Do U? Lyrics

Yea baby girl, you know how it's going down -

2003, Do or Die, J.P., Twista still

[Verse 1]

Well, when I heard a knock at the door

Must of been the girl that I met on the low

She real thin, nice chick 5-4

Had a few here so we head for the show

Afterward we hit the Mo Mo Mo

Yes stay click, got in the Expo

I'm city sharp, buy the mink to the floor

Hair natural, never bought it from the store

Gimmie a minute, and get down with a pro

P. I. M. P. P. O. get a few friend like a party fa sho

We can hit a tune like my homie Debo

All in the mall buying Avirex, we can sport mine called S.E.X

Platinum link, all in effect

I can pick head but I'm a bad for a check

In the truck though, so I can hop in the Lex

Baby got back, but I'm trying to relax

P.L.A.Y.E.R., giving her eyes

Then we headed to the bar

Never give her money, cuz she know she a star

Did you wanna ride in my car?

[Hook]

Do you? (Do you? Do you? Do you?)

23's like Jordan on the Escalade (escalade)

Got a pound of dro' girl, if you wanna blaze

You can let your hair down, while the AC blow

Before you get in, I just need to know

Do you? (Do you? Do you? Do you?)

I'll keep it on the low

Do you? Do you?

[Verse 2]

In the mood, like yes y'all

Rather be, let it test y'all

Light the B if it's special

Can I undress to relax y'all

Well, stretch out like a Lex ball

If it's that raw, to the chests with the Remy

Like a slug with your vest off

Let me touch it, if it's that soft

And relieving in the menopause

I can't believe how they sent them off

Took the number then I'm in the mall

Being grinning bout to spend them all

Just balling, shot shot calling

Holla at my dogg while they sipping alcohol

Really want to kick it, but they all just stalling
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6 dime pieces, checking out my pausing

They looking like ooh, he flossing

Baby girl, I don't do this often

In the 5 double 0 for sho'

We still ride the Cadillac, slam the doors

Suppose I kick back, kick the flows

Dressed to impress, then flex the ho

Check the dough

Do you? (Do you? Do you Do you?)

I'll keep it on the lo

Do you? Do you?

Do you?

An it really don't matter, where we go

Let's sip this Henn, pop this Mo

Before I strip you, I just need to know

Can I do you?

[Verse 3: Twista]

Now I was kickin when I met you in the club

Had me feeling on your booty, and the brother was a 50ball

For you, I even popped some Crissy in the tub

And my body was start wondering when if I'm a get the draws

Let me know if I'm in the right lane

Tell me when I say the right things

I got tight flame

Rollin thru stunting why are you running

Cuz I'm coming with some pimp-type game

Iced out charm, chromed out truck

Coming thru balling like I don't really give a fuck

Blowing the fatty, an purple, with the windows up

When I'm sipping on Hennessey and Hypnotic getting stuck

And I need a thug

To care for me while haters be attacking me, backing me

To a corner while a brother trying to get theirs

And I need a queen backing me while I'm running my faculty

Telling me I be lethal when I spit words

Hit herb

Hold it in, then blow it out

Do you like the way I flow it out

Don't ever act funny or petty with the money

When I throw it out

Do you like how I talk

Do you like the way I ride

Do you like the way I pimp spree's

You can let me down easy

Cuz' still ill be the player Twista slash P.O. P.I.M.P

Now baby, do u?

[Hook]