Слова:
Band Don T Do It

Open up your heart, girl Can't you see I need ya Oh, baby, don't do it, do it, do it Don't you break my heart Please, don't do it Don't you break by

All to do is done by you (Don't you just know it?) Baby, don't believe I wear 2 left shoes (Don't you just know it?) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha)

could care less how ya'll feel I got a flow to make a bitch do a cartwheel This is that good, just puff it and relax, bro And you could get it free, don't

I feed it whoa (whoa) The more I need it whoa (whoa) You say whoa Whoa is me Im so whoa Say whoa (whoa) The more I feed it whoa (whoa) The more I need it

Oh yeah, I like this, ladies and gentlemen This all time, the time you've all been waitin' for Let's do it, do it, do it This is a Bad Boy, Flipmode collaboration

people crying showers No one ever really telled how it is I sang about hopeless 'cause everyone knows it, knows it And it was so honest Finally breathing some clean air Been through it

rock band, it's got to jump off, it's real black hardcore Band called Bodycount, and a, on some of the records I'm like layin' Some vocals on it and

band bank roll Tell a bitch I take you places where your man can't go Can't be, he ain't doing shit, if he ain't me Can't you see the difference 'tween

Words don't come easy without a melody I'm always thinkin' In terms of do-re-mi I should be hikin', swimmin', laughin' with you Instead I'm all out of