Ludacris

Ludacris - I Do It All Night lyrics

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[Ludacris] 

I do it all night [x2]

I do it [x2]

Do it 

All night I make'em say 

Oh [x4]

Gimme some more 

I do it all night 



My whip is all white 

I don't have a couple drinks & I got a 'lil buzz so I'm feelin 



Alright 

But the night is just getting started 

Haters get disregarded 

Roll up them sweet creep creep 

Let's hit this street and get retarded 

I pop a bunch of bottles 

My bitch would be poppin' too 

Keep talkin out your face,

She might be poppin you 

She might be pop blockin' droppin down to the floor with it 

Meanwhile all my dogs chasing paper thats right we go get it 

So get it right 

Kill the lights 

I'm feelin' like I might just pop a pill tonight 

'Cause the feelin's right 

Pass me a Miller Light 

Shen grab that girl with that Coke bottle shape 

She's my type 

I take her home and do the do 

I know the Kamasutra think what I do to you 

Stick to you like superglue maybe even like a buble gum 

Don't sleep woman no matter how many times I come 



I do it all night [x2]

I do it [x2]

Do it 

All night I make'em say 

Oh [x4]

Gimme some more 



[Shawnna] 

[Chorus] 

I do it all night [x2]

I do it [x2]

Do it 

All night I make'em cash 

Oh [x4]

Gimme some more 



I do it all night 

And I ride'em long pads 

Maybe little crib could ask I'm gonna ask his shortie what that mouth 



Had 

Tell me if he's out of sight 

Tell me if he's slow and long 

Maybe ladies do give his turn get bub maybe you're wrong 

But I'm really gonna show you right 

Tell me where you wanna go tonight 

Anywhere anyplace I can see in your face you are the prototype 

Tellin'em like I'm so so hot 

So so feelin' like I'm so so right 

Please tell me why the jokes on fire I can't stop zoning & I don't 



Know why 

Beep Beep 

Get about my land 

Ya hoes can't do it like me 

If ya thinkin I'm 'bout the game 

Take a look of myou and 80 

This is why I'm black on deck but don't get it twisted but strap on 



Deck 

The mad on deck the pack on deck 

And down there they keep a rack on deck 

And there's no chairs there's no we there's no hoover & there's no me 

There's they would dem mass MC and there's messin'dem caddie and 



There's on three 

No matter they say I'm gettin my break 

Gettin' my paper 

Get my cheque 

But anybody wanna try to ass up 

And gettin some heat 



[Ludacris] 

How many woman can I feed up in my caddillac 

So how I can see feelin' like I got cataract 

Some in the middle with ice say I get drunk 

And don't know how to act 

I don't know how to act 



[Shawnna] 

He don't know how to act 

And I don't know how to stop 

And I don't know how to quit 

Blowin' on in the trouble zone 

Now we need another field 

And I mean up out my man 

Now I mean up out my body 

So have do this all night 

'Cause you're comin' with me shorty 



[Chorus]
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