Do It Again
Jay-Z ft. Amil & Beanie Lyrics

Roc-A-Fella.. y'all know what this is
This is Roc-A-Fella, you already know what it represents

We givin y'all five seconds to put your drink down
You have five seconds to finish your drink and get ready

and report to the dance floor immediately
Head straight to the dance floor without delay

All the bustas we givin y'all five seconds to get close to a exit
If you're a coward, you have five seconds to find an escape route

It's about to get real ugly in here
Things will turn violent and chaotic in this place

Five seconds is up - let's go!
Time's up, let's get moving!

Throw the hands up (uh, uh, uh)
Raise your hands high

Throw the hands up (Niggaz)
Raise your hands up, fellas

Throw the hands up (Bitches)
Raise your hands up, ladies

Throw the hands up (Bustas)
Raise your hands up, cowards

Throw the hands up (Hustlers)
Raise your hands up, hustlers

Throw the hands up (Hoes!)
Raise your hands up, promiscuous women

Throw the hands up (Boasters)
Raise your hands up, braggarts

Throw the hands up (MAC)
Raise your hands up, my crew (MAC)

You know how Mac come through on the club tip
You are aware of how Mac (Jay-Z) operates in the club scene

E'rybody real deep on that thug shit
Everyone is heavily involved in criminal behavior

Cop Cris' spray the club on that thug shit
Police officers spraying champagne (Cris') represents the thug lifestyle

Cop frisks suits snub in the club quick
Cops searching people with suits to find concealed weapons in the club swiftly

Told y'all real high, when I come you can try
I've warned you that I will be intoxicated, and if you want, you can challenge me

If you want, you can die, if you want to
If you're willing, you can face death if you wish

We hittin whores on the floor, whole crew be wild
We're engaging in sexual activities with promiscuous women on the dance floor, the entire crew is going wild

Bitch "Back That Azz Up" like Juvenile (huh)
Ladies are twerking and shaking their buttocks like in Juvenile's song "Back That Azz Up"

When my peeps come to spend, a dime apiece
When my friends come to spend money, they each spend a significant amount

You know Mac come through with a line of freaks
You are aware that Mac (Jay-Z) always comes with a group of attractive women

Every bitch on the hit be a 9 at least
Every woman targeted by my crew is at least a 9 on the attractiveness scale

We gettin head on the floor, while you grindin freaks
We're receiving oral pleasure on the dance floor while you're dancing provocatively

Whole squad get it down like this
The entire crew is performing flawlessly like this

Whole squad buyin rounds of Cris'
The whole crew is purchasing rounds of champagne (Cris')

Whole squad got they crowns on wrist
The entire crew is wearing expensive watches on their wrists

Whole squad got a pound of twist
The entire crew has a pound of marijuana ready

Whole squad got a pound to spit, in case a clown wanna flip
The entire crew is prepared to respond with violence if someone tries to start trouble

Mac never slip in the club
Mac (Jay-Z) never makes mistakes in the club scene

Told y'all niggaz four-fifth in the club
I've informed you that I carry a .45 caliber gun in the club

If a nigga wanna draw then the blood it can drip in the club
If someone wants to provoke violence, then bloodshed can occur in the club

You know how niggaz get in the club
You know how men behave in the club

Shit you know how I be, all high in V.I.P.
You should know how I behave, always intoxicated in the VIP area

Rolling up to B.I.G. (bay-bay)
Arriving in a luxurious car to honor The Notorious B.I.G. (with respect, bay-bay)

Niggaz be all liquored up, talkin shit
Men are heavily intoxicated, talking nonsense

'Til they man gotta come and pick 'em up
Until their companion has to come and take care of them

Got bitches in the back bouncin to "Jigga What"
There are women in the back bouncing and dancing to the song "Jigga What"

You got your hands up and I ain't even stick y'all up
You have your hands raised voluntarily, and I didn't even threaten you

(E'rybody get it up) Throw the hands up
Everyone, raise your hands up

(E'rybody get it up) Throw the hands up
Everyone, raise your hands up

12 AM on the way to the club (uh)
At midnight, on the way to the club

1 AM DJ made it erupt (uh-huh)
At 1 AM, the DJ caused the crowd to go wild

2 AM now I'm gettin with her (what up?)
At 2 AM, now I'm starting to engage with a woman (what's up?)

3 AM now I'm splittin with her (splittin with who?)
At 3 AM, now I'm leaving with her (leaving with who?)

4 AM at the waffle house (waffle house)
At 4 AM, we're at the waffle house restaurant

5 AM now we at my house (uh)
At 5 AM, we're now at my house

6 AM I be diggin her out (who?)
At 6 AM, I'll be having sexual intercourse with her (who?).

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

7 AM I'ma call my friends (uh-huh)
At 7 AM, I'm going to call my friends

12AM we gon' do it again
At midnight, we're going to repeat the same actions

We gon', we gon', we gon' do it again
We are going to do it again, no doubt

(We gon' do it again)
We're going to do it again

By the way, yo..
By the way, hey..

