Song: You Can Do It ~~ 1999 ~~ 4:20
Artist: Ice Cube featuring Mack 10 and Ms. Toi
LP/CD: Next Friday S/T ~~ Priority ~~ 1999
Composers: D. Saunders~O. Jackson~A. Baker~A. Bambaataa~J. Robie

Yeah, yeah
Get your a** up and hurry, uh
Ice Cube, baby
’99, baby
I’m on the grind, baby
All the time, baby
Show me somethin’

(You can do it put your back into it)
I can do it put your a** into it
(You can do it put your back into it)
I can do it put your a** into it
(Put your back into it)
Put your a** into it

Tic-tic-boom, hear me bangin’ down these back streets
Bumpin’ BLACKstreet, fiendin’ like a athlete
Life ain’t a track meet, it’s a marathon
F*** the cemetery that a n**** gets buried on
We be clubbin’ till we die
N****, ask the bartender if you think we lie
But if you think we high, n**** think again
‘Cause when it’s sink or swim, you got to think to win
As I drink this here, everybody’ll know it
‘Cause I ain’t goin’ for it, so pray to the Lord
That I don’t pull out, cuss out and bust out
Go to n**** route, make the trigger shout, uh
You can try to smoke a ounce to this
While I pronounce this s***, baby, bounce them t**s
Mama, move them hips, baby shake them cheeks
I got d*** for days, you got a** for weeks

(Don’t stop get it, get it) That’s real
(Don’t stop n****, hit it) I will
I’m gon’ do it (Do it), gon’ do it (Do it)
Gon’ do it, do it, do it

(You can do it put your back into it)
I can do it put your a** into it
(You can do it put your back into it)
I can do it put your a** into it
(Put your back into it)
Put your a** into it

Now all I wanna do is have fun with my loved ones
Thug ones, relatives and my cousins
And I got ‘em by the dozen, when they buzzin’
Quick to say, “F*** your husband”
This is for my n****s 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
Bust some license plates because life is great
It don’t matter if you rich and your folks ain’t straight
I’m still comin’ with that underground gangsta s***
No matter how many n****s say we ain’t the s***

(Don’t stop get it, get it) That’s real
(Don’t stop n****, hit it) I will
I’m gon’ do it (Do it), gon’ do it (Do it)
Gon’ do it, do it, do it

(You can do it put your back into it)
I can do it put your a** into it
(You can do it put your back into it)
I can do it put your a** into it
(Put your back into it)
Put your a** into it

I do hard core rhymin’, hard time grindin’
Guerilla pimp h**s
While the n****s wine and dine ‘em
N***s gotta love this thug s***
It’s class in the mud s***
Pockets on flood s***, OG lyrical blood s***
I don’t rent, I buy s***
N****s jealous of my s***
Wonder where this young n**** gett all this fly s***
While you’re rootin’ and recruitin’, n****s 6-8 groupin’
I was in the hood shootin’ ‘cause I had the wife whoopin’
I go from padres gold to oversized jars
I past up strife and got stars and bars
No time for player Haitian, Mack paper chasin’
Came out the substation to the hip hop nation
The mo’ hits the mo’ b**** with illegal weight f****
Done develop the status of a platinum plus n****
Bust the first bad h** fo’ sho’ I can hit it
Keep pushin’, don’t quit it, don’t stop till I get it, uh

(Don’t stop get it, get it) That’s real
(Don’t stop n****, hit it) I will
I’m gon’ do it (Do it), gon’ do it (Do it)
Gon’ do it, do it, do it

(You can do it put your back into it)
I can do it put your a** into it
(You can do it put your back into it)
I can do it put your a** into it
(Put your back into it)
Put your a** into it

(You can do it put your back into it)
I can do it put your a** into it
(You can do it put your back into it)
I can do it put your a** into it
(Put your back into it)
Put your a** into it

(Don’t stop get it, get it) That’s real
(Don’t stop n****, hit it) I will
I’m gon’ do it (Do it), gon’ do it (Do it)
Gon’ do it, do it, do it

(You can do it put your back into it)
I can do it put your a** into it
(You can do it put your back into it)
I can do it put your a** into it
(Put your back into it)
Put your a** in through it

We be clubbin’
Freaky gyration is close to fornication
We be clubbin’
We be clubbin’
Freaky gyration is close to fornication, uh

Freaky gyration is close to fornication
Freaky gyration is close to fornication
Freaky gyration is close to fornication
Freaky gyration is close to fornication

Transcribed by: Char Star
Uploaded on: December 18, 1999