Stuff Like That (feat. Charlie Wilson, Ray Charles, Brandy, Chaka Khan & Ashford & Simpson)

Walked in the joint They were lining up back to back Anything you can name, no shame Uh, uh, stuff like that Do it, do it Do it, do it What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that? What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that? Before my eyes was the promise of paradise Is she real? Can she feel? Is she a dream? If you know what I mean 'Cause she was built out of Stuff like that (do it, do it) Stuff like that (do it, do it) Stuff like that (do it, do it) Stuff like that I can't tell you what I saw Made you wonder, was it against the law It was not how high, you could go But exactly how low What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that? (Makes you feel) What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that? I knew I was captured By the rhythm of the magic flute Pulling and urging me to taste the forbidden fruit And though, I felt naive I didn't want to leave, fever was in the air And all of a sudden, I didn't care No reason why, just had to testify What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that? (Makes me feel) What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that? (You, you, you, you) What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that? (In a minute, babe) What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that? (Ooh, you got) (Do it, do it) stuff like that, yeah (Do it, do it) stuff like that, yeah, yeah (Do it, do it) stuff like that, stuff like that (Do it, do it) stuff like that, stuff like that Stuff like that, oh, yeah, stuff like that Stuff like that, oh, stuff like that What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that? (What makes you feel? What makes you feel?) What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that? (What makes you feel?) What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that? (Ah-ah) What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?