Yeah, uh-huh
Uh-huh uh-huh uh... yo!
Yi-yea, yeah
Yo Timbaland, wh-where Missy at?
(Ha ha, right here Dawg) Geyeah
Uh-huh uh-huh uh
Uh-huh, yaknahmean? (Yeah)
Lobster shrimp nigga, I'm a pimp nigga
Feel the game that I spit.. lobster shrimp nigga
Yeah, c'mon
From the gutter to the rich
From holes in my clothes to the most butter shit
How's life, what a bitch
Now I rock ice for the fuck of it
Your wife love my shit, know who you fuckin with?
Jay-hovah, 'fore I never got no play
Now these bitches wanna give me more head than Sade
(Say what?) Crisp in the 6 withcha bitch parlayed
I need privacy I pull up the back shade
Initials on the headrest, it's official
Style so sick I need bedrest, nigga I got issues
(Say what?) I hate fake bitches, "you gotta wait" bitches
"I don't know you, I don't fuck on the first date" bitches
(Is that right?) Hot shot niggaz, talk to the cop niggaz
"Money, that's my girl," cock block niggaz
See you in the club, and scheme on your watch niggaz
Talk a lot of shit with, no Glock niggaz
It's Jigga baby, let it be known
I'm the king, I could never be dethroned
Thank God
Uh-huh, yeah yeah yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yo
Is you a pimp nigga? (Yes I'm a pimp nigga)
Well spit the game nigga (Lobster and shrimp nigga)
Yo, ain't nuttin changed nigga, you know the name Jigga
And I came to put it down for y'all, what?
Call me, fitty plus, niggaz envious
Drop top, Jigga, leave em in the dust
You got a lot of crew, do any of em bust?
Hell no, Jigga off the hook, "Hello!"
They call me poppy seed, this is hot to me
I got this lock and key, I got cities Under Siege
When I'm in L.A. the six-four is ill
When I'm in the A-T-L it's the Coupe DeVille
When I'm down in Miami, I'm hoppin through
with the all black Ninja with the sock over my shoe
Mami screamin, "Papi chu', who keeps stoppin you?"
And I'm screamin, "Not a cat, Money holla back"
It ain't nothin but beginners, and y'all in the game
but y'all can't ball like Chicago centers
This is it niggaz, get your grip niggaz
It's about to get hot mami, Who You Wit? "Jigga!"
- Is you a pimp nigga? (Yes I'm a pimp nigga)
Well spit the game nigga (Lobster and shrimp nigga)
Ain't nuttin changed nigga, you know the name Jigga
And I came to put it down for y'all
Is you a pimp nigga? (Yes I'm a pimp nigga)
Well spit the game nigga (Lobster and shrimp nigga)
Ain't nuttin changed nigga, you know the name Jigga
And I came to put it down for y'all
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hear Timbo' on the CB, need some info
Your chick is with you Dawg?
Gotta be, 10-4
I'm in the 5-speed now so I shift to fo'
Mash my foot on the gas til it hit the floor
Tires left skid marks, whoa
Shit's about to start
How we got there?
Snatched the case of Crist' up out the car
Can you stand the rain cause it's pourin now
I hope she likes porno flicks cause she starrin now!
If the answer is no, she speakin foreign now
Just let a brotha know, I turn my car around
Freak or freeze, if the answer really is no
Girl I leave so fast you can speak to my breeze
She said, "You're stressin me now,"
Said, "No No No," then, "Yea yea yea" like she Destiny's Child
We about to cook
with no recipe now -- to the mornin, then
LET'S BE OUT!
That's how we do it y'all
Timbaland, Jay-Z
Two pimps
Two pimps
Two pimps baby
Put it down
Don't you like that?
We like to do it like that
We like to ride these tracks
Uhh, you don't think we two pimps?
Huh, holla back
You know what? Tell you somethin like this
With the Ferraris and Jaguars, switchin four lanes
Ha ha, money ain't a thang
Ha ha, I got no thangs you know what I'm sayin?
You know why? Cause I'm a pimp
And Jay-Z? He's the pimper you know what I'm sayin?
That's how we do it right here in the nine-eight
So we gotta be out let it ride like this
You see? I think it's time for me put it down..
.. for my females, hahah
I'ma let my females shine on this track
You see? I ain't biased
I ain't racist either
So I'ma let uhh.. Mocha bring it in
The one boss bitch, not on that horse shit
Honey I wanna score with, money, I'm all for it
Speak the raw shit, they on the floor quick
Prepare to be surprised, if you think I'm a poor chick
Got off the wall shit, who could be more thick?
Plus I can flip, rough-up, or flatten out, four bricks
As for the mic, I can break flow out, or either bless em
My style is my own, and a shorty, can't test it
So y'all - ramble on, I'ma get my gamble on
Ceram' handle-arm, while y'all scramble on
Want to battle? It's on, I'll take you on anywhere
I'll take you on a bus, on a boat, or up in the air
I'll take you on with the gat, I'll take you on on the track
I'll take yo' ass on a trip, and you never come back
Though this a freestyle, these styles ain't free
When I'm done, better believe, they got a PILE for me
What cha know about this, ha? You don't know
Lemme show you bout this, ha? We gon' blow
We don't go without hits, ha? Get the dough
You can never doubt this, ha? Ha?
Y'all go 'head and yap on, I'ma keep rap strong
Talk but don't act on what you rap on (say what?)
I speak facts to beat clacks, and lead tracks
Heed that, relax, feedback? Keep that
Bet-ta ease back, never see me slack
Break your kneecaps - then, have you do three laps
Tryin to see this half a mil, y'all - dingy stacks
for - weed in sacks, tote - ki's to crack
Wonder why they can't keep they eyes off me?
Y'all chicks ain't 8, I'm a dime plus 3
Got a 6? I got a stack
Got a whip? I got a jet
Got a clip? I got a tec
That's why you not a threat
Wanna know how you could be down too?
Can not do, make em say "ahhh, oohh"
Been through it, put too much into it
And writin so long, I ran out of pen fluid
Babe Blue
Y'all chicks assed out, Babe Blue's here
Shook out your mind, cause my debut's near
All y'all demo chicks see me when you master yours
I surpass you whores, then I smash your broads
Shorty, don't get your hopes high, praise the most high
Babe Blue, livin loca
I crush all those, small hoes, what?
My go-to-the-store clothes is better than your wardrobe
You ain't seein mine, I walk right in the club
You one of them chicks that be in line
Me? Studded out, ice flooded out
Bitch you ain't nice - please, cut it out
Bronx to the death, we gon' spit raw
Timbaland got beats, what you talkin shit for?
Forget yours, Moch' and Blue, comin through
Bystorm, Z Man, tell me what you gon' do?
It ain't over!
Y'all chicks talk a lot, now you wanna hate me?
Moch' and Blue, Cagney and Lacey
Start the biddin wars at 1.2
We gonna show all of y'all what one joint do
You wanna get the third degree, cause you never heard of me?
See thugs murder me, deep blood burgundy?
Hell nah, see I'm tryin to get my mail ma
But y'all chicks didn't know, so I had to tell y'all
Doubt this, uh uh uh, whaaat?
Let it ride, uh uh, uh-uh uh-uh
Tonight (1 Life 2 Live) uh uh, uh-uh uh-uh
Uh uh, uh-uh uh-uh
(1 Life 2 Live baby) Uh uh, uh-uh uh-uh
Uh uh, uh-uh uh-uh, 1 Life 2 Live
What what? Uh uh uh uh
Give it up, we gon' show, you how we party
Up jumps da boogie, up jumps da boogie
Up jumps da boogie
Give it up, we gon' show, you how we party
Up jumps da boogie, up jumps da boogie
Up jumps da boogie
Give it up, we gon' show, you how we party
Up jumps da boogie, up jumps da boogie
Up jumps da boogie
Give it up, we gon' show, you how we party
Up jumps da boogie, up jumps da boogie
Up jumps da boogie
I fiend for all beats like girls jump for dicks
Don't salt the next man keep that Lindbergh shit
Up in the cut like gay niggaz, in butt
I'm black wit Indian, my race should be mutt
I cut with razor blades, play spades with Aunt Venus
Evaluate this rap, take heed a fuckin' genius
Up in the sky, up high, don't puff lye
Do you smoke crack Sam? Prepare to fuckin' die
Fuck Crazy Joe, my name is Crazy Flow
You thought I had eight, but I got ten mo'
Off beat and on beat, old school like Beat Street
I stink like pop's feet, make sweat wit no heat
I'm up on this track, like Pam Grier in movies
I heats up the beat, like water in a jacuzzi
I fly to L.A., then come back to Virginia
Then call, Maganoo, to see if he's got some indo
Then back to the crib to pick up my brother, G
G don't forget, to bring the house keys
Hops in the eight, five-oh now here we go
Please please, brother don't slam my car do'
It costs too much money to get that shit fixed
I need all my money to pay my bills with
Don't have no time, for the shuckin' and jivin'
Peep my rhyme 'cause that, shit's off-timin'
I'm in the Marriott, the place to get got
After I smoke pot, he sticks me like shots
Funky like farts, connect tongues like dots
Lick his lollipop, this kid named Scott
Me, my hot self, myself be so hot
Touch my hot spot, I scream 'til I can't stop
Uhh, give it to me daddy and
(What, what?)
Uhh, yup, yup like Teddy
(What, what?)
Teddy, ready with tha one two checka
No Diggity, Missy be the bedroom wrecka
Double decka, make you wanna beat your pecka
And then leave your bitch 'cause this uhh, be better
Give it up, up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me
Give it up, we gon' show, you how we party
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me
Give it up, we gon' show, you how we party
Prepare to get wet like Jheri Curl juice
You tight like virgin pussy, my rap get you loose
I bump like acne, take honey from a bee
My style is like a safe, without da fuckin' key
I come 'cause I'm a nut, don't bleed when I'm cut
No fan of Madonna, she just a damn slut
So sit you damn dog and bow to my shit
Nit-wit you stupid, I'm butter don't need grits
Make fits like seizure, lick clit to please ya
I book then read ya, follow da leader
Like Jews and Chinese, I own your rap lease
The wackness must cease, prepare for yo' release
I'm up in these labels tryin' to handle my business
Been makin' more beats before Jehovah had witness
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me
Brother brother, please, turn on the TV
See a black man dead from a white man's powder
See a white man scared from a black man's power
Back to reality, please don't freakin' smile at me
This is a stick-up, so give up yo' wallet please
I'm the best, and that's B, and that's capital
I hang low like testicles, MC's wanna copy these many flows
Hoes, better back up, foe they get slapped up
Pack up and go tell mommy, that I backed up you
You you you, and your whole screw
What, whatcha whatcha whatcha gon' do uhh
What whatcha gon' do to me, the M I double S Y E
Wanna battle me, it's gonna be some tragedy
Give it up, we gon' show, you how we party
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me
Give it up, we gon' show, you how we party
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me
Give it up, we gon' show, you how we party
Give it up, we gon' show, you how we party
Give it up, we gon' show, you how we party
Give it up... we gon' show, you how we party
[Timbaland (whispering)] Up jumps da boogie (repeat 3X)
(repeat all 4X)
Verse One: Magoo
I fiend for all beats, like girls jump for dicks
Don't salt the next man, keep that Lindbergh shit
Up in the cut, like gay niggaz, in butt
I'm black wit indian, my race should be mutt
I cut with razor blades, play spades with Aunt Venus
E-valuate this rap, take heed a fuckin genius
Up in the sky, up high, don't puff lye
Do you smoke crack Sam? Prepare to fuckin die
Fuck Crazy Joe, my name is Crazy Flow
You thought I had eight, but I got ten mo'
Off beat and on beat, old school like Beat Street
I stink like pop's feet, make sweat wit no heat
Verse Two: Timbaland
I'm up on this track, like Pam Grier in movies
I heats up the beat, like water in a jacuzzi
I fly to L.A., then come back to Virginia
Then call, Maganoo, to see if he's got some indo
Then back to the crib to pick up my brother, G
G don't forget, to bring the house keys
Hops in the eight, five-oh now here we go
Please please, brother don't slam my car do'
It costs too much money to get that shit fixed
I need all my money to pay my bills with
Don't have no time, for the shuckin and jivin
Peep my rhyme, cause that, shit's off-timin
Verse Three: Missy
I'm in the Marriott, the place to get got
After I smoke pot, he sticks me like shots
Funky like farts, connect tongues like dots
Lick his lollipop, this kid named Scott
Me my hot self, my self be so hot
Touch my hot spot, I scream til I can't stop
Uhhhhhhhhhhhh (what, what?)
Give it to me daddy and
Uhhhhhhhhhhhh (what, what?)
Yup, yup like Teddy
Teddy, ready with tha one two checka
No Diggity, Missy be the bedroom wrecka
Double decka, make you wanna beat your pecka
And then leave your bitch, cause this uhhh! be better
Chorus: everybody
Give it up!
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me (repeat 4X)
Give it up! We gon' show, you how we party
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me (repeat 2X)
Give it up! We gon' show, you how we party
Verse Four: Magoo
Prepare to get wet, like Jheri Curl juice
You tight like virgin pussy, my rap get you loose
I bump like ac-ne, take honey from a bee
My style is like a safe, without da fuckin key
I cum cause I'm a nut, don't bleed when I'm cut
No fan of Madonna, she just a damn slut
So sit you damn dog, and bow to my shit
Nit-wit you stupid, I'm butter don't need grits
Make fits like seizure, lick clit to please ya
I book then read ya, follow da leader
Like Jews and Chinese, I own your rap lease
The wackness must cease, prepare for yo' release
Verse Five: Timbaland
I'm up in these labels tryin to, handle my business
Been makin more beats before, Jehovah had witness
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me
Brother brother, please, turn on the TV
See a black man dead, from a white man's powder
See a white man scared, from a black man's power
Back to reality, please don't freakin smile at me
This is a stick-up, so give up yo' wallet please
Verse Six: Missy
I'm the best, and that's B, and that's capital
I hang low like testicles, MC's wanna copy these many flows
Hoes, better back up, foe they get slapped up
Pack up and go tell mommy, that I backed up you
You you you, and your whole screw
What, whatcha whatcha whatcha gon' do uhh, what whatcha gon' do
To me, the M-I-double S-Y-E
Wanna battle me, it's gonna be some tragedy
Chorus: everybody
Give it up! We gon' show, you how we party
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me (repeat 4X)
(repeat all 2X)
Give it up! We gon' show, you how we party
(repeat to fade)
(What cha talkin' 'bout?)
