like fishin' pole
    All of your junk like, physical
    That's just how we do it, not a rhyme or a reason
    We signin' broads in the front while you look off in the bleachers
    We pullin' up the way we do to keep the audience tweetin'
    The farther we goin' up, it's like the harder they reachin'
    If you see my titties, I tell 'em record it and keep it
    A couple twins sittin' pretty, no Victoria Secret (yeah, come on)

    Yeah, I beat my face (beat my face)
    Movin' fast 'cause the Uber on the way (on the way)
    Takin' pictures, make sure you can't see no lace (see no lace)
    That wig secure like the money in a safe (in a safe)
    I look like bae (look like bae)
    Now I'm on the way (on the way)
    Let you know when I'm 'bout a mile away (mile away)
    When I'm outside, please don't make me wait (make me wait)
    The party startin' when we pull up to the gate (to the gate)
    Girl, we so late

    I'm just with the crew
    We ain't out here lookin' for boo (no, we not)
    'Cause some nights be better with you (yeah, come on, okay)
    It's a homies-only kind of mood
    And tonight, we on a hundred (what's up?)
    One hundred (uh-huh)
    No drama, no baby mamas, keepin' it cute (come on)

    Ooh, ooh
    That's just what I do, do, do
    And that's just how we do it, do it, do it
    And you could do it too, ooh, ooh, ooh

    I pull up foreign (skrrt), with my friends
    AMG (yep), on a Benz
    Ride or die (ride or die), 'til the end ('til the end)
    I be cute, how we look? Settin' trends (period)
    These my queens, these my girls (girls)
    I don't do pretend (no)
    Ice check, wrist check, Patek on ten (ice)
    Big rocks, big bags, waist be lookin' slim (ow)
    She keep lookin' at us but I know she can't swim (City)

    We out tonight probably
    City Girls, Chloe, Halle
    Niggas on our body (we got that)
    Number-one box like Roddy
    We just here to party (yeah)
    Taste test, these niggas salty
    Text that nigga probably, but he never see my body (at all)
    This is what I do (I do)
    I'm with my crew (my crew)
    Don't call me, call Tyrone, Erykah Badu
    Lace on like I'm from an island
    No, I'm not foreign, I drive 'em
    Skrrt, skrrt, all my bitches stay ridin'
    Stewardess, my relationship private (period)

    Ooh, ooh
    That's just what I do, do, do
    And that's just how we do it
    Yeah, that's just how we do it (uh, 'Latto)
    Yeah, you could do it too, ooh, ooh, ooh

    Do it now, lookin' good
    Make him spend it like he should
    Rollin' 'Woods, bustin' juggs
    Love them niggas from the hood (yeah)
    Nothin' about me basic
    And my body stacked like my savings
    Rappin' 'bout that pussy power got the whole game intimidated (ha)
    Yeah, I make him do it, do it
    Nails on fleek, get into it
    Money talk, yeah, I speak fluent
    So the bag what I'm pursuin'
    Toes white, lace right
    I look too pretty to fight
    And it's tight, I'm his type
    They say lil' baby a bite
    Thirty-inch bundles with the bayang (bayang)
    'Latto got the block hot just like Lil Wayne
    Classy like Chloe and Halle, nasty like Megan
    Losin' me, you drop the queen like blackjack in Vegas ('Latto)

    Ooh, ooh (you like it)
    That's just what I do, do, do (you like it, don't you?)
    And that's just how we do it, do it, do it (you like it, you like it, don't you?)
    And you could do it too, ooh, ooh (you can do it too)

    Oh, oh, oh, I been lookin' for tonight
    Girl, lookin' fly, we so high
    Got diamonds all over, we shine
    Yeah, you know we like the touchin' and the lovin'
    And we don't need no husband in the function
    So I keep it comin', yeah, you know I be ready
    So give me the lovin', oh

    Drop that ass to the floor (to the floor)
    Here's to the pretty young thing with the big ol' goals
    We don't gotta act nice, we don't gotta act right
    We never causin' no fights, but I'll still give you the smoke
    Yeah, I smile, you caught my eye, eye
    But, boy, I ain't worried 'bout you tonight
    We goin' on and on, they keep on playin' this song
    And we gon' do it, do it, do it 'til the early morn' Writer/s: Alyssa Stephens, Amala Zandile Dlamini, Broderick Hughey, Caresha Brownlee, Chloe Bailey, Halle Bailey, Jatavia Johnson, Scott Storch, Victoria McCants
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, O/B/O CAPASSO, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind


Be the first to comment...

Editor's Picks

Roger McGuinn of The Byrds

Roger McGuinn of The ByrdsSongwriter Interviews

Roger reveals the songwriting formula Clive Davis told him, and if "Eight Miles High" is really about drugs.

Mike Scott of The Waterboys - "Fisherman's Blues"

Mike Scott of The Waterboys - "Fisherman's Blues"They're Playing My Song

Armed with a childhood spent devouring books, Mike Scott's heart was stolen by the punk rock scene of 1977. Not surprisingly, he would go on to become the most literate of rockers.

Goodbye, Hello: Ten Farewell Tour Fake-Outs

Goodbye, Hello: Ten Farewell Tour Fake-OutsSong Writing

The 10 biggest "retirement tours" that didn't take.

Don Felder

Don FelderSongwriter Interviews

Don breaks down "Hotel California" and other songs he wrote as a member of the Eagles. Now we know where the "warm smell of colitas" came from.

Susanna Hoffs - "Eternal Flame"

Susanna Hoffs - "Eternal Flame"They're Playing My Song

The Prince-penned "Manic Monday" was the first song The Bangles heard coming from a car radio, but "Eternal Flame" is closest to Susanna's heart, perhaps because she sang it in "various states of undress."

Cheerleaders In Music Videos

Cheerleaders In Music VideosSong Writing

It started with a bouncy MTV classic. Nirvana and MCR made them scary, then Gwen, Avril and Madonna put on the pom poms.