Artist: Ice Cube Featuring Mack 10 & Ms. Toi
Album: Next Friday Soundtrack
Song: You Can Do It

[Ice Cube]
Yeah, yeah Get your ass and hurra
Uh, Ice Cube baby Ninety-nine baby
I'm on the grind baby All the time baby Show me something

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[Ms. Toi] You can do it put your back into it
[Ice Cube] I can do it put your ass into it
[Ms. Toi] You can do it put your back into it
[Ice Cube] I can do it put your ass into it
[Ms. Toi] Put your back into it
[Ice Cube] Put your ass into it

[Ice Cube]
Tic-tic-boom Hear me banging down these back streets
Bumpin' Blackstreet, fiending like an athlete
Life ain't a track meet (no) It's a marathon
Fuck the cemetery that a nigga get buried on
We be clubbing till the day we die
Nigga ask the bartender if you think we lie
But if you think we high, nigga think again
Cause when it's sink or swim You got to think to win
And if I drink this here Everybody will know it
Cause I ain't going for it
So pray to the Lord that I don't pull out Cuss out and bust out
Go to nigga raveling Make the clip traveling, uh
You can try to smoke an ounce to this
While I pronounce this shit Baby bounce them tits Mama move them hips Baby shake them cheeks I got dick for days
You got ass for weeks, yeah, yeah

CHORUS1: [Ms. Toi] (Ice Cube)
Don't stop get it, get it (That's real)
Don't stop nigga hit it (I will)
[Ice Cube] I'm gon' do it, gon' do it Gon' do it, do it, do it

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[Ice Cube]
Now all I wanna do is have fun with my loved ones
The thug ones, relatives and my cousins
And I got �em by the dozen When they buzzin'
quick to say fuck your husband
This is for my niggas locked away
Extra love for the ones who ain't got no date
But when we hit checkmate with Ice Cube the great
As soon as I get a word we can rush the safe
Fuck them license plates because life is great
It don't matter if you're rich and your folks ain't straight
I'm still coming with that underground gangsta shit
No matter how many niggas say we ain't the shit, bitch

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[Mack 10]
I do hard core rhyming, hard time grinding
With will I pimp hoes Other niggas wine and dine them
Gotta love this pup shit Passing the mud shit
Pockets on flood shit OG lyrical blood shit
I don't rent I buy shit Niggas jealous of my shit
You unaware of this young nigga getting all the fly shit
While you're rooting and recruiting Nigga 6-8 whooping
I was in the hood shooting cause I had the wife whooping
I come from padres gold in oversized jars
I past up strife and got star awards
No time for playa hating, Mack paper chasing
Came out the substation to the hip hop nation
The mo' hits the mo' bigga with illegal weight figga
Done develop the status of a platinum plus nigga
Bust the first asshole to show I can hit it
I keep pushing, don't quit it Don't stop till I get it

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(Ice Cube)
Put your ass into it We be clubbing
Freaky gyration is close to fornication
We be clubbing Freaky gyration is close to fornication
Yeah uh-huh, Ice Cube, Westside Connection Know how we do?
We puttin' it down, constantly Get your ass up and hurra

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