Uh oh
Ha ha, what?
Uh oh, what?
Told y'all
What?
Told y'all
What? Check it out
I'm the Lil' Man, join with the Timbaland
People walkin' around sayin' to theyself "Damn!"
People can't realize who the fuck who I am
I'm like the VCR tech they call bad
People don't know what they gonna see next
They might see Timbaland with Funkmaster Flex
Or doin' a duet with the group called Beck
Or back in the studio gettin', gettin' sex
I'm the ill nigga that loves Chips Ahoy
Timbaland where you at?
Here I go boy, I got yo' back with a Tec 9
You see them niggas creepin', what?
I thought you knew, I told you so
Never, ever step over my toe (nah nah)
I got that nigga (what what)
From the "V", Static, where you at?
Here I go, if ya pearlin' in a 'lac, then turn that shit up
If ya chillin' at the club, then tear the party up
And if you got shove, let it bump bump
Not speakin' for yo' cheddah, but I keep mine in lumps
Nigga, my momma taught me that, can't sneak me from the back
So I found her chasing cheese, so I watch for dirty rats
See I'm wise like the guys, and smart like the streets
See I be rollin' blunts while Timb' be makin' them beats, Timbaland
- What cha talkin' 'bout?
What you sayin' to me?
Why you staring at me?
Let's have a party, B
What cha talkin' 'bout?
What you sayin' to me?
Why you staring at me?
Let's have a party, B
Play that guitar, man, eh, and damn!
That shit is tight like a bowl of crisps
Listen to the words that I spit, makin' ya sick
It's the Lil' Man puttin' it down
Got all my females flashin' around
It's that little voice that's makin' ya tickle
Come on Timbaland, and gimme some of that liquor
Are you drunk? (Yes, I'm drunk)
Are you pump? (Yes, I'm pump)
Do you wanna see the party get chrump?
(Yes, I pump)
This ain't nuthin' but a party (Say what?)
After the party (Where ya goin'?)
Hearty, I gotta make my way back to the crib
I forgot I was on probation (Yeah that shit is real)
But ain't nuthin' gon' happen to me
Magoo, finish it baby
Ha ha, yeah
One more again from VA
Yes, your southern representative
Keep two Tecs in my Lex, cuz I'm sensitive
All my competition stop wishin' for my demise
Cuz I'm hard like my dick, we'll ever be on the rise
Get between some thighs, and fuck until I'm stuck
Order the main course, four bitches, I'm serving duck
How da fuck you payin' a bitch just to fuck?
If a bitch want money for me, pray for luck
Only thing I love is weed and big cash
If yo' ass ain't a check, nigga kiss my ass
Leavin' freaky bitches in stitches, cuz hoe's be envious
Me and Timbaland still friends and will continuous
Oh, what a web we weave
When I achieved to fuck the baddest bitch you niggaz them ever seen
Possible, if you got game they blaze a zing
Pockets of rubbers, bitches go rump with just my name
This is how we do it
We make it ride on through
Like liquid fluid
This is how we do
We make it ride on through
Like liquid fluid, what?
Me and my posse
I know you hear you little airplanes flyin' around
Yeah, have a couple people lookin' forward to this
Now we gotta be out
[Timbaland]
Another one
[Playa - CHORUS]
Here we come, so wave your hands
For Missy, Maganoo, and Timbaland
We gon' show you how the party break
So pass the UHH to get me hyped
But wait, we gonna party tonight...
[Magoo - Verse One]
If you're livin' for nothin', then start livin' for life
If you're having a baby, then make her your wife
If you're up in the club where the dubs start the tank
Sell to the highest bid, put the cash in the bank
When I'm up in your booty, you can "hoo" to my blows
Damn miss, but please honey child, don't kiss
All I want is a freak when I'm up in the club
Maybe after the dance, then let's jump in the tub
I'm a nigga wit' class, you're a girl with a job
Taste on my neck like corn on the cob
I'm second to none, freaky as ever
Go downtown, "Well I never"
[Timbaland - Verse Two]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I'm the man, that they call Timbaland
And he deserves the word, the bird understands
We gon' party, til the sun comes up
Bartender, you forgot to fill up my cup
Ain't no stoppin', til the draws start poppin'
There won't be no beef unless the disc stop jockin'
She said this, and he said that
And he said that Timbaland can't rap
Well I don't care, because I make those tracks
I make you bounce and wiggle, and do this and that
Timbaland, where you live at?
VA baby, believe dat
[Missy - Verse Three]
Aiyyo, aiyyo
Now I'm rich, I once was poor
If you're late with my dough, then there's no show
I grease my hair and it still won't grow
If you feel my butt, boy you gotta go
Out the back for touchin' my back
For trying to jack, every Timbaland track
Maganoo, where you was?
they been bitin; our style, those silly bugs
Where's the spray? I'ma spray 'em good
So the next time they bite, then they die like "Ugh"
I'ma roll up the biggest dutchie
Get some sweets cuz I got the munchies
[Playa {Aaliyah} (Timbaland) - CHORUS]
Here we come, so wave your hands (wave yo hands)
For Missy, Maganoo, and Timbaland (and Timbaland)
We gon' show you how the party break
So pass the UHH to get me hyped (UHH..to get me hyped)
Alright, we gonna party tonight (Aight, we gon party, we gon party, say it,
uhh)
Here we come, so wave your hands (wave yo hands) {Yea}
For Missy, Maganoo, and Timbaland (and Timbaland) {Yea}
We gon' show you how the party break {Yea}
So pass the UHH to get me hyped (UHH..to get me hyped) {Yea}
Alright, we gonna party tonight (Aight, we gon party, we gon party, say it,
uhh)
[Magoo - Verse Four]
Hehe, yea
Girl, I'm the bar, open up five rum
Everybody wanna get a buzz, get some
9 out of 10, all girls gonna freak
Just gon' depend on who they gonna freak
Those kinds that floss, all girls know their name
Only near, chillin' in the club, no game
Brotha mad at me cuz I got cheddar cheese
When the club ?, got his girl on her knees
Old man please, learn the two degrees
Degree number one, keep your girl off trees
Degree number two, keep your girl 'round you
Never trust a girl, Lord knows what she do
[Timbaland - Verse Five]
Uh huh
Tricks - is what I got in my bag
Hits - is what I make out the lab
Ritz - is the crackers that I eat
Bitches - is what a man don't need
Rubbers - shows I'm on capital level
Stutter - is what I do when I'm in trouble
[Missy - Verse Six - SINGING]
My man, Timbaland
He make beats for the streets
See, me and Maganoo
Is the backbone of trees
Gettin' high off a bone
Tellin' niggas what you on
HEY!
[Missy - Verse Seven - RAPPING]
Now, I'm in, the S-L-K
I roll up the window, so the dew won't sway
Spray my hairspray so the waves won't fade
So when I say stay, them muthafuckas stay
Oh by the way
Me and Timbaland, we got the beats to make you dance
[Repeat CHORUS]
[Playa (Aaliyah)]
Doo-do-do, doo-do-do (Yea)
Doo-do-do, doo-doo, doo doo doo (Yea)
Doo-do-do, doo-do-do (Yea)
Doo-do-do, doo-doo, doo doo doo (Yea)
Doo doo, doo doo doo, doo doo doo........(Yea)
(feat. Petey Pablo, Smokey (Playa))
(Intro: Timbaland)
Hey y'all, can y'all do something for me?
Can y'all bounce, can y'all bounce, what?
Hey y'all, can y'all do something for me?
Can y'all bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce?
Hey y'all, can y'all do something for me?
Can y'all bounce, can y'all bounce, what?
Hey y'all, can y'all do something for me?
Ficky, ficky, ficky, ficky, Timbaland
(Timbaland)
I be creepin' in backyards, dippin in alley ways
My brother in the 360, I'm in a escalade
We piled ride high, sittin' on low pros
Petey in the back of us, with his range rov
Bold ladies sittin' in back, one ridin' in the front
No smokin' in here, so put out your freakin' blunt
This how we gon' do it, so pay attention to the rules
Women in sexy gear, draws down and no shoes
That's why we keep it live, cuz we keep ours alive
For that alcohol is full of, full of surprise
That's how we're gonna ball, walk before we crawl
This here, this here, is that party y'all
(Chorus)
Roll Out (ROLL!)
Get the cars (ROLL!)
Get your girls (ROLL!)
Get your boys (ROLL!)
Hit the switches (ROLL!)
Bring the noise (ROLL!)
(panting noises)
Roll Out (ROLL!}
Get the cars (ROLL!)
Get your girls (ROLL!)
Get your boys (ROLL!)
Hit the switches (ROLL!)
Bring the noise (ROLL!)
(panting noises)
(Petey Pablo)
Roughest, toughest, fastest, one of the baddest
Rappin' asses, tickin' on a Timbaland classic
Layin' in traffic, shiftin gears in the automatic
Tryin' to get past this old couple in a Maverick
Beepin' my horn at 'em, flickin' on my hazards
G. callin' me, on his cell phone laughin'
Thinkin' his chick hang out the sunroof flashin'
I done went in the grass, like to kill a rabbit
Swerve back into traffic, radio blastin'
Slammed on the brakes (SKRUT!), ya old bastard
Tim zig-zaggin', hell, he in the back and
Girls sittin' on the trunk, droppin' wine glasses
Wind blowin' dresses up, showin off the pad and
Polka dot scripe long cramed in their phanies
WHOOP! You could be Ms. Barry, fine as you is
Tim, pull it over, let 'em ride in here
(Repeat Chorus)
(Smokey)
Catch me in a chick, and her name is Kim
Tryna tell you who I hit cuz I ran out of Bim
Fast food so dangerous that I'm crackin' my rim
Like why Taco Bell drive-thru so damn slim
I'm out north too, no top on the Benz
Big body, too, just like I walked out the gym
Man, I'm sppeding through, not just feeling the wind
Look, the needle to the gas tank is right at the end
Now, I'm needing to sin, lying again
Pumpin' gas in the Benz, with no money to spend
And every kid that walk in, cashier turning again
So it's a good thing that lady walked in her twins
(Repeat Chorus)
(Magoo)
All I do is listen to Eightball, with the hoes on call
High dank in my gas tank and eat raw franks
Grill in my bed and serve 2 steak and siemen
And I'm scheming on your daughter with on condom and Clairborne
Don't get it twisted, I'm gold-toothed and two-fisted
Both arms ready to roll, chrome-wristed
I'm past being beserk, I go to work
Tell the boss "Go 'head give me some sugars and hot sauce"
With an atrack of Diana Ross playing
And drunk off some moonshine, I passed out and woke up at noontime
Thought it was crack of dawn, but ass was in my face
Said them draws was versache, I thought she had versace
[Chorus: Timbaland]
People like myself, only hang with self cause that's the way to go
I can't go outside without findin some new kinfolks
People on my left, people on my right, all in my earhole
Make be like whoa and find me somewhere else to go
[repeat Chorus]
[Magoo]
It's Mag from your TV screen, buzzin off the Jim Beam
But the Mag y'all think y'all know ain't what I seem
I'm a low-down freak from Seapeak(?)
See them high school mates, I see 'em and don't speak
All y'all wanna talk like we used to hang
Cause I'm doin my thang, now you wanna bask in my fame
That's why I stay out the club, be in the crib
Smokin a dub, countin my cash, over the phone
And I'm sellin cell phones, all with chips
My nine to bloods, my glock to crips, who want war?
You and your boys can bring the noise
But I'ma bring hand grenades, now you're laid!
Pull out my dick, piss on your bitch-ass
Sit on your face, now you gotta kiss ass
Who fiend for fame life belong to your fans
and haters and thugs that wanna end your lifespan
[Chorus]
[Timbaland]
Uhh, uhh, uhh - since I got bigger (bigger)
I'm over here and y'all recite Tim's my nigga (nigga)
Like I just figure (figure)
And my tracks didn't help niggaz
So for rememdy I pound niggaz
Like I keep 'em in DJ's for that new Jigga
Like them forty-two Girbauds
I pocket every demo, like Timbaland - he's that next nigga
Confirmed by people that she can blow
Convinced Booker T she's the next to go
Now I'm checkin every joint and every unit I sold
Once I'm deep in the dough, I'm deep with a crew
In the 80's y'all screamed like the movie is through
Y'all screamin this is ";Nutty Professor: Part II";
To ";Eyes Wide Shut"; to whoever I choose
I can appreciate a Kidman to a, Tom Cruise
To a, fast food, I'm strictly drive-through
The money I gave dudes I basically raised fools
[Chorus]
[Magoo]
Even the phone spit it, God know what I'm thinkin
I'm drinkin and smokin and stressin, go to church for confession
Down on my knees, beggin to God, show me the path
My label is jerkin me workin me so the devil can lurk in me
Sick of niggaz bitchin, wishin I'd fail
Tell 'em Mag be the rap effin Kenan and Kel
I'm spittin the version of verses curses over the churches
Rappin mo' iller than thriller Manila and give you salmonella
[Timbaland]
Stop, the press!
