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Slum Village

Things U Do (Remix)

 

Things U Do (Remix)

(álbum: Fan-Tas-Tic Vol 1. - 1997)


Yo, FC for life, ha, ha, ha
Things you do to me, things you do to me, things you do to me
Things you do to me, things you do to me
Things you do to me, things you do to me
Check this shit out

Yo, I got an
Eye for you, so why do I socialize
'Bout—run it back, run it back, I got an
Eye for you, so why do I socialize
Don't ask me why I look in your eyes
And fantasize 'bout you and I
Then I wish I, now I'm the
Fly shit that you like—run it back—I'm the
Fly shit that you like, and I
Despise you and didn't surprise to see me in
The ride, you told me lies, and all this time
You was the sly shit I despise
Why you be shy? Can't look me in the eye
I wonder why you do the do to me

Things you do to me (Run it back)
Things you do to me, things you do to me (Run it back)
Things you do to me, things you do to me

I knew this girl by the name of Hotpants
I miss her pants, babe you know you accelerate
You made me wait, for a goddamn day
I mean the nerve of this chick, giving ass late
But you straight, you straight maybe you shouldn't be so hard
I mean, oh, my God—run it back—oh, my god
Mean 1-1-1, its not a murder—uh
And even if I was I wouldn't murder ya, come here, girl
Give me all your—uh, give me all your—uh

Things you do to me, things you do to me
Things you said to me, things you do to me
Things you do to me, things you do to me
Things you do to me

Whats the probl-im Ach-im? You better come clean
Get you whacked cause you wack
Its like a Kodak (Run it back)
Whats the probl-im Ach-im? You better come clean
Get you whacked cause you wack
Its like a Kodak, what I mean, your photograph
My mind, had me runnin for telegraph
For You, ooh, for our conversation we will fuck
On the roof at a tantra, say mama hold it back
The stimulator, tantrum master
Visualize the lotus, ladies and women the khakis is in my lingum
Notice the tactic, your mine (run it back) your mine
Things you do to me, uh Ohh

Things you do to me, things you do to me
Things you do to me, things you do to me
Things you do to me, things you do to me
Things you do to me, things you do to me
Things you do to me, things you do to me
Things you do to me

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