Did You Do It

[Verse 1] Tick tick tock, Mo is on the jock I did her in the limo as we went around the block Sucked the mole on her hip, licked the lipstick off her lip She got real excited, yo she started to flip She says 'Dré baby 'Dré baby oh I said just relax, yo chill Mo We made a right turn onto Central Park West One hand gripped the car, the other on her breast [Chorus 1] Did you do it? Ya know I did it[x3] I let the seat recline and I hit it Did you do it? I said I did it[x3] But I backed out quick because I thought I split it [Chorus 2] Waiting for you, just waiting Waiting for you Waiting for you, just waiting Waiting for you [Verse 2] Uh, Ho's in the front for the 1990's Walking around showing off their hinies Wigglin' they're jiggling they are swinging and flinging 9-7-0 Yo Ho, your phone's ringing You get a call from your John, you meet him at the mot' He's chilling in a pamper and a fur coat Your head starts spinning, you drunk too much gin in Your jaw starts grinning, and this is the beginning Of a night of an average Ho It ain't all about working on the streets no more Here's another episode of dropping off a load Peter was on the beater, I was about to explode I couldn't hold back (so whadja do) I took her to my place (yo, did she sit on your face) She was so good just like uh, Campbell's soup I won't try to front so here's the rude scoop I dipped it and I stripped it and I ripped it like before I had her screaming, nope no diddily, nope no more I can't stop once I get started But yo honey, uh, get them legs parted [Chorus 2] [Chorus 1] [Verse 3] They come with the rough stuff, boy we hit it, split it, and forgit it In the same order as ya hear, boy I'm not fronting (me not front) Don't ask what, me tell ya the truth, you understand me eye? The iron eye can get busy, you know what I'm saying? Clean up me rifle, clean up me rifle Clean up me rifle, me elephant rifle Clean up me rifle, you clean up me rifle Clean up me rifle, elephant rifle I flipped her from the top of my head, enough said I'm the brother with the short short dreads A couple different styles, a couple different 'fros Just some that my souls about some girls I know I gotta hit it hard because I go for the gusto And I cover up the moans by turnin' up my stereo [Chorus 1] [Bridge] You didn't do it, he didn't do it I made her go [Outro] Waiting for you, just waiting Waiting for you