Bitch, you can't afford that dress, you can't afford that hairdo
I don't want your sex, here take your fast food
";Tim you're dead wrong, Tim you're dead rude!";
Hey girl, I don't even know you
";Timbaland we're your first cousin Marion Sue";
My momma never ever mentioned you
My momma also told me to watch them savage boos, what?
[Chorus: sung by Static - repeat 2X]
Guess who?
Jigga, ya heard?
Timbaland, ya heard?
Uh, Twista, ya heard? C'mon c'mon
Uh uh, uh uh
G G, G gyeah, yo
G'yo, gyeah gyeah, gyeah gyeah
Turn this up, yo, yo, yeah
When the war's on, the pores are drawn like pictures
The niggaz is all gone when these triggers get witcha
Nigga before long you need stitches in your long Johns
A.K., t-t-t-t, heartbeat, t-t-t-t
Eight figures you fake twitchy niggaz can't stop that
Jigga, Twista my nigga Timb on the hot track
How you gon' stop that? We can't be slowed
Niggaz throwed dawg, look at your clothes
When I'm in crazy mode, three-eighty blows like
Maceo, leave acey holes that's it Jay-Z doe, crazy flow
Rhyme great, dominate your radio
C'mon, get your gun on, your mask and gloves
I don't ask for love, I blast 'em up
Respect my gangsta dude or your life's in danger dude
Doctors pushin' on your chest tryin' to bring you through
All my party people gon' do what? Gonna get buck
Get some liquor in the gut, so whassup?
Get them lighters lit up, make them get up
With somethin' the East and West gon' bump
All my party people gon' do what? Get crunk
Get some liquor in the gut, so whassup?
Get them lighters lit up, T got some gangsta shit
That's beatin' in yo' trunk
Fuckin' with Mag, nigga end up in a hospital
Sittin' on the corner of the bed, sick 'cause of what I said to him
On a track star beef take it in the kitchen
Cookin' MC's all niggaz taste like chicken
Hittin 'em high, right in the ear
Slicin' on 'em muh'fucker vampire style, I'm a bloodsucker
You turnin' into a mad ducker, tellin' ya dog
I'm at the Rucker with a bad Puerto Rican chick
Fat as my cash and she a dick sucker, get up outcha car
You ain't goin' real far, see the chainsaw?
Breakin' the law, like turnin' a dyke
When it come to that man that just like Mike
I don't care what you like, I'll make you run in outer space
If you go to court man, only wish you got a case
For real, I'm fuckin' faced on a hill of ice
Mag hot now nigga 50 G's the price
Timbaland good for that, I invented that
Hear the hi-hat, hear the bassline on the track
Remember one in a million when I left ya back
Producers sayin', "How you get your sound like that?"
I don't know playa, I'm a creative cat
Got party people dancin' to dis and dat
Got party people sayin', "This a dope-ass track!"
All my party people gon' do what? Get buck
Get some liquor in the gut, so whassup?
Get them lighters lit up, make them get up
With somethin' the East and West gon' bump
All my party people gon' do what? Get crunk
Get some liquor in the gut, so whassup?
Get them lighters lit up, T got some gangsta shit
That's beatin' in yo' trunk
Timbaland hit 'em with the um
Ah-um, ah-um-ahh, you gon' do what?
Stop frontin' you bumpin' the new cut
Like a shoe ah, um ah-um ah, hit 'em in the gut
Twitchin' and itchin' to get up, I hit 'em up
With somethin' skanless to vibe to and ride to
With the stanky inside you, listen to while a freak lickin' you
Go on a bogus mission to, somethin' that you crip-walk in the kitchen to
Somethin' you bump on the porch or the park
Or pump it while you displayin' yo' heart when you flex on a mark
You can play it to clear your head from drama with the feds
And all the homies like down for when they in the dark
Used to rock up at the block club, the players wasn't ridin' slick
You can let your mind cruise for miles
They can't tell a sucker who's allowed, with a strap on the mic
I'm thinkin' how can I move the crowd, move the crowd
All my party people gon' do what? Get buck
Get some liquor in the gut, so whassup?
Get them lighters lit up, make them get up
With somethin' the East and West gon' bump
All my party people gon' do what? Get crunk
Get some liquor in the gut, so whassup?
Get them lighters lit up, T got some gangsta shit
That's beatin' in yo' trunk
All my party people gon' do what? Get buck
Get some liquor in the gut, so whassup?
Get them lighters lit up, make them get up
With somethin' the East and West gon' bump
All my party people gon' do what? Get crunk
Get some liquor in the gut, so whassup?
Get them lighters lit up, T got some gangsta shit
That's beatin' in yo' trunk
Bounce wit me, bounce wit me, bounce, ow ow ow
Ow ow ow-ow ah, shake wit me, shake wit me, shake wit me, shake
Bounce wit me, bounce wit me, shake wit me, shake wit me
Ow, one time, bounce wit me, bounce wit me, yo, ahh
Remember when you first found me?
I was workin' at Burger King
Now take a good look around me
Look at all these cars, look at all these girls
Why you always tryin' to put down me?
Why you always tryin' to put down me?
You get 'round your friends and try to clown me
Why you always tryin' to pull that boo-boo?
I'm gettin' tired of all that bullshit
Always talkin' dis and dat
Your girls screamin', "We love him!"
See girls, they love me
Girl that's just, only Tim
Yes, it's only Tim
Whatchu talkin' 'bout that's only Tim?
Yeah whatchu talkin' 'bout that's only Tim? 'Cause
I made it this far
Made it without yo' money
Made it without yo' car
Made it without yo' naggin'
Now look who's the star
I made it this far
Made it without yo' money
Made it without yo' car
Made it without yo' naggin'
Now look who's the star
Ya know what I'm sayin'?
Why it gotta happen to people like me, I don't get it
I don't understand it
That's why people like myself, only hang with self
(What? What?)
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
(What? What?)
Yo, yo, ya, yo, yo, yo
(Oh, oh)
Give me that eye, give me that eye
(Boom da, uh uh)
Ya, yo, yo, yo
Give me that eye, give me that eye
(Boom da, uh uh)
People know me, as 'The Great Timbaland'
(Timbaland)
Been brought in the slums, but I ranned
(But I ranned)
Been boning girls in the Scooby Doo Van
(Doo Van)
Chicks been missing since the Summer Of Sam
(Of Sam)
Oh, I get 'em all from ya hood clubs
(Clubs)
Blue Magic be floating in my black cup
(Cup)
Mack mold, spit the game and make 'em feel good
(Feel good)
Eyes closed like they gone off that backwood
(Backwood)
Go on girl, do ya damn thang
Booty popping, spell my name with ya tongue rang
Banana Dodge ain't a damn thang
Sitting in the bucket, like a Champagne
This for my ghetto people
(People)
Another T & M Collabo
(Collabo)
So girl, why you acting funny for?
I see ya eyes talking while you got ya mouth closed
Look at that, look at that naughty eye
(Manu ma naye)
I see you give that naughty eye
(Manu ma neye)
Sucking on ya thumb like a pacifier
(Na raje, nu fire)
Must mean you wanna get naughty right
Yeah
Look at that, look at that naughty eye
(Manu ma naye)
I see you give that naughty eye
(Manu ma neye)
Sucking on ya thumb like a pacifier
(Na raje, nu fire)
Must mean you wanna get naughty right
Yeah
I want you bitches to calm down
I'm Yao Ming with mines, a player in each town
I know you mad when I come around
I Lex coupe to woman, tops they come down
(Oh)
You wanna see what can Magoo do
Be in V.I.P. with my hands up ya Tu-Tu
Boo, get you and Sue, Tisha and Lu Lu
Get a twelve pack of skins, so I can run through ya whole crew
Look ma, I know I was the one that you wanted
You gave me naughty eye, seen you in the club but you fronted
You got mad blunted, then Mag became the hunted
It was fourth down, would've made a pass but I punted
I got more woman than ye, you just flea
Give 'em crackers and cheese, then give 'em some tea
You want some money, hoe, go catch a bee
'Cause the pussy in ya pants, bitch smell like a sea
Look at that, look at thact naughty eye
(Manu ma naye)
I see you give that naughty eye
(Manu ma neye)
Sucking on ya thumb like a pacifier
(Na raje, nu fire)
Must mean you wanna get naughty right
Yeah
Oh, mede do ooh aje
Tuu mede do ooh aje
Bu mede do ooh aje
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Oh, mede do ooh aje
Tuu mede do ooh aje
Bu mede do ooh aje
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Sebastian be quicker
More proof than my daddy's old E liquor
I like'em Trina size, but if they ever be bigger
I put the sheets to the ground
Act bigger, make the shake stick her
So they can at least figure then we hit the slopes
Same amount of snow that Johnny would it nose
No chain and ropes, I don't chestize my hoes
Just release the low and put little me's on clothes
But still though I got
(Love for you)
Single mothers I got
(Love for you)
Fuck niggaz who hating I got
(Love for you)
Middle fingers I keep 'em
(Up for you)
Couple bottles with models
That would swallow you whole
If I vanish tomorrow, niggaz will follow the flow
See a hundred like towers, watch me pull in the load
When I come to ya clubs, niggaz will be stare at the doors
Look at that, look at that naughty eye
(Manu ma naye)
I see you give that naughty eye
(Manu ma neye)
Sucking on ya thumb like a pacifier
(Na raje, nu fire)
Must mean you wanna get naughty right
Yeah
Oh, mede do ooh aje
Tuu mede do ooh aje
Bu mede do ooh aje
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Look at that, look at that naughty eye
(Manu ma naye)
I see you give that naughty eye
(Manu ma neye)
Sucking on ya thumb like a pacifier
(Na raje, nu fire)
Must mean you wanna get naughty right
Yeah
Breakdown, Timbaland
(feat. Sebastian, Sin)
[Timbaland talking]
C'mon, ah, c'mon, ah, bounce a little, what, c'mon, yeah
Ha, you didn't think I was comin like that did you?
Whooo!
[Sebastian]
From the corner to the dice where we rollin at
For all my homies gettin nice off that cognac
To ghetto chicks who appreciate the Cadillac
When it flip to the normal color like Mike was back
Nike hats, slightly above your nose and neck
Chucks and slacks, seperated from Gores and Tecs
Chicks in packs, please, let your weave relax
I'm so gangster with this rap bouncers hold me back
[Timbaland]
Hey G, I feel you black
But let me get up in this club and show you how I act
I'm a fool when it comes to these party girls
I'm a fool when it comes to this party world
Now ask yourself, now who do beats like me?
I was the one that gave you ";Hey Papi";
I'm like Tupac, all eyes on me
Got niggas messed up in the industry, but it's ok
[Chorus: Storm & Shelby (Timbaland)]
It's your night (yeah), no need to act uptight (uh)
Go and grab somebody (go 'head), go and grab somebody
And be real
(And just dance a bit, c'mon and just dance a bit)
Do what you feel
(Uh huh, and just dance a bit, c'mon and just dance a bit
[Magoo]
Must be the first of the month
Mag get up on the track and I'm rappin drunk
Y'all wanna battle we can spit for days
Let up sixteen bars like mayo-naise
Swisher in my mouth, shower cap on my dome
Ain't in the studio, little shorty I'm home
Pass the phone, I'm a call all VA
Tell Sin, call Brooke and bring some Alize
[Sin]
Got in the game like what, it's over man (say what?)
I spit vodka, ain't sober man (say what?)
I'm a bigger guy, need extra pay
Give me a bed so I can lay in my Escalade
You could be black, Puerto Rican or Dominican
Room 219, I don't care, send it in
I'm a jiggy guy, ride one plus the five
Make it a six, big bad son of a bitch
[Chorus 2x]
[Magoo]
Sin got the Alize from home
Give me Lifestyles, put 'em on my jimmy, it's on
And peep out my manuscript
Mag and Tim party hoes so you gots to strip
And I ain't playin games when I heart
And leave Mag hangin hard suit with Christopher Darden
I take about a hour to bust
Chickens wanna get with Mag so they makin a fuss
Told 'em, ";simmer down, you're next
Take my headphones, listen to Funkmaster Flex
I'll be about a minute or less
Stop sittin clothes on, take off your dress";
[Chorus 2x]
[Timbaland talking to fade]
And we're back, playing the hottest music on your radio
Coast to coast, worldwide shore to shore, sea to sea
I am your host, DeBruca
And you're listening to the hottest radio station in all the land
W-poon-poon-P
What a revelation
(Lation)
You're the reason that I breathe
Innocent creation, I can use you as I please
The only one to tell my story when words are hard to catch
Of all that comes with fame and glory, you let me rock you best
Ooh, ooh, weee
Ooh, ooh, weee
Ooh, ooh, weee
Ooo, ooh, ooo, ooh
Such a sensation
(Sation)
Hypnotizin' melody, no limitations
I can stroke yo' every key
And you'll give me that do-re-mi-so
And sometimes double time
And sometimes you'll love me nice and slow
Makes me wanna sing this rhyme
Ooh, ooh, weee
Ooh, ooh, weee
Ooh, ooh, weee
Ooo, ooh, ooo, ooh
Love me like I love you
Don't you love me boo? Don't you love me boo?
Love me like I, love you, don't you love me boo?
Promising, promising now, that I love ya, I love ya
I love ya, I love ya
I do love ya, yes, I do, yes, I do
Can you love me, can you love me
Can you love me, can you love me tonight, tonight?
Can you love me, now can you love me
Now can you love me, now can you love me tonight, tonight?
All I wanna say to you is
Can you love me, can you love me
[Intro - talking - w/ ad libs]
Oh! (ah, ah, ah)
Oh! (ah, ah, ah)
Oh!
