(Intro – Fabolous & Trey Songz)
Go ahead
See you can’t just do it
Go ahead
You gotta do it well
(Verse 1 – Fabolous)
Body language is the kinda talk I’m fluent in
Why don’t you stop talking bout it and come do it then
Written on your face, that yeah I’m tryna do it grin
Even planning, we just need a spot to do it in
Heading to engagements, head behind the Range tints
Fruits of my labor, edible arrangements
It get a little messy, sweater new, Jays mint
She say when she done with me I better go and change them
F**k the sweater I don’t know no f**king better
Y’all don’t get it, I don’t know no f**king better
Then this right here, shawty right there
Still giving ol boy nightmares
And I heard your ex hate it, that’s why my texts dated
Last night was a movie and it was X-Rated
Flick called Wet, it only gets better
Tonight we make the squeal and call that sh*t Wetter
(Pre Chorus – Trey Songz & Fabolous)
Go ahead, go ahead)
F**k me like you know somebody else ain’t f**king me right
Go ahead, go ahead
F**k me like you know somebody else ain’t f**king me right
Niiice
I’ma kiss your body from your head down to your toes
Any time you want it you just let a ni**a know
Just let me know
(Chorus – Trey Songz & Fabolous)
And we gon do it, do it, do it, do it
We gon do it real good
And we gon do it, do it, do it, do it
She represent Queens, I was raised out in Brooklyn
(Verse 2 – Nicki Minaj)
Body language is the only talk he fluent in
He knew it was going down when he flew me in
Anything that I got on he wanna do me in
Now all these non discrete bi**hes wanna do me in
Uh, go AP on me
He know all his ni**a wanna put the D on me
Even Dr. Dre went and put the B on me
But my pu**y so exclusive, limited edition
You know ni**as love pretty bi**hes with ambition
Bees on the keys never go in the ignition
B-B-But when I ride it, do it to precision
I could tell that he tripping every time that it’s slipping
When he bout to come I start to kiss his neck
I let him score, but we ditch the ref
When we going out we gotta ditch the press
Ah man, I got his bi**h depressed
(Repeat Pre Chorus & Chorus)
(Verse 3 – Nicki Minaj & Fabolous)
I’ma call you big daddy and scream your name
Only if you have me dripping like candy paint
So what you said, I give it to you right, give it to you left
Make it last forever, king sweat, have you outta breath
Mmmm, daddy slow down a bit
You acting like I never been down town and sh*t
I need a baller laid back while he watch this thing bounce
Buying him designer bags, milli in my account
No doubt, I’m the player that they’re talking about
Got that good sh*t, even in a drought
If you gon do it, do it for real
And if they ask how I’m doing tell em doing it well
(Repeat Pre Chorus & Chorus)
