Fabolous - Doin It Well lyrics

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ft. Nicki Minaj & Trey Songz

(Intro: Fabolous and Trey Songz)

(Go ahead)

See ya can't just do it

(Go ahead)

Ya got to do it well

(Verse: Fabolous)

Body language is the kinda talk I'm fluent in

Why don't ya stop talkin' bout it and come do it then

Written on yo face, that 'Yeah I'm tryna do it' grin

Even plannin', we just need a spot to do it in

Headin' to engagements, head behind the Range tints

Fruits of my labor, edible arrangements

It get a lil messy, sweater new, Jays mint

She say when she done with me I betta go and change them

Fuck the sweater I don't know no fuckin' betta

Y'all don't get it, I don't know no fuckin' betta

Then this right here, shawty right there

Still givin' ol' boy nightmares

And I heard yo ex hate it, that's why my texts dated

Last night was a movie and it was X-Rated

Flick called Wet, it only gets betta

Tonight we make the squeal and call that shit Wetter

(Pre-Hook: Trey Songz and Fabolous)

Go ahead (Go ahead)

Fuck me like ya know somebody else ain't fuckin' me right

Go ahead (Go ahead)

Fuck me like ya know somebody else ain't fuckin' me right

(Niiice)

I'ma kiss yo body from yo head down to yo toes

Any time ya want it ya just let a nigga know

(Just let me know)

(Hook)

(Verse 2: Nicki Minaj)

Body language is the only talk he fluent in

He knew it was goin' down when he flew me in

Anythin' that I got on he wanna do me in

Now all these non-discrete bitches wanna do me in

Uh, go AP on me

He know all his nigga wanna put the D on me

Even Dr. Dre went and put the B on me

But my pussy so exclusive, limited edition

Ya know niggas love pretty bitches with ambition

Bees on the keys neva go in the ignition

B-B-But when I ride it, do it to precision

I could tell that he trippin' every time that it's slippin'

When he bout to come I start to kiss his neck

I let him score, but we ditch the ref

When we goin' out we got to ditch the press

Ah man, I got his bitch depressed

(Pre-Hook)

(Hook)

(Verse 3: Nicki Minaj and Fabolous)

I'ma call ya big daddy and scream yo name

Only if ya have me drippin' like candy paint

(So what ya said, I give it to ya right, give it to ya left

Make it last foreva, king sweat, have ya out of breath)

Mmmmh, daddy slow down a bit

Ya actin' like I neva been down town and shit

I need a baller laid back while he watch this thing bounce

Buyin' him designer bags, bring a milli in my account

(No doubt, I'm the player that they're talkin' about

Got that good shit, even in a drought)

If ya gon' do it, do it for real

(And if they ask how I'm doin' tell 'em doin' it well)

(Pre-Hook)

(Hook)

(Outro)

Girl 1: Hello

Girl 2: Where have ya been

Girl 1: I've been in LA

Girl 2: What do ya mean LA?

Girl 1: I met this guy

Girl 2: So when are ya comin' back to New York?

Girl 1: I don't know girl, it's goin' so good, I don't know

Girl 2: What do ya mean ya don't know

Girl 1: I don't know, I'm about to go shoppin' though, I'm anout to go cop these

Girl 2: Right now?

Girl 1: New Chanel bag, yeah I'm I got to go

Girl 2: Oh, don't forget about me bitch