Run it back, oh
(ah, ah, ah) Oh!
(oh, y'all don't know)
Oh! (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
(y'all don't know but)
Let me tell ya
[Verse 1 - Timbaland]
I'm comin straight outta VA (oh)
A nigga named Timbo, growin up a nigga never had cash flow
Catch me dippin in the banana ten fo'
With my nigga An'twan in VA (c'mon)
Probably hit the high school football game
Salem versus Green Run and that's the shit mayn
After that we gon' meet up at the foodlion (what)
Little Ceasar's pieces motherfuckers ain't tryin
To go against (what), Bridal Creek (uh huh)
Keep talkin nigga you'll get found in that creek (oh)
And that's how we do it in the Va Beach(oh)
I can't forget my nigga Pharrell and Camsky (oh)
Y'all remember them house parties (oh)
When a nigga name was DJ Timmy T (oh)
Queen bread, Blackness had the Cutlass Capri (oh)
Look at this nigga, I'm reppin my Va Beach (uh, oh)
[Break]
Yeah (oh)
Yeah (oh)
(nah, nah, nah, nah)
Yeah (like this oh)
Oh, oh
[Chorus - w/ ad libs]
I'm comin straight outta VA (yeah)
I'm comin straight outta VA (yeah)
I'm comin straight outta VA (yeah)
I'm comin straight outta VA (yeah)
I'm comin straight outta VA (yeah)
I'm comin straight outta VA (yeah)
I'm comin straight outta VA (yeah)
I'm comin straight outta VA (yeah)
[Outro - talking]
Homie, that's how we do it (hey man)
That's how we do it (hey man)
Pharrell, Clipse (oh), Big C, Magoo
Ah, can't forget AI, AI
We comin straight outta VA
Like that homie (homie)
(feat. Candice "Gg" Nelson)
[Timbaland]
Ahh! Whoa! Feel it? Ugh!
This here is one of those joints you just ride out
Get your thoughts together
"GG" talk to me
[Candice "Gg" Nelson]
I like you cuz you are above average
So I might do things you don't understand
But I like to correct your bad habits
Cuz I want to make you an honest man
[Timbaland]
Huh! I got some precise questions bout my past life
Wondering why we so close to buildings on this last flight
Pray at night and keep my "Run" posted by the door
DMC above like Jason falling to the floor
My mind can carry of a picture perfect
Of my Aunt Mary
Her face in the mirror like she wasn't burried
I drink Hypnotiq let my conscience go (go)
[Magoo]
Tim you need to take it slow (slow)
[Timbaland]
These endless songs got me waking up in cold sweats
What gets the real time wondering where Aaliyah at
I got a wife that watch another girl give me neck
Fix my lunch with plastic wrap up on my pita bread
I'll bite my tongue but she's so outspoken
To that box of Saran bust her head wide open
Handcuffs open my fists go up for Eminem
And when he's walking out his courtcase
I'll be walking in
[Chorus]
I know you're safe (Whoooooo)
You're gonna stay (Whoooooo)
But your mind could change (Whoooooo)
I'm going insane (Whoooooo)
I'm going crazy!
[Repeat]
[Magoo]
You know them days when you troubled inside
All you think about fuck paying bills
You ignore em' you gone drink it out
That's the way that I feel as I am writing this
Sit back roll up a blunt take some delight in this
You been invited to a piece of my sanity
And vanity is absent does that weaken the man in me
My fantasy on side man reality bites
Who can't believe all these rappers let alone what he writes
I wasn't forced to lie to yall but I did
I don't own a plane or yacht or eat squid but
I'm entertaining there will be no explaining
I'm criticized for having fun
Killings more enovating they say
But anyway however ignorance chooses food
Its rude to tell you how you have been screwed
And I'm a part of the problem
And its racking my brain
Excuse me miss I'm half fool half insane
[Chorus]
[Timbaland]
I can't believe that the world is so cold
That's why I keep a runny nose
And I wish my problems would go (Oh)
People don't know me
People don't ask me no questions
Bris Sparky D was an injustice
The greatest rappers man suffered depressions
So I'm signing niggas while Whodini's taking the publishing
My mind state is like the crime rate
A high percentage of your royalties is in my bank
New artists when you're trying to break
I'm prewarning you before you even hand me your tape (Let's go!)
[Chorus]
What's up Jack?
This goes out, uh huh
It goes out, uh huh
To all the B-Biters, huh? What?
Timbaland got something to say ya'll
Check him out
This is the lil' man speaking right now
Yo, Timbaland, kick it
If it's money to be made, I guess I'm the printer
If it's ice to be rocked, I guess I'm the winner
You know my crew, Ginuwine, not the pretender
One in a million like Aaliyah
Burn like Gonorrhea, what?
I beat the beater, snares everywhere
Cris' like the diamonds in the watch on my wrist
Audiences growing like a newborn
You must be on some new and improved
Lyrically I murder tracks, put two in a crew
Tell me, who wanna mo'
Catch me in the studio, what? Doing a do
Give me 10 minutes, I'll hook you up with joint that's mean
From New York, VA to Cali, all points in between
Timbo I even bowed it down in NO
And every corner that I flow
You know I get it on
Timbo, I even bowed it down in NO
And every corner that I flow
I get it on
Can you get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where all the playa haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point 'em out (Um hmm)
Can we get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where all the playa haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point 'em out (Um hmm)
I'm the top nigga, watch nigga, hot nigga, yo (Yo)
Shit that I dropped, nonstop nigga, whoa (Whoa)
Meet the futuristic unpredicted by the psych (Uh huh)
Either nigga's vibe or they make shit light (Whew)
Hip to the hop when I came in the do' (What?)
Missy went platinum then I came in some mo' (What?)
Aaliyah, then Ginuwine, Mag and two O's (Uh huh)
Outside production on Coko and Total
Fugitive wanna buy the man for real
Got warrrents beats and program to kill
Timbaland nigga, and I'm Ill
Don't believe me? Take the back of your hand and feel
I'm burnin' up, yo, can't stop my flow
I'm burnin' up, ya'll can't stop my dough
Im burnin' up, up top and down south they know
When it come to these beats I don't play, yo
I get it on
Can I get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where all the playa haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point 'em out, yeah (Um hmm)
Can we get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where all the playa haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point 'em out (Um hmm)
Now she's gon' point 'em out, check it
I come sweeter than a two seater Benz
Have your pockets wide open, have you spendin' on friends
It never ends, expensive indeed
Without the C's, lavish habits love the carats
Nigga's with mad weaves
Spendin' money ain't nuthin'
Nigga's who style frontin'
And then pretend ya gettin' old
Nigga, we let you know, diamond district
Platinum Rolex's with the chips in it
Money to burn, nigga when will you learn
It's automatic, now I realize I gotta have
Lifestyles of the rich, that fly assed bitch
There's a track to be ripped, I got the hot shit
Check the whip, I'm banging from my land to my six
Had you screamin' at the show saying Bassey's a hit
I got the gift and nigga's know I'm ready for this
Eyes closed, lips sealed, and prepare for the kiss
And I told ya'll we won't miss, what?
Did she get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where all the playa haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point 'em out (Um hmm)
Point 'em out, what?
Did she get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where all the playa haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point 'em out, yeah (Um hmm)
Can I get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where all the playa haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point 'em out, uh (Um hmm)
Can he get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where all the playa haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point 'em out nigga (Um hmm)
Now point 'em out, what?
Now let's ride, yeah boo
Yo, Timbaland
People don't understand how you do these beats, yo
Ha, even I don't understand
You know people always tryin' to bite you
And made stuff like you
You da man right now
I ain't mad at cha
Another one
- Here we go so wave your hands
For Missy, Maganoo, and Timbaland
We gon' show you how to party right
So pass the UHH and get the hype
Alright, we gon' party tonight
If you're livin' for love, start livin' for life
If you're having a baby, then make her your wife
If you're up in the club where the dub
It's like a bank sell to the highest bid
Put the cash in your bank
Girl I'm lovin' your booty, you can "hoo" to my blow
Then fish but please honey child, don't kiss
All I want is a freak when I'm up in the club
Maybe after the dance, dinner sharp, then the tub
I'm a nigga wit' class, you're a girl with a job
Taste of my neck like corn on the cob
I'm second to none, I'm freaky as ever
Go downtown, "Well I never"
Uh, uh
Well I'm the man, that they call Timbaland
Now he the bir-ba-bir-ba-bird, understand?
We gon' party, until the sun comes up
Bartender, you forgot to fill up my cup, uh
Ain't no stoppin' until your draws start floppin'
There won't be no beef unless the disc stop jockin' (what?)
She said this, and he said that
And he said that Timbaland can't rap
But I don't care because I make dope tracks
I make you bounce and wiggle, and do this and that
Timbaland, where you live at?
VA baby, believe dat
Aiyyo, aiyyo
Now I'm rich, I once was poor
If you're late with my dough, then there's no show
I grease my hair and it still won't grow
If you feel my butt, boy you gotta go
Out the back for touchin' my back
For trying to jack every Timbaland track
Maganoo, where you was?
They been bitin' our style, those silly bugs
Where's the spray? I'ma spray 'em good
So the next time they bite they die like "Ugh"
I'ma roll up the biggest dutchie
Get some sweets cuz I got the munchies
He he
Girl, when the bar open up five rum
Everybody wanna get a buzz, get some
9 out of 10, all girls gonna freak
Just gon' depend on who they gonna freak
Don't gotta floss, all girls know they name
Only near, chillin' in the club, no game
Brotha mad at me cuz I got cheddar cheese
When the club close got his girl on her knees
Oh man please, learn the two degrees
Degree number one, keep your hon off trees
Degree number two, keep your girl 'round you
Never trust a girl, Lord knows what she do
Uh huh
Tricks - is what I got in my bag
Hits - is what I make out the lab
Ritz - is the crackers that I eat
Bitch - is what a man don't need
Rubber - shows I'm a careful lover
Stutter - is what I do in trouble, what?
My man, Timbaland
He make beats for the streets
See, me and Maganoo
In the back rollin' trees
Gettin' high off the phone
Tell a nigga what chu want, HEY!
Now, I'm in the S-L-K
I roll up the window, so the 'doo won't sway
Spray my hairspray so the waves obey
So when I say stay, them bitches stay
Oh by the way
Me and Timbaland, we got the beats to make you dance
Doo-do-do, doo-do-do (Yea)
Doo-do-do, doo-doo, doo doo doo (Yea)
Doo-do-do, doo-do-do (Yea)
Doo-do-do, doo-doo, doo doo doo (Yea)
(feat. Mad Skillz, Ms. Jade)
(C'mon girl, I was just playin with you)
[Timbaland]
Ah - c'mon, ah
You would not believe - c'mon, ah
What's goin down right now - c'mon, ah
Holla!! C'mon ah
You would not believe - c'mon, ah
What's about to go down right now - c'mon, ah
Holla, c'mon..
Guess who's back it's your favorite man
Thomas Crown, a.k.a. (freaky) Timbaland
I keep 'em twelve deep in the full motion van
Mamis betta not speak unless I say they can
Hon - whatchu know about this guy?
I've been hittin girls back since ";Cooley High";
Groovy right, whatch'all girls doin tonight?
Bumble bee let's hum right on this flight
[Ms. Jade]
Hum on a flight? Nigga you 'fraid of heights
Ms. Jade have you whinin by the end of the night
Try and try and have 'em sick when I board the jet
Dough from bets, fuck around and saw off they necks
You heard me black? Squeaky-ass Cadillacs
I owe you one, you fuck around and owe me back
Got Franklin on the mind, shit I ain't gon' front
I'm a number one sinner, what-wha-wha-what?
[Chorus: Timbaland]
Life, is, what you make it
I got plenty big faces.. to spend on you-oooh-ooh
Life, is, what you make it
I got plenty big faces.. to spend on you, in time
[Magoo]
I'll be yo' penicillin, keepin my jimmy chillin
What more can I say? Top billin
Niggaz got the feelin I'm wack and I fell off
Said bird is the word is Charmin and Mag's off?
Don't y'all see I ain't new to this game?
Got hoes in each town wanna swoon me for fame
But I get 'em for they cash, smokin up all they hash
Treat 'em like garbage, leavin 'em in the trash[Ms. Jade]
Mag I wreckon you right, but it's my fuckin night
X-5, bing truck, high as a kite
Powder be white, Ms. Jade, powerful bite
Pet niggaz make they asses ride the back of my bike
Pay for nuts and want for nada, I ain't bluffin
See me in the back of the club, steadily puffin
In time you will buy me this and that
Meanwhile motherfucker betta holla back
[Chorus]
[Mad Skillz]
Uh, c'mon ma, I seen you starin when I hit the door
You ain't gotta front boo, I know that shit ain't yours
I'm like Big out the Maximas and Acuras
Trust me sweets butt-cheeks I be smackin UP!
