Do It Again
Jay Z Feat. Beanie Sigel Lyrics


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Roc-a-fella
Y'all know what this is
We givin' y'all five seconds to put your drink down
And report to the dance floor immediately
All the bustas we givin y'all five seconds to get close to a exit
It's about to get real ugly in here
Five seconds is up, let's go!
Throw the hands up (uh, uh, uh)
Throw the hands up (niggas)
Throw the hands up (bitches)
Throw the hands up (bustas)
Throw the hands up (hustlers)
Throw the hands up (hoes)
Throw the hands up (boasters)
Throw the hands up (Mac)

You know how Mac come through on the club tip
Everybody real deep on that thug shit
Cop Cris' spray the club on that thug shit
Cop frisks suits snub in the club quick
Told y'all real high, when I come you can try
If you want, you can die, if you want to

We hittin' whores on the floor, whole crew be wild
Bitch, back that ass up like Juvenile (huh)
When my peeps come to spend, a dime apiece
You know Mac come through with a line of freaks
Every bitch on the hit be a 9 at least
We gettin' head on the floor, while you grindin' freaks
Whole squad get it down like this
Whole squad buyin' rounds of Cris'
Whole squad got they crowns on wrist
Whole squad got a pound of twist
Whole squad got a pound to spit, in case a clown wanna flip
Mac never slip in the club
Told y'all niggas four-fifth in the club
If a nigga wanna draw then the blood it can drip in the club
You know how niggas get in the club
Shit you know how I be, all high in V-I-P
Rolling up to B-I-G
Niggas be all liquored up, talkin' shit
'Til they man gotta come and pick 'em up
Got bitches in the back bouncin' to "Jigga What"
You got your hands up and I ain't even stick y'all up

Throw the hands up
(Everybody get it up) throw the hands up

12 AM on the way to the club (uh)
1 AM DJ made it erupt (uh-huh)
2 AM now I'm gettin' with her (what up?)
3 AM now I'm splittin' with her (splittin' with who?)
4 AM at the Waffle House (Waffle House)
5 AM now we at my house (uh)
6 AM I be diggin' her out (who?)
6:15 I be kickin' her out (what?)
7 AM I'ma call my friends (uh-huh)
12AM we gon' do it again
We gon', we gon', we gon' do it again, let's go

Yo, how the fuck you gon' talk about MC's on our heel?
When we just cop them things homie the chromey wheels
Both arms are chunky the sleeves on chill
Any given times a hundred G's in your grill
Don't talk to me 'bout MC's got skills
"He's alright, but he's not real"
Jay-Z's that deal, with seeds in a field
Never fear for war, hug, squeeze that steel
Fuck, you got a flow, that's cool with me
You got a little dough, that cool with me
You got a little cars, little jewelries
But none of y'all motherfuckers could fool with me
You know the wrist frostbit minus two degrees
'Bout as blue as the sea the way I maneuver the V
Hat cocked can't see his eyes, who could it be?
With that new blue Yankee on, who but me?
Niggas shipped two million, then I blew the three
Then I skated the four, 'fore I went on tour
I came back and it's plain, y'all niggas ain't rappin' the same
Fuck the flow, y'all jackin' our slang
I seen the same shit happen to Kane
Three cuts in your eyebrows tryin' to wild out
The game is ours, we'll never foul out
Y'all just better hope we gracefully bow out
Throw yo' hands up, niggas, bitches, bustas
Hustlers, fuck that (throw the hands up)
Come on

12 AM on the way to the club (uh huh)
1 AM bout to shake the butt (uh)
2 AM now I'm checkin' the mix (ah yeah)
3 AM now he buyin' me drinks (what you drinkin' on?)
4 AM exit the club (let's go)
5 AM think he gettin' some butt (that's right)
6 AM nigga still ain't bust (what?)
6:15 nigga will get up (uh)
7 AM gotta tell my friends (uh-huh)
12 AM I'ma do it again, uh, uh
I'ma do it again
12 AM I'ma do it again
Uh-huh, uh, uh, let's go

