Do It Again
Jay-Z Amil Beanie Sigel Lyrics

Roc-a-fella
This is the Roc-a-fella team introducing themselves.

Y'all know what this is
We assume you're familiar with our brand and what we stand for.

We givin' y'all five seconds to put your drink down
You have a short amount of time to finish your drink and get ready for the party.

And report to the dance floor immediately
Please make your way to the dance floor promptly.

All the bustas we givin y'all five seconds to get close to a exit
For all the wannabes and posers, you have five seconds to find an exit.

It's about to get real ugly in here
Things are about to get intense and chaotic in this place.

Throw the hands up (uh, uh, uh)
Raise your hands and show your enthusiasm.

Throw the hands up (niggas)
Specifically, the men should throw their hands up.

Throw the hands up (bitches)
Even the ladies should raise their hands.

Throw the hands up (bustas)
Everyone, including the posers, should participate.

Throw the hands up (hustlers)
The hard workers and hustlers should also show their support.

Throw the hands up (hoes)
Even the promiscuous ones are encouraged to join in.

Throw the hands up (boasters)
Those who like to brag and boast should raise their hands too.

Throw the hands up (Mac)
And lastly, everyone with the 'Mac' attitude should participate.

You know how Mac come through on the club tip
You already know how we enter the club scene with our style.

Everybody real deep on that thug shit
We roll in deep, exuding a tough and street vibe.

Cop Cris' spray the club on that thug shit
We buy Cristal champagne and spray it in the club, showcasing our luxury and thuggish behavior.

Cop frisks suits snub in the club quick
Our crew carries weapons, wearing suits to hide them, ready to take immediate action if necessary.

Told y'all real high, when I come you can try
We warned you that we are on a different level, and if you dare, you can attempt to match our energy.

If you want, you can die, if you want to
But be cautious, because stepping up to us could lead to your demise.

We hittin' whores on the floor, whole crew be wild
We are dancing and having a great time on the dance floor, attracting attention from women.

Bitch, back that ass up like Juvenile (huh)
Ladies, move your rear end in the same way Juvenile's song 'Back That Azz Up' describes.

When my peeps come to spend, a dime apiece
When my friends arrive, each of them is willing to spend a significant amount of money.

You know Mac come through with a line of freaks
Mac always arrives with a group of attractive and promiscuous women.

Every bitch on the hit be a 9 at least
Every woman in our entourage is stunning, scoring at least a 9 out of 10.

We gettin' head on the floor, while you grindin' freaks
While you engage in close dancing, we're receiving oral pleasure on the dance floor.

Whole squad get it down like this
Our entire squad knows how to party with this level of intensity.

Whole squad buyin' rounds of Cris'
The whole team is purchasing rounds of Cristal champagne.

Whole squad got they crowns on wrist
Each member of our crew is wearing expensive and flashy jewelry on their wrists.

Whole squad got a pound of twist
Our entire group possesses a pound of marijuana to consume.

Whole squad got a pound to spit, in case a clown wanna flip
We have enough weed to smoke and enough ammunition to respond to any potential troublemakers.

Mac never slip in the club
Mac always remains vigilant and alert in the club, never losing focus.

Told y'all niggas four-fifth in the club
We warned you that some members of our crew carry .45 caliber guns inside the club.

If a nigga wanna draw then the blood it can drip in the club
If someone dares to start a fight, it will lead to bloodshed right here in the club.

You know how niggas get in the club
You are aware of the behavior and actions men exhibit inside the club.

Shit you know how I be, all high in V-I-P
You already know how I behave, always elevated in the VIP section.

Rolling up to B-I-G
Arriving in style, paying homage to The Notorious B.I.G.

Niggas be all liquored up, talkin' shit
Men become intoxicated and start talking nonsense.

'Til they man gotta come and pick 'em up
Eventually, their friends need to intervene and escort them out of the club.

Got bitches in the back bouncin' to 'Jigga What'
We have women in the back of the club dancing to the song 'Jigga What' by Jay-Z.