.. and that shit's fo'sho'
What I really wanna say is, ";Getcha coat, let's go";
You seen the whips outside, the fly one's mine
I'm with Tim and Mag, don't lie, take your time
[Ms. Jade]
Lie for what? Never been that type of chick
Rubber band around the wrist, be the type to grip
and flip the script, send your ass home all limp
Motherfucker you ain't know? I'm a female pimp
King Kong trips, ridin all the latest whips
With a Corona in the holder I'm the latest bitch
Yup - you could call me the greatest wench
Yup - when you fuck with the greatest clique
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
Timabaland's flow infamous
Allow me to assemble this flow with limitless style
For all man, woman and innocent child
I have no perimeter
Break all barriers in various areas
My sound is mimicked
Track prime minister, some say sinister
None stoppin' the groove until when it's
The climax, some niggas is bitin' my hot hats
And followed my drum pattern, but I done that
It's time to change, get more deranged
Feels more strange
Follow me through gravel and shallow trees
From mountains to flat plain, to thunder and black rain
Through the dream state of Utopia
Woke up to the sounds of that man Timbaland
Five Mexican bitches scopin' us
Belly dancin', sayin', "Hell, he's handsome" in Spanish
We was fine until the subtitles vanished
Then and open fire, to an opium
Higher than I ever been in my life
Heard cries throughout the night like
Let's get 'em started
While they dance on Indian carpet
Come on, uh
Niggas act retarded
While they dance on Indian carpet
Come on, uh
Let's get 'em started
While they dance on Indian carpet
Ay yo, I woke up to a bowl of rice like the golden child
T.V. playin' like the poltergeist, must been on overnight
I saw a strong beam of light, decided to walk to it
Could it be the son of Christ, I decided to talk to it
In the halls I heard music shoutin' beautiful calls
And I swore I heard a voice say
It's yours my, gift to you, to do what you choose
But I suggest you do what you do to make the spirits move
I hear you dude, and me bein' a barrel of fruit
But your ears heavenly, when I sit in this chair and produce
Then my hallway darkened
I felt the power surge rush throughout my apartment
And the glance callin' like
Let's get 'em started
While they dance on Indian carpet
Come on, uh
Niggas act retarded
While they dance on Indian carpet
Come on
Mag spit with a sense of purpose on purpose
When you was eatin' collard greens I was eatin' these dreams
I stepped in dog shit and bit skid row twice
Only ice I had put it in my orange slice
What you know about livin' in a jail when it ain't no bars
Handcuffed with no key, world denyin' your plea
A third-degree charge when it ain't no crime
Twenty-six years old and I got more time
Phone overdue, baby on the way, low pay
Low rent for your mom, gotta get away
Smoke, hate now, then you wanna talk about the ghetto
I'm tenth generation of that, came out the womb with a hat
Polo on and nikes with a gold tooth
I'm superman, I can spit from any phone booth
You and your cold ass crew do what you do
Just remember Mag never feel good, I am the flu
Let's get 'em started
While they dance on Indian carpet
Come on, uh
Niggas act retarded
While they dance on Indian carpet
Come on, uh
Let's get 'em started
While they dance on Indian carpet
Niggas act retarded
While they dance on Indian carpet
Come on
Indian carpet
While they dance on Indian carpet
Indian carpet
(Intro - Timbaland - talking)
You know what?
(Wyclef: good good good)
I go through a lot, since my baby girl's not here
Life ain't been the same for me
Li Li I miss you very much
I want you to hear my pain that I go through (go through ...)
(Verse 1 - Timbaland) + (Wyclef Jean)
It's been three years (AH!), livin this fast life
I think on it, I know one day I won't have life
People don't know me over the time B
They don't wanna know me, they wanna know my G's
Li I quit, things ain't the same no more
But I'ma do my thing 'til there ain't no more (yeah)
I got a plan, I wonder how far it can go
I demand the best for myself, that's all I know
I, done seen the world become
Products of a revolution that we begun (yeah)
Make me wanna split a swisher, I need me one
They keep on coping more deed than one
That's why I say .
(Break - Timbaland)
I know you like my shoes, cause you walkin my shoes
And would you be prepared to see (would ya?)
A life full of money and a life full of girls
But a heart that's really in deed (feel my pain)
A lot of people yellin ("we love ya Timbaland")
But I know y'all really envy(ooo)
I don't know who's in my corner, don't know where is my corner
But I gotta grab onto Li
So I must .
(Chorus - Wyclef Jean)
Hey, Timbaland you gotta hold on (hold on)
But you got to be strong
the pains almost over
(Timbaland: My pain almost over)
Look towards the sky, there's only one Jehovah
(Timbaland: I can't quit yet), you can't quit
You gotta hold on, you got to be strong
(Timbaland: Uh, my pain almost over)
Look towards the sky, there's only one Jehovah
(Verse 2 - Magoo) + (Wyclef Jean)
Pain, can't you see the pain in my eyes?
The lie behind my cries, don't you sympathize with me
You don't have to wonder when I come
You label me a bum, you think it ain't suprisin me (yeah)
Funny how boo got money, people come around
Soon as boo fail, kick 'em to the ground (yeah)
Not just neighbors, the whole damn town
Own flesh and blood, said I was a clown
But as the world turns, my life can too
And like a gun kills, a knife can too (yeah)
I was stabbed thrice, how 'bout you?
Once by my mom, pops the other two
Child abuse kid, ward of the state
I know it was the past, but I just can't shake
How you had a kid, beat me like a slave
I was only three, how could I misbehave?
I didn't know better, you could teach me first
You said fuck that, then you beat me worse
It's pain in this verse, hard to go on (yeah)
Boo is a man, so I must hold on
(Break - Timbaland)
I know you like my shoes, cause you walk in my shoes
And would you be prepared to see (would ya?)
(Wyclef: yeah)
A life full of money and a life full of girls
But a heart that's really in deed (full of pain)
A lot of people yellin ("we love ya Maganoo")
But I know y'all really envy(ooo)
I don't know who's in my corner, don't know where is my corner
(Wyclef: yeah)
But I gotta grab onto Li, uh huh
So I must .
(Chorus - Wyclef Jean)
You gotta hold on (hold on)
But you got to be strong
the pains almost over
(Timbaland: my pains almost over)
Look towards the sky, there's only one Jehovah
(Timbaland: I can't quit yet), can't quit
You gotta hold on (yeah)
You got to be strong (yeah)
(Timbaland: my pains almost over)
Yeah, look towards the sky, there's only one Jehovah (yeah)
(Verse 3 - Wyclef Jean)
Yeah, yo, I seen Brooklyn turn into Crook-lyn
The youngn's they spend their life in central Crook-lyn (yeah)
I've seen prom queens, turn into prom fiends
Sometime I ask myself what happen to Dr. King's "Dream" (yeah)
I've seen best friends, turn to enemies
What made it sad, I had to sing at the eulogy
So hard for us to say goodbye
So I puff the lye and stay high (yeah)
The man you said was your fam in the park (yeah)
Saw your face spark when you found out he was a Narc (yeah)
Cause everybody wanna be Nino Brown
They wanna be Nino Brown, they wanna be Nino Brown (yeah)
And the girls they love the Nino Brown
They hug they Nino Brown, they lust for Nino Brown (yeah)
And the fiends they want the Nino Brown
The way he hold you down, when he comes around (yeah) (*echo*)
(Outro - Timbland - talking)
The pain never stops baby
Li Li, I hope ya hear this
Cause life will never be the same without you girl
(Wyclef: yeah)
Timbaland talkin to you
(Wyclef: yeah, yo, yo)
We ain't used to nothin
This music industry, will never be the same without you
Nothin but pain, hard struggle
But me and Jimmy D, we're gonna keep ridin for ya
Cause life must go on
You must live on
So we gotta hold on, c'mon
(Hold on) uh, (hold on)
My pain almost over (hold on, hold on)
I can't quit yet (hold on, hold on)
My pain almost over (hold on, hold on)
Artist: Timbaland & Magoo
Album: Under Construction Part II
Song: I Got Luv 4 Ya
Typed by: escobar188@yahoo.com*
Yeah, uh huh, yeah, huh (*echo*)
It's Tim and Maganoo again, uh
It's Tim and Maganoo again, ah, ah
It's Tim and Maganoo again
Let me talk to ya
(Verse 1 - Timbaland)
I remember those days when I was holdin back
When Star Crunch was a popular snack
Would you buy you that, sneak the rest in my nuts
You know that Johnny Appleseed and that frozen cup
We grew up, but ain't you sister Jean cousin (cousin)
Just cause we older that don't mean nothin (nothin)
We still could hit the beacon, a couple of Bible meetings
Live right just like the deacons and backslide on the weekend
Now things change, not just your new love
See you never used to trip off material stuff
So I ain't mad at dude cause he rimmed up his truck
Just mad at you, you clumsy klutz
And it's no suprise how I'm feelin inside
So the only thing you ever probably did for my eye
Used to tears in the bucket, I hope you dummies loved it
Although it's over, you still my soldier (my soldier)
(Chorus - Timbaland)
Cause I got love for ya
Can I get a hug from ya?
I'm not tryna point the finger and judge ya
Cause I make mistakes like you
I forgive ya boo
You can keep the things that I brought ya
I'm not tryna play correctional officer
I'm just tryna take them burdens off of ya
Cause I make mistakes like you
I forgive ya boo
(Verse 2 - Magoo)
I first met ya at the strip club
Instead of one, had to give ya two dubs
Right from sight baby, I was past love
It must be the fact, opposites attract
Do the addition, it's a one on one thing, and I'ma lace you with bling
Cause the way you make me feel is an incredible thing
But you had to hurt me, made love to my best friend
But just like "Chucky" I'ma stay 'til the very end
On top of that, you was usin crack and cocaine
You had oomph, had to throw my towel in mayn
I can't judge cause I cheated, you ain't hold no grudge
I had a child with her, baby it's warm in love
Then Christmas Eve we was playin two hand spades
You rolled on up, Ace I'm sorry but I have AIDS
But I'ma ride with you, until your death
And I'ma stay by your side, last heartbeat, last breath
(Chorus)
(Break - Timbaland)
I hope ya forgive me too, uh
I hope ya forgive me too (too), uh
I hope ya forgive me too (too)
Be adults about the situation baby, c'mon
(Chorus)
(Timbaland - talking over Chorus)
Can I?
Go head
Uh uh
(Break - Timbaland)
I hope ya forgive me too, uh
I hope ya forgive me too (too), uh
I hope ya forgive me too (too)
Two wrongs don't make a right, girl, uh
Two wrongs don't make a right, girlll
Oo, oo, let's ride out
Let me talk to 'em
Let me talk about it
Fat Man Scoop, Crooklyn Clan
Timbaland, Timbaland
Fat Man Scoop, Crooklyn Clan
Timbaland, Timbaland
Whatever I say, y'all gotta do
Whatever I say, y'all gotta do
Whatever I say, y'all gotta do
Y'all too, y'all too, y'all too, y'all too
Aww Lord guess who's coming
Timbaland A.K.A freaky Phil Drummond
Who can get it crunk like me Timbaland
Oh, my nigga Scoop A.K.A fat man
Weed guaranteed to make the party people bounce
(Fellas say girls say)
Lookin' at the cornrows up in the club
Girl don't be bash full girl back it up
Throw it girl like it's poking man
Shake that ass as fast as you can
White girl shake it like she burning from a sun tan
My dog grip it grab it like it was a soda can
What you're talking 'bout holding back
When you get on the dance floor drop it like it was a Cadillac
What you're talking bout cutting nigga slack
Girl girl you betta bend that back
Twelve my girls roll deep in the club
Can't wait to hit the bar and get that thug
Where my dogs that got more than a hundred bucks
Can't wait to freak one of the big old butts
Before we start to turn it out
You must learn to crunk out
Before we start to turn it out
You must first begin to
Breathe in breathe out
Breathe in breathe out
Breathe in breathe out
Now drop now drop now drop now drop
Breathe in breathe out
Breathe in breathe out
Breathe in breathe out
Now drop now drop now drop now drop
If you got the fattest ass on the block now drop
Let a nigga see the coochie pop now drop
Do the snake do the freak do the pop now drop
Yo don't stop, don't stop
Real eyes down south thighs
Waist line five six seven now drop
One time all in together now drop
Yo don't stop, don't stop
Get your freak on at club [unverified]
We ain't put the album out niggas got their leak on
I done been up in the club seen a ho with a thong
I ain't hear good at first she was singing the song
Shorty rocking donna she was pushing and popping
Red bone with a bop she was stopping and dropping
Stopping and dropping this the part of the song where
You need be snaking and popping
Snaking and popping yeah hoe Mag made the song
Y'all niggas still popping and locking
Ain't no zone [unverified] a white girl
I ain't turbo rocking a damn curl
Watch Mag slow while I break you down slow
When you get it right girl go for what you know
Wiggle a bit stop drop get up snake freak whop
Wiggle a bit stop drop get up snake freak whop
Get off the wall hands of your balls
Yeah, nigga with the drink in his hand trying to ball
You don't want shorty I can show you the dance
Gone once gone twice you done lost your chance
Now stop for Big Pun stop for Big pun, drop for Big L drop for Big L
If you got the fattest ass on the block now drop
Let a nigga see the coochie pop now drop
Do the snake do the freak do the whop now drop
Yo don't stop, don't stop
Real eyes down south thighs
Waist line five six seven now drop
One time all in together now drop
Yo don't stop, don't stop
Guess who came with a cape on his back
Pulled up with some gin hopped out the Cadillac
Mag is chilling Tim is chilling
When I get up in this club I'm making a hoe feel it
Got no game but I got big cash
Mess around I be leaving this club with Stacey Dash
I ain't cute enough but my jimmy got a flick and it shimmy
I'm in the club pulling hoes with Timmy
All my shadow people where freaky where you at
All my Broadway people freaky where you at
Where my fellas in the back with the carnie act
Where my girls who think they got it like that
All my independent freaky where you at
All my get money dogs freaky where you at
Where my girls with the thongs who be shaking it fast
If you love to sing along nigga holla back
If you got the fattest ass on the block now drop
Let a nigga see the coochie pop now drop
Do the snake do the freak do the whop now drop
Yo don't stop, don't stop
Real eyes down south thighs now drop
Waist line five six seven now drop
One time all in together now drop
Yo don't stop, don't stop
Show me what you working with
(Back it up back it up)
Show me what you working with
(Back it up back it up)
Show me what you working with
(Back it up back it up)
Show me what you working with
(Back it up back it up)
I be that nigga named Ludi
a k a L-O-V-A L-O-V-A
Fuck that shit
Nigga what you wan say one time
Southside let's ride (say what)
And if you love what you do, do what you feel
Then I know you gonna mark my words
Yall drop shit like birds
Then it's about the time for yo ass to get served
Just lay it on down
Just lay it on down
While we relax to the tight raps
And the phat tracks
That that nigga Timbaland put down
Oh yes, let's get it on down to the nitty grit
Don't have no time for the patient
Cuz I got more dick than a lil' bit
And time flies, when I'm havin' fun
I can make a hoe get like Forrest Gump and just "run baby run"
I guess that they can't handle this
Brothers just to scandalous
If you don't wanna get freaked
then get out my way like an ambulance (say what)
Gitty up gitty up ride up on the real, let death to the fake
And tell you boyfriend just to chill, don't playa hate
Kick back relax, and just take off yo shoes
Cuz I gotta tell you what I wants to do (uh oh)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That fat rabbit (fat rabbit, fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That-that rabbit (ohhh, c'mon)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
Fat rabbit (fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That-that fat rabbit (uh oh)
Fatter than fat facts like a dove sack
Showin' them where that love's at
So open up your eyes and get a surprise like in CrackerJacks
Punan' Don happy
Givin' up that nappy dug out
Get the cut up, then I cut out
Why you standin there wit yo' butt out (whoo)
And it's always in the back of my mind
Wherever the place, whenever the time
Even in College Park, after dark, I'ma get my sunshine
Closer than close, closer than most, then I'm all up in ya
Beginner, give me a thigh, breast, and wing like Ms. Winner
And let dinner be served
Can I get it on a platter, shatter your bladder
and put so much light in yo' life I'll make the roaches scatter
The wetta the betta, I'm ready to get ya
Gotta have rabbit like that cheddar
So I can freak ya like I just met ya
Hot like a sauna, get comfy like in a Cadillac
Nick nack paddy wack give a dog a bone Jack
Kick back relax and just take off yo shoes
Cuz I gotta tell you what I wants to do (uh oh)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That fat rabbit (fat rabbit, fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it, girl (let me feel it)
Let me grab it, girl (let me grab it)
That-that rabbit, girl (ohhh, c'mon)
Let me touch it, girl (let me touch it)
Let me feel it, girl (let me feel it)
Let me grab it, girl (let me grab it)
Fat rabbit, girl (fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it, girl (let me touch it)
Let me feel it, girl (let me feel it)
Let me grab it, girl (let me grab it)
That-that fat rabbit, girl (uh oh)
Yo' love is supa-cala-fragalistic
You don't know how bad I missed it
If it broke then don't fix it
Yo stuff is butta like a biscuit
Reminisce like Mary
I gotta pop that cherry
Kinda like that coochie
You wanna be my hoochie
Better than my advesary
Don't be so scary
I, never thought that you could act up
Make a nigga wanna back up
Keep it tight through the night while I wet this track up
So we can slip and slide
Make you wanna dip and dive
Trippin' while we rip and ride
Til I get to the coming side
Got you where I want yo ass
In the case of an emergency, break the glass
Keep yo eyes on the President, erase the past
We be happy if we had more blunts to pass
Get done up and run up
And the guts of yo butt don't shake like they used to
I wake 'em up like a rooster
Take it slow, not faster than a turbo rooster
No worry, no hurry
No pain, no gain
Keep yo eyes on strain
Cuz ain't a damn thing changed
Kick back, relax and take off yo shoes
Cuz I gotta tell you what I wants to do (uh oh)
Let me touch it, let me touch it
Let me feel it, let me feel it
Let me grab it, let me grab it
Fat rabbit, fat rabbit
Wha, uh huh
Dirty South, can y'all really feel me
East Coast, feel me
West Coast, feel me
Dirty South, can y'all really feel me
East Coast, feel me
West Coast, feel me
Dirty South, (uh huh) can y'all really feel me
East Coast, feel me
Uh Check out the flava
I got you strung out like Kayta
Catch me on ???
