Do It (Remix)

What's that sound like to you? (Oh)
I don't know, man
This one sounds like a remix (Oh, oh)
City, Big Latto (Oh)
Period

Yeah, said I'm not kissing nobody, boy, I got my lipgloss on
Shut up (Hush), why you talking when you know that this my song?
This ain't really the night to blow me up, I ditched my phone
Five shots, ready to party, throwing it back, it's principle
Throwing it back like fishing pole, throwing it back like fishing pole
All of your junk like physical
That's just how we do it, not a rhyme or a reason
We signing broads in the front while you look off in the bleachers
We pulling up the way we do to keep the audience tweeting
The farther we going up, it's like the harder they reaching
If you see my titties, I tell 'em record it and keep it
A couple twins sitting pretty, no Victoria Secret (Yeah, c'mon)

I beat my face
Moving fast 'cause the Uber on the way
Taking pictures, make sure you can't see no lace
That wig secure like the money in a safe
I look like bae
Now I'm on the way
Let you know when I'm 'bout a mile away
When I'm outside, please don't make me wait
The party starting when we pull up to the gate
Girl, we so late

I'm just with the crew
We ain't out here looking for boo (No, we not)
'Cause some nights be better with you (Yeah, come on, okay)
It's a homies-only kind of mood
And tonight, we on a hundred (What's up?)
One hundred (Uh-huh)
No drama, no baby mamas, keeping it cute (Come on)

Ooh, ooh
That's just what I do, do, do
And that's just how we do it, do it, do it
And you could do it too, ooh, ooh, ooh

I pull up foreign (Skrrt), with my friends
AMG (Yep), on a Benz
Ride or die (Ride or die), 'til the end ('Til the end)
I be cute, how we look setting trends (Period)
These my queens, these my girls (Girls)
I don't do pretend (No)
Ice check, wrist check, Patek on ten (Ice)
Big rocks, big bags, waist be looking slim (Ow)
She keep looking at us but I know she can't swim (City)

We out tonight probably
City Girls, Chloe, Halle
Niggas on our body (We got that)
Number-one box like Roddy
We just here to party (Yeah)
Taste test, these niggas salty
Text that nigga probably, but he never see my body (At all)
This is what I do (I do)
I'm with my crew (My crew)
Don't call me, call Tyrone, Erykah Badu
Lace on like I'm from an island
No, I'm not foreign, I drive 'em
Skrrt, skrrt, all my bitches stay riding
Stewardess, my relationship private (Period)

Ooh, ooh
That's just what I do, do, do
And that's just how we do it
Yeah, that's just how we do it
Yeah, you could do it too, ooh, ooh, ooh

Do it now, looking good
Make him spend it like he should
Rolling 'Woods, busting juggs
Love them niggas from the hood (Yeah)
Nothing about me basic
And my body stacked like my savings
Rapping 'bout that pussy power got the whole game intimidated (Hah)
Yeah, I make him do it, do it
Nails on fleek, get into it
Money talk, yeah, I speak fluent
So the bag what I'm pursuing
Toes white, lace right
I look too pretty to fight
And it's tight, I'm his type
They say lil' baby a bite
Thirty-inch bundles with the bayang
Latto got the block hot just like Lil Wayne
Classy like Chloe and Halle, nasty like Megan
Losing me, you drop the queen like blackjack in Vegas (Latto)

Ooh, ooh
That's just what I do, do, do (You like it, you like it, don't you?)
And that's just how we do it, do it, do it (You like it, you like it, don't you?)
And you could do it too, ooh, ooh, ooh (You can do it too)

Oh, oh, oh, I been looking for tonight
Girl, looking fly, we so high
Got diamonds all over, we shine
Yeah, you know we like the touching and the loving
And we don't need no husband in the function
So I keep it coming, yeah, you know I be ready
So give me the loving, oh

Drop that ass to the floor (To the floor)
Here's to the pretty young thing with the big ol' goals
We don't gotta act nice, we don't gotta act right
We never causing no fights, but I'll still give you the smoke
Yeah, I smile, you caught my eye, eye
But, boy, I ain't worried 'bout you tonight
We going on and on, they keep on playing this song
And we gon' do it, do it, do it 'til the early morn