Jay‐Z feat. Mariah Carey Things That U Do Lyrics

Vol. 3... Life and Times of S. Carter Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Hova Song (intro)
  • 2 So Ghetto
  • 3 Do It Again (Put Ya Hands Up)
  • 4 Dope Man
  • 5 Things That U Do
  • 6 It's Hot (Some Like It Hot)
  • 7 Snoopy Track
  • 8 S. Carter
  • 9 Pop 4 Roc
  • 10 Watch Me
  • 11 Big Pimpin'
  • 12 There's Been a Murder
  • 13 Come and Get Me
  • 14 NYMP
  • 15 Hova Song (outro)
  • 16 Anything / Jigga My Nigga / Girl's Best Friend
  • Uh-huh, uh
    Jigga man, uh-huh MC
    That's right
    Swizz Beatz
    Uh, uh, come on

    It's the things that you do
    That make me feel so
    (Come on, inhale, exhale, breathe on it for me)
    And I don't know the way I feel
    I can explain
    (Uh)
    I love you
    You thug look at what you make the clubs do
    (Bounce, bounce)
    It's the things that you do
    That make me feel so
    (Exhale breathe on it for me)
    And I don't know the way I feel
    I can explain (Yeah)
    I love you
    (Uh come on)
    You thug look at what you make the clubs do

    You know the flow sicka, know Jigga, mo' sicka now right
    You know what me and Swizz's **** sound like
    Crazed and demonic, uh without blazin chronic
    Product of Reaganomics
    You know that **********in stoop raised me
    Ringin in da hoops but I was too lazy
    School made me sick, teachers said I was too crazy
    Low and behold, it's the new and improved Jay-Z
    Let me explain this to you baby
    I spent nights out, days in
    *****z was blazing, twelve noon where I was raised in
    I felt caged in but kept roaming
    Prayed for the Day of Atonement
    Married to the streets no date of annulment
    It seems every time it comes up
    They postpone it
    So I kept my chrome at the waist
    Waiting for the omen
    Savoring the moment and now you know
    The reason that I flow the way I flow baby

    It's the things that you do
    (Uh, inhale, exhale, breathe on it)
    That make me feel so
    And I don't know the way I feel
    I can explains
    I love you
    You thug look at what you make the clubs do
    (Bounce, shake, bounce, shake)
    It's the things that you do
    That make me feel so
    (Uh, exhale, breathe on it for me)
    And I don't know the way I feel I can explain (Uh)
    I love you
    You thug look at what you make the clubs do
    (Drop, bounce, yo)

    You know I move like an ounce
    Bottled up like crack
    That's how I make you bounce like that
    Defy Webster's words they can't pronounce like that
    That's why no other rapper got a sound like that
    Trap, trap of my life
    Flashback, kill *****z
    Rap skills unmatched, Jigga man baby
    I can't entertain it sometimes I can't explain it
    God given, gifts of a soul for hard living
    Far be it from me to question Allah's wisdom
    Could've been lost in the system
    Instead I'm involved with the rhythm
    I dodged prison, came out unscathed from car collisions
    I know I must be part of some mission
    **** I used take it for granted
    Why they placed me on this planet
    I would ask myself while writin raps to myself
    But right there under my nose
    Was the flow of all flows
    Not a demon but a rose in the cement, come on

    It's the things that you do
    That make me feel so
    (Inhale, exhale, breathe on it MC)
    And I don't know the way I feel
    I can explain
    (Uh)
    I love you
    You thug look at what you make the clubs do
    (Bounce, shake, shake it, uh)
    It's the things that you do
    That make me feel so
    (Exhale, uh)
    And I don't know the way I feel I can explain
    I love you
    You thug look at what you make the clubs do
    (Lights out *****)

    You know I've traveled through zones
    Homes spazzed like a bad back
    I came into this game on Jaz's back
    I jumped off stood on my own two like boom, that's that
    Yeah I'm here to show and prove
    Don't matter to me the Garden or flowin on Clue
    Whatever *****s wanna do - it's alright with me
    Whether you big or bossy, jig or flossy
    Dusty or musty, sober or saucy
    Broker than Todd Bridges, richer than Bill Cosby
    Forgive me for my arrogance or you still salty?
    Past on to the next life and you still haunt me
    I'mma keep doing me unfortunately
    I make the club rock, make thugs pop guns
    Make old folks do the bus stop; can't stop son
    **** I give you what's hot and what's not, I never knew
    Y'all (*****s) know (*****s) how (*****s) do

    It's the things that you do that make me feel so
    (Uh, exhale, inhale)
    And I don't know the way I feel
    I can explain
    I love you
    You thug look at what you make the clubs do
    (Uh, bounce, shake, what? uh-huh)
    It's the things that you do that make me feel so
    (Uh-huh, inhale, exhale)
    And I don't know the way I feel I can explain
    I love you
    You thug look at what you make the clubs do
    (Bounce, shake ladies)
    It's the things that you do that make me feel so
    (Uh-huh, breathe for me, uh, uh-huh)
    And I don't know the way I feel
    I can explain
    (Uh)
    I love you
    You thug look at what you make the clubs do
    (Lights out *****s)
    It's the things that you do that make me feel so
    And I don't know the way I feel I can explain
    I love you
    You thug look at what you make the clubs do
    It's the things that you do that make me feel so
    And I don't know the way I feel I can explain
    I love you
    You thug look at what you make the clubs do
    It's the things that you do that make me feel so
    And I don't know the way I feel I can explain
    I love you
    You thug look at what you make the clubs do

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