Just can not fate her
Later for all you whack MC's
Claim to be my friend
But really my enemy (me me me)
Why you want to mess with me
Cus I got Mentalor
I'll mess you up like that lady in Mallas
Thats childish
Cus I'm on another level
Uh universal cology on the f in devel
Uh bring the shovel
Cus I'm bout to dig your grave
Not a lady but I call Mad Rage
On stage
Stick of you like ..... Dan Cage
Cus I'm doin this my way
(Chorus):
I dont know
You been told
About that funk
Bass control
Dat Funk baby dat funk
Dat Funk baby dat funk
(repeat)
Magoo whats up my *nigga*
Do you want this girl with this fine figure
Get with her
After that then we trick her
Then get her drunk off the Thunderbird Liquor
Then video tape her like that man did on Slipper
If she acts up dismiss her (what what what)
I hope she don't think we acting hard
Cus we in with the mayor and that big boy Sarge
Ain't that large
They will say it will be that
With Timberland and that Maganoo sound now
You must go through initiation
Bad situation
Like a brother on a plantation
Time is wasting
Catch me on location
on your funky radio station
Da Funk Da Funk
(repeating funk through the chorus)
(Repeat Chorus)
1,2 1,2 where ya gonna run to
When I come through when you start acting brand new
I'm like a maniac when I do my track
I doubt it if my beats will be whack
Play like Sylvester and leave me Stallone
Cus I'm gonna find your girl and make her moan (what)
Make her get on and on (on and on on on on and on)
Now I got this far
I'm a smooth black brother so I paid off the star
Hot now I'm gone with the quickness
It's a damn shame I am so relentless
I'm the crazy thriller
I slap the F off Farina and then took his Miller
I like (I like)
Cus I'm right
Old tight (wont tight)
Riight
Chorus almost to the end
"Da Funk" is repeated till the end
(feat. Missy Elliott)
[Intro: Missy Elliott]
We are the VA players
Love to the Neptunes and the Clipse
To ya bootleggers we breaking off both of ya legs
The underrated Maganoo, comin' with the unexpected
The run away slave I, Mistameanor
Escaping from all ya fraudulent players
Last but not least, the heavyweight champion, Mr. Mosley
[Verse 1: Timbaland]
It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you
Without some little nieces and nephews
To cover all the beats, and the rhymes I been through
Time's up, sorry I left you
Thinking of this, I keep repeating them hits
Like that Aaliyah, Timberlake, or Missy Elliott shit (Shit)
As you sit by the radio, hands on the dial tone
As you hear it, pump up the volume
Jump when you hear them speakers left it off (Off)
Mr. VA 'bout to set it off
Well I don't know what you heard, and I don't know what ya know
Well my folks don' told me, (YOU GOT IT! Oh)
So, "Up Jumps the Boogie", let the record work (Uh huh)
And put me on like you red alert
'Cause it's the big bad Timmy, Maganoo, and Missy
Like THREE THE HARD WAY!, comin' straight out of Virginia
[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
DJ's in the mix shows you better go to the record store and
COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord)
And to the bootleggers giving em bootlegs
We breaking off both of ya legs, COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord)
Stop burnin' CD's for ya friend and I'ma say it again, nucca
COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord)
'Cause this the hot shit, out on the streets
So when you hear this CD go and COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord)
[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
When you say you love me, it doesn't matter
It goes into my head as just chit-chatter
You may think I'm egotistical or just very free
Won'tcha say I go tell it to, TIMOTHY!
People say I'm whack, but they don't tell me so
Let them pretend to be me, then they know
I hate when one, pretend to fantasize
Fact I despise, those who even try
Sweat between my thighs {*sniff*} never stinking
Yo dream is over, career sinking
I told all of you, like I told all of them
Whatcha say to me be, DICK TO YA CHIN!
In one ear and right out the other
"Ayyio Missy you ugly!" yeah ya mother
I don't pay attention, I don't concentrate
You ain't got the bait, that it takes to hook this, huh
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Magoo]
I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno
I'm not a Puerto Rican but I do look up to Vagil
And understand I got the gift of speech
And it's a blessing, being from them VA streets
I talk sense condensed in the form of a poem
If I wasn't writing rhymes I'd be breaking in homes
I'm kinda young, so my gun's my security
I'm not afraid nucca do what you gon do to me
I get paid when your record is played
To put it short, heh I got it made
I'm talented, yes I'm gifted
My uppercut boy that'll get ya lifted
You got cash? man stop frontin
Living off damn every record that you cutting
My name Magoo and I roll wit two stars
Every CD we split 48 bars
My name Magoo and I'm a supadupa star
Every other month I get a brand new car!
[Chorus]
What
Yo yo yo yo yo yo
Ha ha
It ain't over baby
It dont stop like dat dat dat datdat dat
Wah-kump
Dat datdat dat
Wah-kump, wah-kump
Dat dat dat datdat dat
Wah-kump
Come on
One question:
Who be the thug that yall love most?
Or give a toast to this freestyle drug dose
The thug muscle
So whistle if you hear clear
Gon' get you close and yous a dead man like last year
See most fear
The marvelous, alias
You dare discuss and get yo muthafuckin head crushed
These slugs bust the most wanted when they just appointed
I stomp dogs and leave em froze because you know you fronted
Too many MC's not clearly on this hype tip
I'll fuck yo mic and catch you later on some snipe shit
extended clips I represent because my thugs trip
Easy boy, I'm stompin corners where them drugs flip
Ali Baba snakin lakin trustin north shit
You catch a grip or leave a don to climb the night hits
It's mob official
You test I'll leave you knock-knissued
Bandaged up like a snitch cuz I ain't fuckin with you
Straight up, we bringin' it
What y'all, huh huh, V-A
Know about this
What y'all in Hampton, huh huh
Know about this
What y'all in p-town
Know about this
What y'All in Hoviay
Know about this
Check it out
I'm ya p-town hit man
I'll make ya shit man
Pay my stick man to do my dirt
I'm filthy rich man
My thugs always hang around the top dog of all dogs
Make em pick locks and spit glocks until you shit rocks
I told you that I'm project strong
You took me wrong and learned that thorough cats don't last long
Alias the Don
I leave it messy like I'm Joseph Pesci
don't fuck around, you ever test me and you'll have to wet me
I'm ghetto fabulous
the mob crush the Lord just, never be discussed
When there's dirt involved, niggas leave the mouth closed to hush
I rush club scenes like, "What?"
Always carryin the bust
The reason why, these niggas that ruck ain't had enough
I hate to peel ya cabbage back, or bitch-slap
Cuz otherwise you wouldn't quit that, to kidnap
So what I'm sayin is, everybody's real within the game
Alias be the fame, so you don't know my name, NIGGA WHAT
What y'all V-A
know about this
What y'all in Hampton, what
Know about this
What y'all in Nomo
Know about this
What y'll in Chesapeake
Know about this
Bring it boy
See I told y'all motherfuckers that my clique roll deep
AK's and street sweeps gunnin down in ya peeps
44's and Calico, Pretty Ricky and Low
Thugs know
The real on how I let shit go
But if it's real, my niggas hold a forty and fill
Mass grills, body armor, niggas trained to kill
I'm at the point of no return, so I let shells spill
Vinny Rush, Crazy JJ and Mush must chill
And Killa K and Johnny Hesh steady aimin that steel
Shit's for real, my nigga P and Mike might peel
They get the gats and crazy stuff my brother love the ghetto tugs
and set on top of niggas what let's straight wet the party up
ESP was in the cut my rootin black, pull it up
Is that enough?
Y'all niggas still fail to call my bluff?
And yet I told you, when left back cain't nobody knows you
I suppose you
Woulda kept your mouth closed like I told you
What y'all in V-A
Know about this- I told you
What y'all in Nomo, what
(Intro - Timbaland - talking)
This goes out
For all the people
That think I couldn't make it again
See what I'm sayin
We're back at y'all
Third time, (heh heh)
(Verse 1 - Timbaland)
I'm killin 'em with this music I'm innovatin
Penetratin your speakers, let me give you a demonstration (hu-huh)
You think that we ain't hear the statement you hatin
I hit the strip in the Bentley, feel me?, you walkin and waitin sayin
(hu-huh)
Me and Maganoo hittin 'em hard
Got them feelin the nod, just because we pull niggaz cards
Quick as (hu-huh) I got a fool intoxicatin this hard liquor
Gimme the mic, I'll spit a killer verse that'll start with a (hu-huh)
I got ya bobbin your neck to this beat, don't it (hu-huh)
This right here make ya wreckin your Jeep, won't it (hu-huh)
People wonder when will we come with the same magic
That make the game disappear then enter, like I ain't had it (hu-huh)
I actin gorilla with it, my game savage
You should push your album release back cause that thing's crappy (hu-huh)
The game ain't been the same since my name happened
Timbaland and Magoo and Beat Club, who ain't snappin
(Chorus)
Can you do it again?
We gon' do it again
I said, can we do it again?
We gon' do it again
Can we do it again?
We gon' do it again
I said, can we do it again?
(OW!)
Can we do it again?
We gon' do it again
I said, can we do it again?
We gon' do it again
Can we do it again?
We gon' do it again
I said, can we do it again?
