Spend It Lyrics - Fabolous

See you can't just do it 

(Go ahead) 

You gotta do it well 

Body language is the kinda talk I'm fluent in 

Why don't you stop talking 'bout it and come do it then 

Written on your face, that "yeah I'm tryna do it" grin 

Even planning, we just need a spot to do it in 

Heading to engagements, head behind the Range tints 

Fruits of my labor, edible arrangements 

It get a little messy, sweater new, Jays mint 

And she say when she done with me I better go and change them 

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

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

Then this right here, shawty right there 

Still givin' ol' boy nightmares 

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

Last night was a movie and it was X-Rated 

[?] call wet, it only gets better 

Tonight we make the squeal and call that shit wetterGo ahead (Go ahead) 

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

Go ahead (Go ahead) 

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

(Niiice) 

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

Any time you want it you just let a nigga know 

(Just let a nigga know) 

And we gon' do it, do it, do it, do it 

We gon' do it real good 

And we gon' do it, do it, do it, do it 

(She represent Queens, I was raised out in Brooklyn) 

Body language is the only talk he fluent in 

He knew it was going down when he flew me in 

Anything that I got on he wanna do me in 

Now all these non-discrete bitches wanna do me in 

Uh, go [?] 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 

You know niggas love pretty bitches with ambition 

[?] on the keys never go in the ignition 

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 going out we gotta ditch the press 

Aah man, I got his bitch depressed 

Go ahead (Go ahead) 

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

Go ahead (Go ahead) 

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

(Niiice) 

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

Any time you want it you just let a nigga know 

(Just let a nigga know) 

And we gon' do it, do it, do it, do it 

We gon' do it real good 

And we gon' do it, do it, do it, do it 

(She represent Queens, I was raised out in Brooklyn) 

I'ma call you big daddy and scream your name 

Only if you have me trippin' like candy paint 

(So what you said, give it you right, give it to you left 

Make it last forever, king sweat, have you outta breath) 

Daddy slow down a bit 

You acting like I never been down town and shit 

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

Buying him designer bags, [?] 

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

Got that good shit, even in a drought) 

If you gon' do it, do it for real 

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

Go ahead 

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

Go ahead (Go ahead) 

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

(Niiice) 

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

Any time you want it you just let a nigga know 

(Just let a nigga know) 

And we gon' do it, do it, do it, do it 

We gon' do it real good 

And we gon' do it, do it, do it, do it 

(She represent Queens, I was raised out in Brooklyn) 

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