Artist: Fabolous f/ Nicki Minaj, Trey Songz Album: Summertime Shootout (Mixtape) Song: Doin It Well Typed by: Cedmaster3K [Intro: Fabolous] + (Trey Songz) (Go 'head) See you can't just do it (Go 'head) You gotta do it well Hah, look [Fabolous] Body language is the kind of talk I'm fluent in (yeah) Why don't you stop talkin' 'bout it and come do it then? (come on) Written on your face, that "Yeah I'm tryna do it" grin Event plannin', we just need a spot to do it in (ah!) Headin' to engagements, head behind the Range tints Fruits of my labor, edible arrangements (mm) It get a little messy, sweater new, Jay's mint She say when she done with me, I better go and change them (ah!) Fuck the sweater, I don't know no fuckin' better (what you mean?) Y'all don't get it, I don't know no fuckin' better (word) Then this right here, shawty right there Still givin' ol' boy nightmares And I heard your ex hate it, that's why my texts stated Last night was a movie and it was X-rated Flick called "Wet", it only gets better Tonight we make the sequel, and call that shit Wetter (ah!) [Chorus: Trey Songz] + (Fabolous) Go 'head (go 'head) Fuck me like you know somebody else ain't fuckin' me right Go 'head (go 'head) Fuck me like you know somebody else ain't fuckin' me right (niiice) Woo! I'ma kiss your body from your head down to your toes Anytime you want it, you just let a nigga know (just let me know) And we gon' do it {do it} do it {do it} 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} do it {do it} do it {do it} (She represent Queens, I was raised out in Brooklyn) [Nicki Minaj] Uhh, yeah Body language is the only talk he fluent in He knew it was goin' 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 Uhh, gold AP on me He know all his niggas 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 Bees on the keys, never go in the ignition B-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 goin' out, we gotta ditch the press Aww man, I got his bitch depressed [Chorus] [Nicki Minaj] + (Fabolous) Mm; I'ma call you big daddy and scream your name Only if you have me drippin' like candy paint (So what you sayin'? I give it to you right, give it to you left) (+Make It Last Forever+, Keith Sweat, have you outta breath) Mmm, daddy slow down a bit You actin' like you never been downtown and shit I need a baller laid back while he watch this thing bounce Buyin' him designer bags, one milli in my account (Yeah, no doubt) (I'm the player that they're talkin' 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) [Chorus]