Gorillaz & André 3000 (feat.): DoYaThing | Song-Factsheet

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Song «DoYaThing» von Gorillaz & André 3000 (feat.).

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Veröffentlichungsdaten: 2012 02 23 (Digital)
Label: EMI
Songwriter Damon Albarn & André Benjamin & James Murphy
Produktion: André Benjamin & Gorillaz & James Murphy
Genre: Electropop

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Gorillaz & André 3000 (feat.)
Damon Albarn
André Benjamin
James Murphy
André Benjamin
Gorillaz
James Murphy

Lyrics

[Verse 1: 2D] I'm a pale imitator of a boy in the sky With a cap in his head and a knot in his tie I'm the light in the mall when the power is gone A shadow in the corner, just playing along I'm only laying in my bed, I'm rolling aside But if I get a car, I'm hoping to ride Because I know if I ever say "I'm leaving" to you You've got a folding chair, and you don't know what to do You'd sigh [Chorus: James Murphy] You wanna do it, but you don't know what you're doing, baby (A-a-a-a-aah) You wanna feel it but you don't know what you're feeling tonight (Alright, how are we doing?) And if you're thinking that I don't know what you're thinking, baby (A-a-a-a-aah) You do more thinking and I'll go out and make it alright (Alright, how do you do?) [Verse 2: 2D] I’m impregnable, incredible, and set in the quo I’m a late in my rider, not a heart and soul I got a Saturday night, and nothing is dead And if I ever had to do it, well, you know I wouldn’t care I just get down, I love when I’m seen And if I wanna talk back, the message is free Then there’s a fire, a ray, a knot in sight And if you get my tip, you get 'em a lot You get a heartache [Chorus: James Murphy] You wanna do it, but you don't know what you're doing, baby (A-a-a-a-aah) You wanna feel it but you don't know what you're feeling tonight (Alright, how are we doing?) And if you're thinking that I don't know what you're thinking, baby (A-a-a-a-aah) You do more thinking and I'll go out and make it alright (Alright, how do you do?) [Post-Chorus: André 3000] Every time we try, we get nowhere Wouldn't it be nice if we were just normal people? Yeah Trying so hard to act like we don't care But it's true, you do, nothing is left So I guess I'm right [Verse 3: André 3000] New word, onomatopoeia (Boom) Quit acting like you don't wanna be here Fuck around and get jumped like leap year Glock in the glove make you really wanna leave me, alone Get the fuck on, gone Okay, okay, okay, back to the happy song Rap ain't nothing but the art of talkin' shit My girl look pretty up there riding dick My plaid past, my solid future Asinine ass and a gorgeous coochie I'm an OutKast but you're into me Summer got mad 'cause winter blew me That Juicy Fruit, that splooshy sploosh Generation X on bloopty bloop Get duped, gotta get doopy-dupe Everybody hit the floor, we through the roof Like a chimney, I commend me How come it be, some lame ass nigga talking about "Ah, he don't rap enough" But y'all rap a lot and I'm like "Wrap it up, hoe" You ain't Scarface, you ain't Willie D You ain't Bushwick, you ain't killin' me Better play with your motherfucking momma Bet you still stay with your motherfucking momma Keep sleeping on me, I'mma rock my pajamas In the daytime, I swear, I promise Dare a nigga say something, tear a nigga face off How come blacks don't play baseball? Y'all white, know y'all can taste all This fly shit, I stay finna take off [Refrain: André 3000] Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing You ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Wait, is you really Slick Rick? Nope, you Dana Dane [Verse 4: André 3000] Bet it up, head erupts A lava language in a vocal volcanic If it ain't fixed, don't broke it, don't panic If it ain't this, it ain't shit, goddamn it If it ain't this, it ain't dope, it don't flush And if it ain't hip, it don't hop, well then hush "Man they sound like-" "Man they stole your-" "Man they look like-" Nope, it ain't us [Refrain: André 3000] Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Wait, is you really Slick Rick? Nope, you Dana Dane Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing You ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang [Post-Chorus: André 3000] Every time we try, we get nowhere Wouldn't it be nice if we were just normal people? Yeah Trying so hard to act like we don't care (I don't care) But it's true, you do, nothing is left So I guess I'm right [Outro: André 3000] Flip the page, our days are revelations Space is strange, doctor, I've got no patience Oh, it's all a part of the process (Okay, okay) Nothing's new, it's true, cool, I admit Shit, I guess you're right