Doin' It Right

Hands up, hands up, hands up Yo get your hands in the air You came to party tonight We gon' get down hell yeah You'll have the time of your life If you're doin' it right If you're doin' it right If you're doin' it right If you're doin' it right Ay girl you're bad as luck Ay girl I'm mad as fuck That we ain't never fucked I mean, like what the fuck (W- w- was that too abrasive for you? Uh, uh, l- lemme get that again, I got you babe, I got you babe) Well god damn you hot as hell I mean, I might as well See what that might entail I got some slight detail from your homegirl (You know I knew your girlfriend back in the day and you know she was telling me you was looking for somebody, and uh) So I'm Slim, but call me Sugar She think and caught me looking Don't trip you too good looking Don't slip you could be looking at the future Mrs. Sugar If she play her cards right (And I'd get in that thing now, I tell you) But yeah, but yeah, I came to kick it you know Phife Dawg and Tip and Ali Shaheed, Jarobi, my flow be The golden ticket so you enjoy the show And I'll be back to visit But now I got to spit like a spigot Get back to business Yo get your hands in the air You came to party tonight We gon' get down hell yeah You'll have the time of your life If you're doin' it right If you're doin' it right If you're doin' it right If you're doin' it right You got your makeup on Girl don't hurt nobody 'Til the break of dawn Know you came here to party If you're doin' it right If you're doin' it right If you're doin' it right If you're doin' it right Alright, I get the stage crackin' Shit, I get major backing I do it for the people, Asian, white, black, and Latin Whether you catch the bus, or you be cadillacking And niggas looking for beef like cattle jacking We got that, roger that I'm a star at it, write a star back Drop back, hail mary 2Pacalypse in my Chevrolet Bel Air, and It's in the can, sugar man Leonard, Shane, and Ray Robinson, well god damn Like Cassius Clay, what'd he say? "Sup the world I'm a bad, bad man" For any Sonny Liston, I hope Sonny's listening I'm knocking niggas out, we don't do them split decisions Nor do we split the pie with people who don't recognize That this is something special right before your eyes I advise... Yo get your hands in the air You came to party tonight We gon' get down hell yeah You'll have the time of your life If you're doin' it right If you're doin' it right If you're doin' it right If you're doin' it right You got your makeup on Girl don't hurt nobody 'Til the break of dawn Know you came here to party If you're doin' it right If you're doin' it right If you're doin' it right If you're doin' it right Shout out to the brothers chilling And they feeling Hoes keep choosing If you keep losing You ain't doin' it right You ain't doin' it right You ain't doin' it right You ain't doin' it right Hands up, hands up, hands up Hands up, hands up, hands up