Kirk & Cliff (Do It, Do It)

Lyrics
[Intro: Method Man, (Sticky Fingaz)] Just gon' fly me in huh? What up Sticky?! (What up nigga!) Aha, that's my nigga It's your boy John-John phenomenon from Vietnam (Braaat) Don't make me catch a flashback in this bitch [Sticky Fingaz] Everyday I wake up, different bitch next to me Black, White, Asian, more colors then the Fugees They come, snobby or gangsta, ghetto or bougie I'm havin', sexual encounters straight out of a movie You see me pull up, jump out, it's a beautiful ride Little do they know it's ugly little guns inside Dumb Ten Crack Commandments, I knew them shits But I don't sell drugs nigga, I just use them shits (Huh!) You ain't a gangsta, you ain't a mobster Puttin' on a good act, you should get an Oscar Everything you say on record over a beat Can and will be held against you in the streets I'm deaf, blind, and a mute when that four-four hit I ain't see nothin', I ain't hear nothin', and I don't know shit Sticky Fingaz, I'm from the worst kind of species If Suge made you drink piss, I'll make you eat feces [Chorus x2: Method Man] Come on everybody let's do it, do it We got a party, watch my niggas run through it, through it (right) Don't fuck around and be stupid, stupid There's a party goin' on tonight! [Method Man] Yo, yo Who your man? A hundred grand wrapped in dirty rubber bands Like he off the get his re-up Y'all niggas wanna see us? Y'all quitters try to keep up The game anorexic, y'all don't eat much Gettin' more milk than any double d cup Relax, kick my feets up Holler at your frog, watch me leap up Don't try to tap my jaw, tap my reefer I put that on Tamika I need extra cheese, y'all can put that on my pizza Make like a tree and leaf I'm out the big East Coast, don't need no introduction Just a box of blunts and a lot of weed smoke In my spare time, write rhymes, and bag ma' Me and Sticky Fingaz go back like Clue's hairline Just like you hit the spliff too hard and burnt your lip It's time that y'all insert your clips for Kirk and Cliff Give me a home with a get high zone I turn a Pocket Full of Stones into chariot with chrome [Chorus x2: Method Man] Come on everybody let's do it, do it We got a party, watch my niggas run through it, through it (right) Don't fuck around and be stupid, stupid There's a party goin' on tonight!
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Credits
- Writers
- Sticky Fingaz
- Method Man