12 AM on the way to the club
1 AM DJ made it a rub
2 AM now I'm gettin' with her
3 AM now I'm splittin' with her
4 AM at the waffle house
5 AM now we at my house
6 AM I be diggin' her out
6:15 I be kickin' her out
7 AM I'ma call my friends
12 AM we gon' do it again




We gon', we gon', we gon' do it again
Let's go

Overall Meaning

The song "It's On" by JAY-Z featuring Beanie Sigel was released in 2001 as part of the Roc-A-Fella Records album "The Dynasty: Roc La Familia". The lyrics of this song talk about partying and having a good time, with a lot of references to the urban nightlife, and how the Roc-A-Fella crew dominates and owns the club scene.


The opening line of the song "Roc-a-fella y'all know what it is", introduces the record label behind the song and highlights their reputation for dominating the rap industry. The song encourages people to get onto the dance floor immediately, and even asks "the bustas" to get close to the exit because "it's about to get real ugly in here". Five seconds after that, the hands should be up because "everybody gets it up" refers to the fact that everyone should be part of the party.


The lyrics also detail a night out at the club, with Mac and his crew on that "thug shit," and everyone spraying champagne and buying rounds of Cristal. The song boasts the private life of JAY-Z and his crew while also making a comparison with other rappers; he argues that he is in a whole different league compared to other rappers as they cannot fool him. The second part of the song goes through the night's timeline, leading up to the next day with the expectation of doing it again.


Overall, the song is a celebration of the Roc-A-Fella lifestyle and dominance in the hip-hop world, demonstrating JAY-Z's ability to be powerful in his lyrics and hits all the essential partying experiences that young people enjoy.


Line by Line Meaning

Roc-a-fella
This is Roc-a-fella, representing our record label and brand


Y'all know what this is
You all are aware of our reputation and what we are about


We givin' y'all five seconds to put your drink down
We are requesting that you quickly finish your drinks and prepare to join us on the dance floor


And report to the dance floor immediately
We are instructing you to come to the dance floor right away


All the bustas we givin y'all five seconds to get close to a exit
Anyone who is not a part of our crew, you have five seconds to find an exit and leave


It's about to get real ugly in here
Things are going to become hectic and chaotic in this place


Five seconds is up, let's go!
The time limit is over, so let's get started with the festivities


Throw the hands up (uh, uh, uh)
Raise your hands in the air (uh, uh, uh)


Throw the hands up (niggas)
Black men, raise your hands in the air


Throw the hands up (bitches)
Women, raise your hands in the air


Throw the hands up (bustas)
Cowards and imposters, raise your hands in the air


Throw the hands up (hustlers)
Hardworking individuals, raise your hands in the air


Throw the hands up (hoes)
Promiscuous women, raise your hands in the air


Throw the hands up (boasters)
Arrogant individuals, raise your hands in the air


Throw the hands up (Mac)
Individuals associated with Mac, raise your hands in the air


You know how Mac come through on the club tip
You are familiar with how Mac behaves and acts when he is at the club


Everybody real deep on that thug shit
Everyone is highly involved in gangster-related activities


Cop Cris' spray the club on that thug shit
We acquire bottles of Cristal champagne and spray it around the club to show off our wealth and status


Cop frisks suits snub in the club quick
We wear expensive suits and carry concealed firearms to protect ourselves in case of danger


Told y'all real high, when I come you can try
We have warned you that we will be in an elevated emotional state, and you can attempt to challenge us if you dare


If you want, you can die, if you want to
If you are seeking confrontation, you may face fatal consequences


We hittin' whores on the floor, whole crew be wild
We are engaging in sexual encounters with women on the dance floor while our entire crew is behaving wildly


Bitch, back that ass up like Juvenile (huh)
Woman, move your buttocks in a similar manner to how the artist Juvenile would instruct


When my peeps come to spend, a dime apiece
When my friends arrive and are ready to spend money, they do so generously