How the fuck you gon' talk about MC's on our heel?
How dare you criticize MCs who are working alongside us?

When we just cop them things homie the chromey wheels
We just acquired expensive cars, my friend, with shiny chrome wheels

Both arms are chunky the sleeves on chill
Both my arms are adorned with expensive jewelry, and the sleeves are relaxed

Any given times a hundred G's in your grill
At any given moment, I could show you a hundred thousand dollars in cash

Don't talk to me 'bout MC's got skills
You better not bring up MCs who have skills in front of me

"He's alright, but he's not real"
They might say, "He's decent, but lacking authenticity"

Jay-Z's that deal, with seeds in a field
Jay-Z is the real deal, raising artists and nurturing their talent

Never fear for war, hug, squeeze that steel
No need to be afraid of conflict, embrace it, and use your gun

Fuck, you gotta a flow that's cool with me
Damn, your rap style is acceptable to me

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

You got a little cars, little jewelries
You have a few cars and some jewelry, that's not impressive

But none of y'all motherfuckers could fool with me
But none of you can compete with me

You know the wrist frostbit minus two degrees
My wrist is so icy and cold, it's like -2 degrees Celsius

Bout as blue as the sea the way I manuever the V
As blue as the sea, describing how I handle my vehicle skillfully

Hat cocked can't see his eyes, who could it be?
Wearing a tilted hat, concealing my eyes, who do you think it is?

With that new blue Yankee on, who but me?
Wearing the latest blue Yankee hat, who else but me?

Niggaz shipped two million, then I blew the three
My fellow artists sold two million copies, but I surpassed that with three million

Then I skated the four, 'fore I went on tour
After that, I got away swiftly before starting my tour

I came back and it's plain, y'all niggaz ain't rappin the same
I returned, and it's clear that you guys are not rapping at the same level

Fuck the flow, y'all jackin our slang
Forget about the flow, you guys are stealing our style and vocabulary

I seen the same shit happen to Kane
I witnessed the same thing happening to another artist, Kane

Three cuts in your eyebrows tryin to wild out
Three cuts in your eyebrows, attempting to look intimidating

The game is ours, we'll never foul out
We dominate the game, we'll never lose or fail

Y'all just better hope we gracefully bow out
You better pray that we decide to exit gracefully

Throw yo' hands up - niggaz, bitches, bustas
Raise your hands up - men, women, cowards

Hustlers - FUCK THAT (throw the hands up)
Hustlers - forget about that, raise your hands up

12 AM on the way to the club (uh huh)
At midnight, on the way to the club

1 AM bout to shake the butt (uh)
At 1 AM, about to dance provocatively

2 AM now I'm checkin the mix (ah yeah)
At 2 AM, now I'm evaluating the music mix

3 AM now he buyin me drinks (what you drinkin on?)
At 3 AM, now he's buying me drinks (what are you drinking?)

4 AM exit the club (let's go)
At 4 AM, we're leaving the club (let's go)

5 AM think he gettin some butt (that's right)
At 5 AM, he believes he's about to have sexual intercourse (that's correct)

6 AM nigga still ain't bust (what?)
At 6 AM, the man still hasn't ejaculated (what?)

6:15 nigga will get up (uh)
At 6:15 AM, the man will get up (uh)

7 AM gotta tell my friends (uh-huh)
At 7 AM, I have to inform my friends

12 AM I'ma do it again, uh, uh
At midnight, I'm going to repeat the same actions, uh, uh

I'ma do it again
I'm going to do it again

12 AM I'ma do it again
At midnight, I'm going to do it again

(Uh-huh, uh, uh.. let's go)
(Yes, yes, let's go)

12 AM on the way to the club
At midnight, on the way to the club

1 AM DJ made it a rub
At 1 AM, the DJ made it exciting

2 AM now I'm gettin with her
At 2 AM, now I'm engaging with her

3 AM now I'm splittin with her
At 3 AM, now I'm leaving with her

4 AM at the waffle house
At 4 AM, we're at the waffle house restaurant

5 AM now we at my house
At 5 AM, now we're at my house

6 AM I be diggin her out
At 6 AM, I'll be having sexual intercourse with her

6:15 I be kickin her out
At 6:15 AM, I'll be asking her to leave

7 AM I'ma call my friends
At 7 AM, I'm going to call my friends

12 AM we gon' do it again
At midnight, we're going to repeat the same actions

We gon', we gon', we gon' do it again
We are going to do it again, no doubt

Let's go
(Let's go)