Do It Again
Jay Z Ft Beanie Siegel & Amil 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 (Niggaz)
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
E'rybody 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 Azz 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 niggaz four-fifth in the club
If a nigga wanna draw then the blood it can drip in the club
You know how niggaz get in the club
Shit you know how I be, all high in V.I.P.
Rolling up to B.I.G. (bay-bay)
Niggaz 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

(E'rybody get it up) Throw the hands up
(E'rybody 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
(We gon' do it again)

By the way, 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 gotta 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 manuever the V
Hat cocked can't see his eyes, who could it be?
With that new blue Yankee on, who but me?
Niggaz 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 niggaz 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 - niggaz, bitches, bustas
Hustlers - FUCK THAT (throw the hands up)

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 'Do It Again' by Jay Z featuring Beanie Siegel and Amil is a club banger that has become a classic hit. The first verse begins with the Roc-A-Fella record label calling for people to report to the dance floor immediately. They give people five seconds to put down their drinks or get close to an exit. The second verse is all about how Mac comes through the club tip, and everyone is real deep on thug shit.


Throughout the song, there are calls to "throw your hands up" and descriptions of the crazy things that happen in the club. The verse ends with Jay Z calling out other rappers who try to imitate his style, claiming that they can never "fool with me." The chorus repeats the phrase, "12 AM on the way to the club," indicating that this is a song about the club scene and everything that goes on there.


Overall, the song is an ode to the club culture of partying, drinking, and hooking up. It portrays a wild and hedonistic lifestyle that can be appealing to many people. The lyrics are explicit and suggestive, making it a perfect dance track.


Line by Line Meaning

Roc-A-Fella.. y'all know what this is
This is a song by Roc-A-Fella Records, a label founded by Jay Z. It is a well-known record label in the industry.


We givin y'all five seconds to put your drink down
Take a quick break from drinking and focus on what's about to happen.


and report to the dance floor immediately
Everyone needs to gather and go to the dance floor right away.


All the bustas we givin y'all five seconds to get close to a exit
For all the weak people, you have five seconds to find a way to leave the venue.


It's about to get real ugly in here
The situation is about to become chaotic and intense.


Five seconds is up - let's go!
The time limit given has ended, so let's proceed with the action.


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


Throw the hands up (Niggaz)
Men, raise your hands up.


Throw the hands up (Bitches)
Women, raise your hands up.


Throw the hands up (Bustas)
Weak individuals, raise your hands up.


Throw the hands up (Hustlers)
Hardworking people, raise your hands up.


Throw the hands up (Hoes!)
Promiscuous women, raise your hands up.


Throw the hands up (Boasters)
People who brag excessively, raise your hands up.


Throw the hands up (MAC)
MAC refers to the artist's persona, who is confident and dominant. So, raise your hands up.


You know how Mac come through on the club tip
MAC is known for his style and approach when it comes to clubbing.


E'rybody real deep on that thug shit
Everyone present is immersed in a tough and aggressive mindset.


Cop Cris' spray the club on that thug shit
People are drinking Cristal champagne while enjoying the energetic atmosphere.


Cop frisks suits snub in the club quick
Sir, police officers are searching individuals for weapons, so behave swiftly.


Told y'all real high, when I come you can try
MAC warns that he is confident and if anyone challenges him, they will be confronted.


If you want, you can die, if you want to
If someone desires to fight or challenge MAC, they risk losing their life.


We hittin whores on the floor, whole crew be wild
MAC and his group are engaging in sexual activities with women on the dance floor.


Bitch 'Back That Azz Up' like Juvenile (huh)
The women are dancing provocatively and shaking their buttocks, similar to how they would in response to the song 'Back That Azz Up' by Juvenile.


When my peeps come to spend, a dime apiece
When MAC's friends arrive, they spend a lot of money individually.


You know Mac come through with a line of freaks
MAC brings a group of sexually adventurous women with him.


Every bitch on the hit be a 9 at least
All the women MAC approaches are attractive, at least a 9 out of 10 on the beauty scale.


We gettin head on the floor, while you grindin freaks
MAC and his group are receiving oral sex on the dance floor while other people are dancing intimately.


Whole squad get it down like this
The entire crew knows how to party and dance in this particular style.


Whole squad buyin rounds of Cris'
MAC's entire crew is purchasing rounds of Cristal champagne.


Whole squad got they crowns on wrist
Every member of the crew is wearing expensive and flashy watches.


Whole squad got a pound of twist
The group has a significant amount of marijuana to smoke.


Whole squad got a pound to spit, in case a clown wanna flip
They also have a pound of marijuana to sell, in case someone tries to cause trouble.


Mac never slip in the club
MAC is always cautious and alert in the club, never making mistakes.


Told y'all niggaz four-fifth in the club
MAC warns that he carries a .45 caliber gun for protection.


If a nigga wanna draw then the blood it can drip in the club
If someone tries to start a fight, they might get injured and blood will spill in the club.


You know how niggaz get in the club
You are aware of how certain individuals behave aggressively in the club.


Shit you know how I be, all high in V.I.P.
You know my habits, I am usually elevated and in the VIP section.


Rolling up to B.I.G. (bay-bay)
Arriving in style, paying homage to The Notorious B.I.G., a prominent rapper.


Niggaz be all liquored up, talkin shit
Intoxicated men are being confrontational and causing trouble.


'Til they man gotta come and pick 'em up
Their friends have to intervene and escort them out of the club.


Got bitches in the back bouncin to 'Jigga What'
There are women in the back of the club dancing energetically to Jay Z's song 'Jigga What'.