(OW!) (hu-huh)
(Verse 2 - Timbaland)
Still spittin and killin 'em softly
I hear what you sayin, but overall you lost me (hu-huh)
Even though my neck and wrist all glossy
And my truck big as an armored tank, I ain't all flossy (hu-huh)
You could copy or hate on my style
Steppin it up, you been copyin or hate for a while (hu-huh)
I hit the leather, get the meters to peakin
I lay my vocals and let Jimmy D, tweak 'em and freak 'em, some like (hu-huh)
You don't think we can do it again, do ya? (hu-huh)
Did it before and we can do it again to ya (hu-huh)
You better love me, she be backin it up on me
I'm only about gettin money and stackin it up homie (hu-huh)
I'm gettin serious, go 'head I don't wanna play
And when I finished with this one, I bet you gon' wanna say (hu-huh)
The game ain't been the same since my name happened
Timbaland and Magoo and Beat Club, who ain't snappin
(Chorus)
(Verse 3 - Magoo)
Ew we, my pimpin is pimpalicious
I'm more than a rapper, eat my words I'm so nutritious (hu-huh)
Them other rappers come with that heat talk
I talk about us baby in them sheets for sweet talk (hu-huh)
But if ya feelin froggy and he leap
I fill 'em up with bullets, then the grum reaper gon' reap (hu-huh)
You think I'm puttin cover that bird shit
I have you barely breathin out your mouth on a curb bitch (hu-huh)
And if you keep talkin, then I'ma do it (hu-huh)
He fuckin playin Tim, I'ma fuckin do it (hu-huh)
I'm from the Lock West, a lot of them guns
I ain't a killer but you fuckers makin Oo into one, son (hu-huh)
So give me mine and you can take yours
It was Missy, Tim, and The Nepts who startin openin doors, whore (hu-huh)
The game ain't been the same since Tim name happen
Timbaland and Magoo and Beat Club, who ain't snappin
(Chorus)
(hu-huh)
(hu-huh)
[Timbaland]
Uh, feel me?
To all the women across the world, we can't diss y'all
We gotta love ya, that's real, uh
To all my ladies in lingerie, never underage, who stay gettin paid
Who like to take trips where the sun is shade
To my women who love to ball out
And spend all that money 'til ya fall out
I feel like a pimp with a different pimp game
with a different pimp name, with a little pimp fame
I'm loaded with cash, loaded with class, loaded with a lot of things
Even got a gat loaded for that ass
I love my mind, love my soul, love my body
I don't drink or smoke that's why I love my body
You might catch me chillin with a little short hottie
With a little piercin on her body
Yes, I get it poppin, 'specially overseas
Japenese girls even love my beats
They say, "Timbaland we love you
We love the dope things that you do"
Even in London they say, "Tim, we love ya"
They even call me things like wicked, and the f'n governer
That's why I can't forget y'all
That's why I had to make this roll call, uh
[Chorus - Tweet]
This here's for one and all
It's so good to feel all a y'all, oooh
Make that move and just ball out, oooh
Life's too short for some time out, oooh
This here's for one and all
It's so good to feel all a y'all, oooh
Make that move and just ball out, oooh
Life's too short for some time out, oooh
[Sebastian]
Back when shorty cherished the thing, yo' time was frequently saved
for us stoppin and whiskey poppin to the Marvin and Gaye
(Sonny, don't plan tomorrow but live for today)
(Sonny, here's a quarter for that groovy arcade)
From Cool J to Kane dawg, we changin the game
So graphic with thangs, Pac-Man ain't lookin the same
Haters, get more familiar who you robbin for change
Sebast', a.k.a. Tyler Durden's the name
[Timbaland]
Guess what people, it's the first of the month
Guess what people, I can do what I want
I can take, all my peoples on first class flights
I can buy all my homegirls lightning new bikes
I'm a don when it comes to just servin girls
I'm a don so that's why nobody's in my world
'Cause Timabaland's that cool cat
Aka Thomas Crown, don't forget that, uh
[Chorus]
[Tweet] I'm just tryna' find what I need
But I'd rather be smokin weed
[Magoo] Live life to the fullest, drive cars, eat hot food
Live in a mansion next to Hanson
[T] I ain't forgot that I'm from yo' hood
I'm just tryna' be who you would
[M] Cause I hate the game, I hate the glory
I could be with y'all, it would be another story
[T] You don't know all the things I seen
More than fame and his naked greed
[M] They took my cash, take my name
Put it up in bright lights, I ain't got a damn right
[T] Think I'm chillin and livin large
Girl he's Mag not El DeBarge
[M] But I'm a be the man in charge in due time
All my P-Town folk gettin paid, bottom line
[Chorus]
Beat club
Untitled, uhh uhh, uhh, yes
Uhh uhh, uhh, yes, uhh uhh
Uhh uhh Timbaland, uhh, uhh uhh
Uhh, uhh uhh, yes, uhh
One, two, three, here we go
Yo, who wanna wreck you with the iller thug, super killer thug
You know that thug that's used to doin' it out the dub
I go Shaft on niggaz, don't make me have to call my killers
Staff on niggaz, get bloodbaths for all you niggaz
Yo, I ain't tryna talk shit straight up I walk this shit
I'm used to bossin' shit and offin' clips
See hood is around my way, they talk often quick
To us you spit, and leave that nigga coffin shit
See we gang, we never bought it in the streets, I slang
Peeps I train to hustle, get it take out names
Let me bang and spread it all around the project blocks
I'm sick with glocks, now bitches get ridiculous jocks
Now thug filthy niggaz walkin' through your club with blunts
Grill with fronts, keep Henny on the spill for months
I get trucks from the bitches and the niggaz I crush
And figure the last niggaz that fuck with us
Yo, Mag never roll with a gun, Mag roll with a two-case
Get up in some beef niggaz end up with a screw face
Besides that I got a gang of P-town niggaz with court cases
And they all gettin' life
We can be enemies after fuckin' your wife, or runnin' train on 'em
Piss on a slut, let it rain on 'em
But I'd rather put my brain on 'em
Look at the bitch, she got a frame on 'em
Mag hit it then came on 'em
"Alias" if you with me you ride
Get in the back of the Lex' and be out of your tux
Label me "Alias" from my respects to crack this case
I'm past bein' berserk, nigga, look at my face
I got an ill way of showin' my pain
Fuck talkin' how I'm hurt, Mag take out his brain
I'm goin' insane and y'all niggaz, hatin' my thang
Mag the illest nigga spittin', fuck the simple and plain
Sin the reason why rap ain't gon' be the same
First niggaz speak my name, off with his brain
Put the heat to his back, clap his lungs collapse
If I would sell, six plat', I'm done with rap
How many y'all gotta touch, then found out Sin's too much
Uncut, can't touch
You remind me, of pussy, you bitch ass nigga
Up North, drawers off, snitch ass nigga
Now I'm hangin' with superstars and fuckin' them in the cocktail room
After the nuttin', sweep 'em out with the broom
Mag ghetto as ever but mo' cheddar
Used to smoke dub sacks now just pound [unverified]
But I got a sweet tooth for crime but never kill
I run with steel, stay in the house, put my dick up in Jill
Poppin' usin' the pill, never did it before
I wanna see how it feel, when you fuck wit' my skill
I make a mil' [unverified], pussy much fine in weather
Fam's wipin' they tongues a little
Mag run for the street, or for the block
Brand new cribs still dissin' the pot
Some bums take change see
Neighbors lookin' at Mag strangely
Find thyself, hangin' from a tree
But I'm a real life gleeful
"Alias" is next, but that nigga ain't diesel [unverified]
Yo, I used to keep it on the low when I was younger
But now I'm big boss in the game, come let me show you somethin'
So whatchu need is a tech or a four five calico with a nose wide
And women don't know when to slow slide
My A-K in the cut, with my 'dro hidin'
I keep them hookers holdin' my fort, and keep a low vibe
I heard the feds hate me 'cuz I'm so live
From five o'clock to four oh five sellin' quarters and dimes
Even Magoo got a watch, I ain't dumb
Ain't no familiars in this place where I'm slingin' it from
I got wholesale weight, that low sale weight
Or any kind of weight that make my dough flow straight
'Cuz I'm, oh, so great, real thugs, no fake
That's why they down to play me on radio stations and rotations
Thugs hate, everything I stand fo', throw hands fo'
Make plans fo', roll on yo' camp fo'
Laid back in the same colored Escalade
Run over rappers that test the brake
Leave you under the jeep and test your faith
Put it in reverse and, crush your face
Go to court, tell the judge fuck the case
Go to jail, no bail, cut your face
Get it right nigga, you dealin' with apes
I came for the safe now show me the cake, uhh
Listen, as soon I'm on the show you struggle in raps
Anticipate nickel plates, man, right where you sat
Like a panel nigga under your shirt, picture that
How your child's gonna burp when you losin' your lap?
Hey, I'm bringin' the shade, don't floss in the day
Niggaz think they so cold like they jewelry okay
I'm hittin' hoes, respondin' like you charmin' the dame
Crackin' up like, "Damn, which one of y'all paid?"
A pretty boy got hookers thinkin' that the blows don't trade
That's the day that the curls slide under the braid
I'll give you somethin' sharp to raise that line in your fade
Different ligaments torn for every round that's sprayed
Puttin' hoes into groups and spittin' them up like Jake
Du-rags ain't safe, bullets skip through waves
I'll hop drive thru, pop somethin' in Dave
Yeah, yeah (echo)
(female voice - moaning)
Yeah (echo)
(Verse 1 - Timbaland)
Now here I go, Timbaland will never bring the same old flow
When the game was mold
I'ma hold my own, look at these women they wanna sing my song
While they sing my song
And they say my name, look at they ready to go and play my games
I'ma pick the one and say it ain't no thing
I'ma get the one that wanna drop that thing
Can you top that thing?
I'ma ride or die, ride through the corners like who am I
Shorty I'm the one with the pump on five (gunshot)
This is America, can you jump that high?
Girl show it to me ...
(Chorus - Timbaland + (Female voice))
I see you backside, pokin through your coat
Come here girl let me take your coat
Now I want you drop it to the floor
And she say
(I'm genuine baby)
Go head baby
(I'm genuine baby)
Go head baby, OH, let me see that throwback baby
OH, let me see that throwback baby
(I'm genuine baby)
Go head baby
(I'm genuine baby)
Go head baby, OH, let me see that throwback baby
OH, let me see that throwback baby
(Verse 2 - Timbaland)
Now shorty take your time
I'ma sip Hennessey while you taste that wine
'Til we both feel fine
Well I, I think I really wanna stay for a while
Bring some of your friends and we can play for a while
Like hide and go get, and when I get you deny
Make you turn around and put them hips in the sky
Fucklin the ways I wanna hit 'til I'm tired
And you could stick around, we can dip for the night
Timbaland, just a man on the go
When we gonna meet again, I just don't know
But I'ma have to stay for the show
I think I wanna see you take the stage once mo'
While I say (say ...)
(Chorus)
(Verse 3 - Magoo)
I knew I cut real hard, this the fifteenth song
And your man pagin you, he know you doin somethin wrong
Girl take a X pill, drink a little yak
Eat two power bars, I'ma hit it from the back
My dick is like a Tech 9, you gon' respect mine
I need some top piece, blow me 'til that head shine
Oo never cums, that's why she must fuck me
I hit it 49 states, next Kentucky
So take off your coat, take off your throwback
I ordered some ooze and ate of your toe back
Make your ass clap, make your pussy snap
So deep, so wet, my dick's swimmin laps
Make your ass clap, make your pussy snap
So deep, so wet, my dick's swimmin laps
Perhaps we can menage to jazz
I like blonde hair chicks, like candy ass
(Chorus)
O come here shorty. i like you.
What? you like me 2?
I dont understand a word your sayin but let me talk 2 u.
I got my eyes on u (mera raja)
Baby let me tell u that u r tha truth (tu hai raja)
I luv ur indian flute (mera raja)
O da da do da da do da da do (sing it to me)
Jab se hamara milan hua (sing it to me)
Jab se hamara pyar hua (sing it to me)
zara saa Chum lu toh kya (but i cant understand a word your sayin)
(Badi mushkil hai ab bachna)
Baby ive been eyeing u away from afar
(teri aakhion mein sab kuch dekha)
Thanx 4 tha props but 2 me u tha star
(nazarein kyon mein tumse dur leja)
Letz get it on 2nite. y wait 4 2morra?
(come on can u show me how bad u r?)
Aaja soniye meine pyar kiya, o
I got my eyes on u (mera raja)
Baby let me tell u that u r tha truth (tu hai raja)
I luv ur indian flute (mera raja)
O da da do da da do da da do (sing it to me)
Jab se hamara milan hua (sing it to me)
Jab se hamara pyar hua (sing it to me)
zara saa Chum lu toh kya (but i cant understand a word your sayin)
(abhi to batana mein kya karoo)
Baby u sure u wanna sleep next 2 'oo wen itz 3, all thatz on tha tv iz kung fu
F**k around wit a nigga & end up on top of u
(dil kehta hai zindagi hai tu)
U werent tha first best believe fo sho theres been a few
(come on bang tha music 'cause im feelin u)
Aaja soniye pyar karta hu
I got my eyes on u (mera raja)
Baby let me tell u that u r tha truth (tu hai raja)
I luv ur indian flute (mera raja)
O da da do da da do da da do (sing it to me)
Jab se hamara milan hua (sing it to me)
Jab se hamara pyar hua (sing it to me)
zara saa Chum lu toh kya (but i cant understand a word your sayin)
(tere baho mein abhi mein aaou)
Go slow & ill direct ur every move like a young benny boom afta beatin up your womb
No need 2 put on perfume baby girl u leavin soon
(kabhi mere paso so jane aaja)
Nobody gotta no ur thong waz maroon
(tere huu naa)
U no afta creepin out my room
(tu hi mera)
Just so ur man dont assume
Sing it 2 him
(jabse humara milna)
Sing it 2 him
(tab hi se hum dono dewana)
Sing it 2 him
(tab hi to masti mein kho ja, zara jhum lu to kya hua)
I got my eyes on u (mera raja)
Baby let me tell u that u r tha truth (tu hai raja)
I luv ur indian flute (mera raja)
O da da do da da do da da do (sing it to me)
Jab se hamara milan hua (sing it to me)
Jab se hamara pyar hua (sing it to me)
Clap ya hands everybody, if you got what it takes
I'm timbo and I want you to know that these are the brakes
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Hey, get ya back up off the wall
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Hey, get ya back up off the wall
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Hey, get ya back up off the wall
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Let me tell ya
You got me feigning for your body parts
You said you lonely and you need it bad
Come and see me when you wanna start
And where we going you don't have to ask
[Chorus:]
Come in my cipher with that blunt in the air
Let me seduce you, let me play in your hair
I see that you're hyper, let's take it upstairs
Hey girl! Let's have a meeting, a meeting
I know a quiet place where we can talk
Girl, relax and let me do my thing
Baby I don't wanna to break your heart
I just want to make you say my name
[Chorus:]
Come in my cipher with that blunt in the air
Let me seduce you, let me play in your hair
I see that you're hyper, let's take it upstairs
Hey girl! Let's have a meeting, a meeting
I'm a chick nigga (heart with a man)? fo sho
In the back of my mind, girl you infidel
Even though you a skunk?, I'm a fan of chest
Role play you the best, you supply the sex
Yes, I'm a fein of your hole
One hit of you, when I lose control
I look in your eyes, I can see yo soul
Bankroll in the hole for you to cause and go
[Chorus:]
Come in my cipher with that blunt in the air
Let me seduce you, let me play in your hair
I see that you're hyper, let's take it upstairs
Hey girl! Let's have a meeting, a meeting
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Get ya back up off the wall
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Hey! Get ya back up off the wall
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Get ya back up off the wall
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Meeting's ajourned
Huh, the meeting's just begun
(Timbaland)
Whas happenin dude?
