Pat Viala - We Goin' to Do it to Ya lyrics

Aiyyo Mega' gimme some of that barefoot jungle sh** And let me shake a leg n***a! (Megahertz) Let's give it to 'em Yo, let's give it to 'em Yo, let's give it to 'em Busta Bust, let's give it to 'em Flipmode, let's give it to 'em Check it [Verse One] Ever felt the fire burn like this (burn like this) You shocked that I've returned like this Stern like sh**'ll make you firm like this C'mon, while we make the b**hes yearn like this Pearl white sh**'ll make the world hype quick And earl like knowin I'm bonin your girl like this Act sweet (BOY) n***a we pack heat so (BACK BOY) Stack money like a Backstreet Boy Track sheet, never whack, b**hes hittin in my back seat Love my flick up in the Black Beat boy So move your black feet boy, make b**hes bounce to this Don't let me have to let the mac speak boy Track meet boy, hundred meter dash, straight to the trash You corny rhymin on them whack beats boy (C'MON) And you know we rock on and on And make the b**hes wanna bounce, all night long and And to my gettin money n***as keep ballin (c'mon) You know we bout to take it to the next mornin [Hook: repeat 2X] Get your big a** on the floor! You know we goin' do it to ya (alright) You know we goin' do it to ya (alright) You know we doin' do it to ya (alright) n***a Get your big a** on the floor, C'MON!! [Verse Two] The Range Ro' and everything you see is paid fo' n***a, c'mon Change flow and then we lay low Chase mo' money, f** I wanna waste dough fo' Stack peso, big money know my small money Probably bigger than your WHACK payroll Money get your hands off of me, dance all night Break b**hes hot and sweaty take your tight pants off for me So horny, shorty pull your plans off on me Whylin out, while shorty ditchin her mans off for me So simple, there go the champagne gla** When your pour, make sure the whole entire thing full Sinful! Still shorty puttin the somethin on me Brushin on me, whylin and feelin and touchin on me Whatchu play fo'? (RRAH!) When I hop up in my two do' Great s** and do it, say no mo' (RRAH!) Make those, know n***a we got heat big Block sheets and sh** and stay up on the hot street though (RRAH!) Get high sh** (RRAH!) fly b**hes runnin the flo' Hollerin and screamin this my sh**! (RRAH!) Count that in the amounts that amount to the ceiling I know you love the way we bounce back n***a Gimme my ounce back n***a, Flipmode back in the spot You can run and go announce that n***a, c'mon [Hook] Get your big a** on the floor You know we goin'..