You got your hands up and I ain't even stick y'all up
Even though you have your hands raised, it's not because I robbed or threatened you.


(E'rybody get it up) Throw the hands up
Everyone should raise their hands.


(E'rybody get it up) Throw the hands up
Raise your hands, everyone.


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


1 AM DJ made it erupt (uh-huh)
By 1 AM, the DJ has created an explosive atmosphere in the club.


2 AM now I'm gettin with her (what up?)
By 2 AM, I am starting to get intimate with a woman.


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


4 AM at the waffle house (waffle house)
At 4 AM, we are at a restaurant called Waffle House.


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


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?)
Around 6:15 AM, I am asking her to leave.


7 AM I'ma call my friends (uh-huh)
By 7 AM, I will get in touch with my friends.


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


We gon', we gon', we gon' do it again
We are going to repeat this entire experience.


(We gon' do it again)
We will do it again.


By the way, yo
By the way, listen to this


How the fuck you gon' talk about MC's on our heel?
How dare you criticize our skills and talent as MC's.


When we just cop them things homie the chromey wheels
We just bought those flashy cars with chrome wheels, my friend.


Both arms are chunky the sleeves on chill
I am wearing expensive and bulky jewelry on both arms, and I am relaxed about it.


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


Don't talk to me 'bout MC's got skills
Don't mention other MC's to me, as they can't match my skills.


"He's alright, but he's not real"
People may say someone is decent, but he lacks authenticity and genuineness.


Jay-Z's that deal, with seeds in a field
Jay-Z is the real deal, with artists under his label compared to seeds growing in a fertile field.


Never fear for war, hug, squeeze that steel
Jay-Z is not afraid of conflict, but rather he embraces it, ready to use his gun.


Fuck, you gotta a flow that's cool with me
I don't care about your flow, I'm not impressed by it.


You got a little dough that cool with me
You may have some money, but that doesn't matter to me.


You got a little cars, little jewelries
You have a few cars and pieces of jewelry, but I'm not impressed by it.


But none of y'all motherfuckers could fool with me
None of you can compete or deceive me with your acts.


You know the wrist frostbit minus two degrees
My wrist is covered in expensive and icy jewelry, even in freezing temperatures.


Bout as blue as the sea the way I manuever the V
My luxurious car is navy blue, just like the ocean, and I drive it with skill and ease.


Hat cocked can't see his eyes, who could it be?
I wear my hat tilted down, hiding my eyes, making it mysterious who I am.


With that new blue Yankee on, who but me?
Wearing a new blue baseball cap, it's obvious that it's me.


Niggaz shipped two million, then I blew the three
My music sold two million copies, and then I surpassed that by selling three million copies.


Then I skated the four, 'fore I went on tour
After that, I quickly made four million dollars before embarking on a concert tour.


I came back and it's plain, y'all niggaz ain't rappin the same
Upon my return, it's clear that y'all don't rap with the same level of skill and uniqueness.


Fuck the flow, y'all jackin our slang
Forget about your rap flow, you imitate and steal our language and style.


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


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


The game is ours, we'll never foul out
We dominate the rap game, and we will never be disqualified or fail.


Y'all just better hope we gracefully bow out
You should pray that we exit the industry gracefully without causing controversy or issues.


Throw yo' hands up - niggaz, bitches, bustas
Everyone raise their hands, regardless of gender or reputation (good or bad).


Hustlers - FUCK THAT (throw the hands up)
Hardworking individuals, raise your hands up and don't care about anything else.


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


1 AM bout to shake the butt (uh)
By 1 AM, getting ready to dance energetically and provocatively.


2 AM now I'm checkin the mix (ah yeah)
By 2 AM, I am exploring the music selection and enjoying the sound.


3 AM now he buyin me drinks (what you drinkin on?)
By 3 AM, a man is buying me drinks. (What kind of drinks are you having?)


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


5 AM think he gettin some butt (that's right)
By 5 AM, he believes he is going to have sexual intercourse.


6 AM nigga still ain't bust (what?)
By 6 AM, the man still hasn't reached orgasm.


6:15 nigga will get up (uh)
Around 6:15 AM, the man will finally wake up and leave.


7 AM gotta tell my friends (uh-huh)
By 7 AM, I have to inform my friends about the events of the night.


12 AM I'ma do it again, uh, uh
At midnight, I am going to repeat this whole experience.


I'ma do it again
I am going to repeat it once more.


12 AM I'ma do it again
At midnight, I am going to do it all over again.


(Uh-huh, uh, uh.. let's go)
Yes, let's proceed with it.


12 AM on the way to the club
At midnight, heading towards the club.


1 AM DJ made it a rub
By 1 AM, the DJ has created an intense and energetic atmosphere.


2 AM now I'm gettin with her
By 2 AM, I am getting intimate with a woman.


3 AM now I'm splittin with her
By 3 AM, I am leaving the club with that woman.


4 AM at the waffle house
At 4 AM, we are at a restaurant called Waffle House.


5 AM now we at my house
By 5 AM, we have arrived at my home.


6 AM I be diggin her out
Between 6 AM and 6:15 AM, I am engaging in sexual activity with her.


6:15 I be kickin her out
Around 6:15 AM, I am asking her to leave.


7 AM I'ma call my friends
By 7 AM, I will contact my friends.


12 AM we gon' do it again
At midnight, we are going to repeat this whole experience.


We gon', we gon', we gon' do it again
We are going to repeat this entire experience.


Let's go
Let's proceed with it.




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: BRIAN WILSON, MICHAEL LOVE, MIKE LOVE

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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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