You know Mac come through with a line of freaks
You are aware that Mac brings a group of promiscuous individuals with him


Every bitch on the hit be a 9 at least
Every woman in our company is considered highly attractive


We gettin' head on the floor, while you grindin' freaks
We are receiving oral sex while other people are engaging in sexual grinding


Whole squad get it down like this
Our entire team is able to dance skillfully like this


Whole squad buyin' rounds of Cris'
Our entire team is purchasing rounds of Cristal champagne


Whole squad got they crowns on wrist
Every member of our team is wearing expensive jewelry on their wrists


Whole squad got a pound of twist
Our entire team possesses a significant amount of marijuana


Whole squad got a pound to spit, in case a clown wanna flip
Everyone in our crew is prepared to use their firearms if necessary, especially if an enemy tries to challenge us


Mac never slip in the club
Mac never makes mistakes or falters while at the club


Told y'all niggas four-fifth in the club
We have previously informed you that we bring firearms (a four-fifth) with us to the club


If a nigga wanna draw then the blood it can drip in the club
If someone is foolish enough to start a fight, they will face serious consequences, potentially resulting in bloodshed


You know how niggas get in the club
You are aware of the aggressive and confrontational behavior that individuals exhibit in the club


Shit you know how I be, all high in V-I-P
You already know how I behave, I am always in an elevated and important position at the club


Rolling up to B-I-G
Arriving in a vehicle associated with the late rapper The Notorious B.I.G.


Niggas be all liquored up, talkin' shit
Men are heavily intoxicated and engaging in disrespectful and boastful conversations


'Til they man gotta come and pick 'em up
Until their friends or associates have to intervene and remove them from the situation


Got bitches in the back bouncin' to "Jigga What"
There are women in the back of the club energetically dancing to the song "Jigga What"


You got your hands up and I ain't even stick y'all up
You have voluntarily raised your hands in the air even though I did not threaten or rob you


12 AM on the way to the club (uh)
At midnight, we are heading towards the nightclub


1 AM DJ made it erupt (uh-huh)
At 1 AM, the DJ caused a lively and exciting atmosphere


2 AM now I'm gettin' with her (what up?)
At 2 AM, I am becoming intimate with a woman (what's happening?)


3 AM now I'm splittin' with her (splittin' with who?)
At 3 AM, I am departing with the woman I was just with (who am I leaving with?)


4 AM at the Waffle House
At 4 AM, we are eating at the Waffle House restaurant


5 AM now we at my house (uh)
At 5 AM, we have arrived at my residence (uh)


6 AM I be diggin' her out (who?)
At 6 AM, I am engaging in sexual intercourse with her (who is the woman?)


6:15 I be kickin' her out (what?)
At 6:15 AM, I am asking her to leave my place (what is happening?)


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


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


We gon', we gon', we gon' do it again, let's go
We are going to repeat these actions once more, so let's begin


Yo, how the fuck you gon' talk about MC's on our heel?
How dare you speak about and criticize our group of skilled emcees?


When we just cop them things homie the chromey wheels
Meanwhile, we have just acquired expensive vehicles with chrome wheels, my friend


Both arms are chunky the sleeves on chill
My arms are adorned with costly jewelry, and my sleeves are stylishly relaxed


Any given times a hundred G's in your grill
At any given moment, I have one hundred thousand dollars worth of jewelry in my mouth


Don't talk to me 'bout MC's got skills
Do not attempt to discuss emcees who possess skill with me


"He's alright, but he's not real"
Some may say that a certain emcee is decent, but they question their authenticity


Jay-Z's that deal, with seeds in a field
Jay-Z is the genuine deal and has a strong presence among other emcees


Never fear for war, hug, squeeze that steel
I am not afraid of a conflict, and I am ready to embrace and use my firearm


Fuck, you got a flow, that's cool with me
I am indifferent to the fact that you possess a particular rap style


You got a little dough, that cool with me
I am not bothered by the fact that you have some money


You got a little cars, little jewelries
Even if you own a few cars and some jewelry, it does not impress me


But none of y'all motherfuckers could fool with me
However, none of you can compete or deceive me


You know the wrist frostbit minus two degrees
You are aware that my wrist is freezing cold and below minus two degrees


'Bout as blue as the sea the way I maneuver the V
My wrist is also as blue as the sea when I skillfully handle my vehicle


Hat cocked can't see his eyes, who could it be?
Since my hat is tilted to the side, it is challenging to see my eyes. Who do you think I am?


