2 Live Crew - Do the Damn Thing (a cappella for Your mix) lyrics

( ) = woman's line (Let's get it on, I'm open real wide!) Chorus (2x): Mr. Mixx I wanna do the damn thaaaaAAANG! (Then do the damn thing!) I wanna do the damn thaaaang! (Then do the damn thing!) Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice I'm a bad motherf**er bringin' hoes to their knees Fresh Kid Ice, long dick Chinese Always on a mission 'cause I like to f** The way I hit the p**y is in the buck Strokin' up and down, always takin' my time Doin' it all till I make you mine I rub your body with motion lotion Lick you down like waves in the ocean Do it till you're satisfied Have you moan even though you're tired I've f**ed many b**hes across the land And no one slangs dick like the Chinaman You ain't been f**ed 'cause your p**y's froze Many are called but few are chose Bust them guts like it ain't no thing So b**h stop frontin', let's do the damn thing! Chorus Verse 2: Brother Marquis b**h, do you wanna swing with me? Sex is the best with Brother Marquis All hoes let my record show All my b**hes come back for more It must be the way I throw my thang It must be the way I spit my game Look 'em in they eye, tell a quick lie Kiss 'em and they cry, I don't know why Game so strong, yet so convincin' Give me a minute, I'm up in it Talk 'em out they draws real cool "b**h, give it up smooth, you know the rules!" True love ain't so hard to find It's right between your legs and mine None of my b**hes, they never complain They like the way I do the damn thing! Chorus Verse 3 (Marquis) I love it when a b**h be like pro-per A hooche with a coochie that'll let me pop her The "Blac Vagina Finda" Once I'm inside I must remind her p**y's deception, dick's a weapon After I f**, I'm steppin' Damn right, ain't nothin' changed That's the way I do my thang! (Kid Ice) Let me do it, like nothin' before I don't need a friend, I need a who*e I need a b**h who'll f** all night Take plenty of dick, and the p**y's right She'll keep me goin' till she gets me off And bring me up, when I'm soft Let's get together 'cause it ain't no thang You and me, baby, doin' the damn thang! Chorus Mr. Mixx: (Do the damn thang!) Hey, I'm doin' it, baby! (Now rub the damn thang!) Damn right, I'm rubbin' it, baby! (Kiss the damn thang!) Mmmmm-kissin'in' it, baby! (Now do the damn thang!) Then turn around, baby! UHH! UHH! Now throw the damn thaaAANG! Throw, throw it! Throw, the damn thang, baby! (2x) Chorus (Come on girl!) Do, do it! Do, the damn thang, baby! (2x)