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written by M. Ciccone and A. Betts
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Time: 4:53
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Tick tick tock, Mo is on the jock
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I did her in the limo as we went around the block
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Sucked the mole on her hip, licked the lipstick off her lip
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She got real excited, yo she started to flip
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She says 'Dre baby 'Dre baby oh
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I said just relax, yo chill Mo
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We made a right turn onto Central Park West
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One hand gripped the car, the other on her breast
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Chorus:
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Did you do it? Ya know I did it
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Did you do it? Ya know I did it
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Did you do it? Ya know I did it
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I let the seat recline and I hit it
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Did you do it? I said I did it
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Did you do it? I said I did it
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Did you do it? I said I did it
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But I backed out quick because I thought I split it
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Waiting for you, just waiting
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Waiting for you
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Waiting for you, just waiting
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Waiting for you
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Uh, Ho's in the front for the 1990's
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Walkin' around showing off their hinies
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Wigglin' they're jigglin' they're swingin' and flingin'
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9-7-0 Yo Ho, your phone's ringin'
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You get a call from your John, you meet him at the mot'
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He's chillin' in a pamper and a fur coat
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Your head starts spinnin', you drunk too much gin in
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Your jaw starts grinnin', and this is the beginnin'
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Of a night of an average Ho
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It ain't all about working on the streets no more
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Here's another episode of dropping off a load
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Peter was on the beater, I was about to explode
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I couldn't hold back [so whadja do]
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I took her to my place [yo, did she sit on your face]
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She was so good just like uh, Campbell's soup
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I won't try to front so here's the rude scoop
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I dipped it and I stripped it and I ripped it like before
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I had her screamin', nope no diddily, nope no more
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I can't stop once I get started
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But yo honey, uh, get them legs parted
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Waiting for you, just waiting
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Waiting for you
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Waiting for you, just waiting
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Waiting for you
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(chorus)
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They come with the rough stuff, boy we hit it, split it, and forgit it
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In the same order as ya hear, boy I'm not frontin' [me not front]
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Don't ask what, me tell ya the truth, you understand me eye?
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The iron eye can get busy, you know what I'm saying?
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Clean up me rifle, clean up me rifle
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Clean up me rifle, me elephant rifle
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Clean up me rifle, you clean up me rifle
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Clean up me rifle, elephant rifle
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I flipped her from the top of my head, enough said
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I'm the brother with the short short dreads
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A couple different styles, a couple different 'fros
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Just some that my souls about some girls I know
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I gotta hit it hard because I go for the gusto
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And I cover up the moans by turnin' up my stereo
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(chorus)
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You didn't do it, he didn't do it
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I made her go
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Waiting for you, just waiting
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Waiting for you
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(repeat and fade)
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Did You Do It
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| Madonna |