With that new blue Yankee on, who but me?
Wearing my new blue Yankees cap, who else could it possibly be?


Niggas shipped two million, then I blew the three
I have sold two million records, and then I surpassed that by selling three million


Then I skated the four, 'fore I went on tour
Afterward, I swiftly departed from the city before embarking on my tour


I came back and it's plain, y'all niggas ain't rappin' the same
Upon my return, it became evident that none of you are rapping at the same level


Fuck the flow, y'all jackin' our slang
Forget about your rap style, all of you are stealing our unique language and expressions


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


Three cuts in your eyebrows tryin' to wild out
You have three cuts in your eyebrows, attempting to portray yourself as reckless


The game is ours, we'll never foul out
We have complete control over the rap game, and we will never lose


Y'all just better hope we gracefully bow out
All of you should pray that we exit the industry without causing harm or controversy


Throw yo' hands up, niggas, bitches, bustas
Raise your hands in the air, both men, women, and imposters


Hustlers, fuck that (throw the hands up)
Hardworking individuals, disregard others, and raise your hands in the air


Come on
Let's go, hurry up


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


1 AM bout to shake the butt (uh)
At 1 AM, we are about to dance wildly


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


3 AM now he buyin' me drinks (what you drinkin' on?)
At 3 AM, a man is offering to buy me drinks (what type of drink are you consuming?)


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


5 AM think he gettin' some butt (that's right)
At 5 AM, he believes he will engage in sexual activity (that's correct)


6 AM nigga still ain't bust (what?)
By 6 AM, he has not yet achieved orgasm (what is happening?)


6:15 nigga will get up (uh)
At 6:15 AM, he will finally move and leave (uh)


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


12 AM I'ma do it again
At midnight, I am going to repeat this sequence of events


Uh-huh, uh, uh, let's go
Yes, let's go, let's proceed with these actions


12 AM on the way to the club
At midnight, we are heading towards the nightclub


1 AM DJ made it a rub
At 1 AM, the DJ created a lively and exciting atmosphere


2 AM now I'm gettin' with her
At 2 AM, I am becoming intimate with a woman


3 AM now I'm splittin' with her
At 3 AM, I am leaving with the woman I was just with


4 AM at the waffle house
At 4 AM, we are eating at the Waffle House restaurant


5 AM now we at my house
At 5 AM, we have arrived at my residence


6 AM I be diggin' her out
At 6 AM, I am engaging in sexual intercourse with her


6:15 I be kickin' her out
At 6:15 AM, I am asking her to leave my place


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


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


We gon', we gon', we gon' do it again
We are going to repeat these actions once more


Let's go
Let's get started




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Dwight Grant, Kyambo Joshua, Dana Stinson, Shawn Corey Carter

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@peopleschampiii584

"He's alright but, but he's not real" J was talking his shit on this one. One of my favorite J verses.

@yea728

Basic ass bar 😂

@AridGems

I'm 40 yrs old now. This song reminds me of my youth. Rap City in the Basement days. Dope ass time to be alive.

@wendykirschner147

Yes..I just listened to THIS and my mind went all the way back

@laquanedwards7366

I just turned 40 to I feel u

@laquanedwards7366

Major Facts high school shit

@letsbefair2675

For me it was clubbing days!! Miami nights!

@ramsesiglesias7296

anybody ever will made music like this

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@youngking2067

Jay Z's swag and confidence is on another level

@deserie8886

Lol right!

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