You got your hands up and I ain't even stick y'all up
You are voluntarily raising your hands in excitement without being forced or robbed.

12 AM on the way to the club (uh)
At midnight, we are on our way to the club.

1 AM DJ made it erupt (uh-huh)
By 1 AM, the DJ has gotten the crowd energized and hyped up.

2 AM now I'm gettin' with her (what up?)
By 2 AM, I am engaging with a woman at the club.

3 AM now I'm splittin' with her (splittin' with who?)
By 3 AM, I am leaving the club with her, going somewhere else.

4 AM at the Waffle House (Waffle House)
At 4 AM, we are eating at a Waffle House restaurant.

5 AM now we at my house (uh)
By 5 AM, we have arrived at my house.

6 AM I be diggin' her out (who?)
By 6 AM, I am engaging in sexual activity with her.

6:15 I be kickin' her out (what?)
By 6:15 AM, I am asking her to leave.

7 AM I'ma call my friends (uh-huh)
Once it's 7 AM, I will contact my friends.

12 AM we gon' do it again
At midnight, we will repeat this whole process.

We gon', we gon', we gon' do it again, let's go
We are determined to do this all over again, so let's get started.

Yo, how the fuck you gon' talk about MC's on our heel?
How dare you mention other rappers who are trying to compete with us?

When we just cop them things homie the chromey wheels
We recently purchased expensive cars with chrome wheels.

Both arms are chunky the sleeves on chill
Our arms are adorned with expensive and flashy jewelry.

Any given times a hundred G's in your grill
At any moment, we have at least a hundred thousand dollars worth of jewelry in our collection.

Don't talk to me 'bout MC's got skills
Don't try to discuss other rappers' skills with me.

"He's alright, but he's not real"
Other rappers may be considered decent, but they are not as authentic as me.

Jay-Z's that deal, with seeds in a field
Jay-Z is the real deal, like a farmer planting his seeds for success in the music industry.

Never fear for war, hug, squeeze that steel
I am never afraid of conflict and will readily use my gun to protect myself.

Fuck, you got a flow, that's cool with me
I acknowledge that you have a unique style of rapping, and I respect that.

You got a little dough, that cool with me
You may have some money, and that's fine by me.

You got a little cars, little jewelries
You may have a few cars and some jewelry, but it's nothing impressive.

But none of y'all motherfuckers could fool with me
However, none of you can match up to my superior talent and skills.

You know the wrist frostbit minus two degrees
My wrist is covered in so many diamonds that it feels extremely cold, even below freezing.

'Bout as blue as the sea the way I maneuver the V
The navigation of my blue car resembles the smooth movement of the sea.

Hat cocked can't see his eyes, who could it be?
With my hat tilted, it's difficult to see my eyes, creating an air of mystery about my identity.

With that new blue Yankee on, who but me?
Wearing a new blue Yankees cap, it's obvious that I'm the only one rocking it like this.

Niggas shipped two million, then I blew the three
While other rappers sold two million records, I surpassed them by selling three million.

Then I skated the four, 'fore I went on tour
I quickly made four million dollars before I even went on tour.

I came back and it's plain, y'all niggas ain't rappin' the same
I returned and realized that none of you are rapping on the same level as me.

Fuck the flow, y'all jackin' our slang
You may be copying our style and flow, but we know you're imitators.

I seen the same shit happen to Kane
I witnessed a similar situation occur with the rapper, Big Daddy Kane.

Three cuts in your eyebrows tryin' to wild out
You have three cuts in your eyebrows as an attempt to appear tough and rebellious.

The game is ours, we'll never foul out
The rap industry belongs to us, and we will never lose or fail.

Y'all just better hope we gracefully bow out
All you can hope for is that we leave the game with dignity and class.

Throw yo' hands up, niggas, bitches, bustas
Everyone, including men, women, and posers, should raise their hands.

Hustlers, fuck that (throw the hands up)
Even hustlers and hard workers should participate by throwing their hands up.

Come on
Let's go, everyone!