Let's Do It - Petey Pablo: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Let's Do It

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Let's Do It was released on May 3, 2009 by G'd Up Records LLC as a part of the album Same Eyez On Me

Song Details

AlbumSame Eyez On Me

Release DateMay 3, 2009

LabelG'd Up Records LLC

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM90

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Petey Pablo

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Cole Porter

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Guap Squad Inc

Producer

Lyrics

Well baby, me so horny

Me so horny

Me love you long time

I'd rather pay for the pussy than

Tryna find the right lines to say to ya

I ain't got that much time to give to ya

You want this money or not, let's do it

I'd rather pay for the pussy than

Tryna find the right lines to say to ya

I ain't got that much time to give to ya

You want this money or not, let's do it

Said I'm good for wildin' out in the club, throwin' money 'round

Bad chicks that wanna dance with they titties out

Doin' tricks, makin' they booty bounce

Tootin' up they balls in they coochie and poot 'em out

Now make it touch the ground, oh yeah, she blood raw

That ain't the baddest bitch up in here, boy, I swear to God

Now get up, mama, turn around, look how she do her mouth

I got them lip gloss shinin' like some Marlboros

Uh-oh, there she go twirlin' around on the pole, slow down, ho

Ho, sound hound, I gotta pay her for it

Come here, honey, come get this money, you deserve it

Here's a ten, here's a twenty, here's a, fuck it, take a hundred, oh

I'd rather pay for the pussy than

Tryna find the right lines to say to ya

I ain't got that much time to give to ya

You want this money or not, let's do it

I'd rather pay for the pussy than

Tryna find the right lines to say to ya

I ain't got that much time to give to ya

You want this money or not, let's do it

It ain't trickin' if you got it, mama, I ain't got no money problems

I can spare a few dollars to help you make it through college

Back shots and hot shit make the booty drop

Like a car sittin' on hydraulics

God almighty, hoochie wally, wally bang bang boogie

The up jump the boogie, goddamn, she proper

You wanna Prada, Gucci, Louis Vuitton?

You wanna rose gold chain with a rose gold charm?

Car like mine that sit on chrome?

Access code to everything I own?

You could have it all, girl, I swear to God

Uh, cross my heart

I'd rather pay for the pussy than

Tryna find the right lines to say to ya

I ain't got that much time to give to ya

You want this money or not

How you like it, daddy?

T-shirt, no bra, no panties

How you like it, daddy?

Any way your ass can throw this shit back to me

Five, ten, fifteen, twenty

Twenty-five, thirty-five, forty-five, fifty

You picked the right night to be in here strippin'

Now come on here and let's talk about payin' your bills

I'd rather pay for the pussy than

Tryna find the right lines to say to ya

I ain't got that much time to give to ya

You want this money or not, let's do it

I'd rather pay for the pussy than

Tryna find the right lines to say to ya

I ain't got that much time to give to ya

You want this money or not, let's do it

Written by: Cole Porter

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