Whatchu thinkin about there?
What's goin on? Talk to me
I know you're thinkin
What? Must be a lot on your mind
Express yourself fool
Tell me what you thinkin about, nigga
(Magoo)
Who why whatever, any puzzle I put it together
With any stress I'm copin like a flesh wound I'm open
Still got balls after vasectomies
My anatomy is strictly scientifical your life is pitiful
I got no relationships, just hit and then dismiss
My sex is strictly f**k, no man, I do not kiss
Keep my shirt on, I'm quick to dress back up
I'm chargin girls for dick, my dick you stick up
Butt naked, like Adam and Eve on Christmas Eve
Who is God? White the Devil, do you believe?
Scratch your head and think about it for a minute
Is my life a dream and y'all playin parts in it?
You talkin like you drunken, but you flunkin
Classes you be takin, let me bring home the bacon
We been hoodwinked, bamboozled
Led astray, til all our business on rent in late
Somewhere in your mind
And real deep in your memory
You try to hide away
Your true feelings
(repeat 2X)
Am I underrated? Thinkin bout it get me frustrated
I'm elated, that keep it real is outdated
Graduated, from PG now I'm X-Rated
Glad I made it, left you behind, and you hate it
Look into my eyes, do you see a nigga or a person
See I worsen, section eight got to be flirtin
F**k workin, for eighty-five who you jivin?
Still survivin, lock your f**kin door when I'm arrivin
Surprisin realizin magnetisin
This rhyme bend how I'm risin, hypnotizin
Got comments, put replies in
No lies in, if you do your life will need revivin
When I'm sleep I die, when I wake up I'm born
I leave the Earth each day to get my soul reborn
So to God I pray, I make it through this day
This must be Deja Vu, cause I relive this day
Somewhere in your mind
And real deep in your memory
You try to hide away
Your true feelings
(repeat 2X)
(Timbaland)
Bring it on it, freak it on it
(Magoo)
Child abused, as a child
Child Magoo, buck-wild
Wel-fare, met the cake
Too much sugar, in the Kool-Aid
Mis-fit, un-til
I f**ked Jiil, on the hill
Look, out, heads, up
To the girls, let's buck
Like, night-shade, grows
Workin dope, mind, flows
But, please, I'm on hot
I cook, non-stop
Stick a pin, in some paper
Take notes, play ya later
Praise, God, he, made ya
No, man, but, praiser
Somewhere in your mind
When you think deep in your memory
You try to hide away
Your true feelings
Oh! Two step. Oh!
Let me talk to you girl
What?
I'm in your part of town
I call your phone and you're no where to be found
You do this every time
You be M.I.A. every single time
The part that kills me
You rather chill with your friends instead of me huh.
But I ain't gon' be no clown
I guess I call you next time I'm in your town
And you say to me
So what, I was out with my friends
I'm a grown woman
It's the weekend, oh
So what if I don't answer my phone
What if I'm not alone
I'm with him
What's it to you?
I need to get out
You you you you you
Are, killing me, you're killing you're killing me
and I
just wanna get out
you you you you you
are killing me you're killing you're killing me
whatcha wanna do? do do whatcha wanna do? do do
I cannot escape
no matter what I do
can't get away from you, oh
call me everyday
and that there ain't never cool
getting on my nerves
I think it's time you knew
only gave you my number cause, drinks made you cuter, plus
you were looking sad and lonely, oh
but that's all it was
just put you in the game
and here you go complainin'
what's up with you?
I need to get out
You you you you you
Are, killing me your killing you're killing me
and i
just wanna get out
you you you you you
are killing me you're killing you're killing me
whatcha wanna do? do do whatcha wanna do? do do
like whoa lil mama, it's the second time I'm callin' your number
I ain't chasin' I ain't even no runner
don't you know I push the Hummer in the summer, huh
how you hard to be reached
I can put you where you hard to be reached
black sand on the balls of your feet
You can scream, ain't no body gon' be sleep,
this your own private beach, haha
and when it comes to sex,
just a little bit of love and little bit of that
maybe push it back where your ribs is at
share a bowl of crunch berries, how real is that, haha
I'm just jokin' of course,
I'm trying to put your sex game back on course
if you feelin' dry, like you don't get moist
[Intro:]
Let me show you boy, hah, are you ready?
Fantasy (oh) it could be (oh) good and we
(I was just thinkin’ … about you)
Wildest thing, (you have) ever dreamed (boy)
(So what will it be?)
[Verse:]
Just lookin’ at you shorty lights a flame inside (inside),
I’m wondering if you can come and help put out the fire (fire),
That you create in me baby, tell me what you like
Cause I can be your all boy, I can be your love toy
If you ain't busy baby, I’m all yours tonight (tonight),
Let imagination take us for a field in minds
Travellin’ in a dream (dream) we can bring something to life,
That no ones ever seen yet, can I….
[Hook:]
Show you what its like beyond your fantasy (oh),
It could be (so) good and we..
Might just get it hot up in the..
Wildest thang, (you have) ever dreamed boy
Let me show you what its like beyond your fantasy,
It could be (so) good and we..
Might just get it hot up in the..
Wildest thang, (you have) ever dreamed boy
[Verse:]
Cause think of all the tasty things that we can try (try),
The karma you can have being within Money can buy
(ho ho ho ho)
We ain't even gotta keep it quiet, boy all my walls are sound proof,
I can scream your name boo (oh)
Let me tell ya house (how), we will not disturb,
I found a place our Neighbors.. you get all that you deserve,
boy I got it somewhere if you can conjure up the nerve,
to come see what if feels like, can I …
[Hook:]
Show you what its like beyond your fantasy (oh),
It could be (so) good and we..
Might just get it hot up in the..
Wildest thang, (you have) ever dreamed boy
Let me show you what its like beyond your fantasy,
It could be (so) good and we..
Might just get it hot up in the..
Wildest thang, (you have) ever dreamed boy
[Verse:]
Touch it, touch it, feel it, Roll around it, and if you like,
Taste it, taste it, and Embrace it again a second time,
Don’t you waste it, you’ll regret it, Cause I can satisfy,
any fantasy that you can come with, can I ….
[Hook:]
Let me Show you what its like beyond your fantasy (oh),
It could be (so) good and we..
Might just get it hot up in the..
Wildest thang, (you have) ever dreamed boy
Let me show you what its like beyond your fantasy,
It could be (so) good and we
Might just get it hot up in the..
Wildest thang, (you have) ever dreamed boy
Let me show you what its like beyond your fantasy,
It could be (so) good and we
Might just get it hot up in the..
We are sorry but we are not allowed to post Apologize lyrics by Timbaland either for privacy issues or copyright protection!
Hold Up Yall
Hold Up
Not Yet
Hold Up
Now...
Go Head
Go Head
Like That.
Yeah...
Thats Cool
Ooooooo
Bring It In
I Heard That Come On And Play That Back
Im Really Feeling That Come On Smash Track
Its Just The Regular Two Man Show
I Heard That Come On And Play That Back
Im Really Feeling That Come On Smash Track
Its Just The Regular Two Man Show
Doesnt It Sound Good To Ya Dont U Agree
Doesnt It Sound Good To Ya Dont U Agree
Come On Break It Down
What
I Heard That Come On And Play That Back
Im Really Feeling That Come On Smash Track
Its Just The Regular Two Man Show
I Heard That Come On And Play That Back
Im Really Feeling That Come On Smash Track
Its Just The Regular Two Man Show
Ooohhhh
Doesnt It Sound Good To Ya Dont U Agree
Doesnt It Sound Good To Ya Dont U Agree
Listen To Me Right Here
I Like That
Gimmie Gimmie That
Come On
Take It To The High Level
Go A Lil Higher Then That
Higher
Switch It Up
I Like That
I Like That
Kill 'Em
I Like That
Grab Yo Lady N Hug Her Tight
Uh Huh Uh Huh
Shock Value
(Verse 1: Timbaland)
I'll be with you on your way to work
When your car turns on, you'll probably hear me
You can't run your car without me (Without me)
Want a deal, costs you a hundred G's
I am, I am
(Chorus: Static)
I am music
I'm melodies and harmonies
Stereo and mono
On the radio, the radio
I said I am music
I'm simply dope beats
Intros and drum rolls
On the radio, the radio
(Verse 2: Static)
I'll meet you at a summer jam
I'm with you PM or AM
I'll work out with you when you're at the gym
And when you clean the house, I'll be in the den
'cause I am
(Chorus 2: Static & Timbaland)
I am music
Melodies, harmonies
Mono, stereo, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
I am music
Simply dope beats
Tempos, drum rolls, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh
(Verse 3: Aaliyah)
You may find me at a shopping mall
I'm not buying but I'll be for sale
I'll be a feeling when your talent shows
Might even hear me at a restaurant
'cause I am
(Repeat Chorus 2)
(Guitar Interlude)
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh, uh, uh uh
(oogie oogie overlaps)
Ginuwine
You can't fool me girl
I know you well
What's on your mind
It ain't hard to tell
Don't leave me now
Don't play wit' me
You think I'm blind
But baby I can see
I saw your eyes, from across the room
You was checkin' me out, and I was scopin' you too
Don't say I'm wrong (what)
Don't mind those eyes
I'ma call your bluff
So baby tell me why
Tell me standing here (tell me baby am I gettin' on your nerves)
Baby keep it real (why don't you tell me how you feel)
Tell me what's on your mind (tell me am I wasting my time)
I gotta know, baby let me know
Could you have told me girl
Is what I said
You can tell the truth
I'm all in your hand
And what's wrong wit' that
Are you ashamed of me?
You can fool your girls
But you can't fool G
I saw your eyes, from across the room
You was checkin' me out, I was scopin' you too
Oh I'll turn and walk away
If you deny (I)
But before I go
Could you tell me why
Baby baby
Baby baby
What's yo name
What's yo name
How bout you
How bout you
Come play our game
Come play our game
It's me and Ginuwine
It's me and Ginuwine
A new day and time
A new day and time
C'mon baby
C'mon baby
Wha wah wha
Well well well well, mmm
Oh ho oh oh oh ho oh
Mmm, mmm, uh uh
Oh yeah
Oh yeah yea
Tell me why you trippin', out on me, mm
Everytime I wanna hang out
You get mad at me
Why can't I do the things, that I like to do, mmm
Why can't you put your trust in me
Like I put my trust in you
Even if I'm...
Even if I'm out till 3:30 in the morning
I won't talk to no one, I'ma tell 'em about my honey
Even if the guys try to tip me with their money
I'ma let 'em know I'm dedicated to my honey
Why you wanna argue with me, all the time?
Even when I'm out with my girls
You be on my mind
Why can't you sit down
And understand
That no matter where I be, or where I am
I let them know that you're my man, you're my man
Even if I'm out till 3:30 in the morning
I won't talk to no one, I'ma tell 'em about my honey
Even if the guys try to tip me with their money
I'ma let 'em know I'm dedicated to my honey
No one but you
I'll be coming home to you
No one but you
Even if it's after two
Even if I'm out till 3:30 in the morning
I won't talk to no one, cause I've got my honey
Even if the guys try to tip me with their money
[Timbaland]
Dance with me... whaaat?
Dance with me... say what, say what?
Tango with me... say what, say what? (repeat 2X)
Dance with me... say what, say what? (repeat 2X)
Tango with me... say what, say what?
Haha, bring it in
Ooooh, I love what you got on
A tight see-through dress with some green and pink thongs
Word is bond, can I pick you up in my eight-five-oh
Or do you want to pick me up, in your black limo
Here goes, an even-ing that's memorable
A year ago you didn't like me cause I had no dough
Whoa, a black man on a mission, wishin
that your crazy ass would listen, hear bout what you been missin
I know you wanna do it, I know you wanna ride it, my pony
Get on me, bone me, act like you own me
Then I gotta feel your crazy ass out homie, what?
Chorus: Playa
Oooohhh, luv 2 luv ya, baby (repeat 4X)
[Timbaland (talking over chorus)]
I love you baby, I love you baby what?
I still love you, say what say what?
Uhh, I love you baby, uh uh uh uh I love you baby
What? I love you baby
Tell me how much you love me
[Shaunte]
Tim, come over here and take my address
I undress in a black neglige like Faye Dunaway
Run your fingers through my hair and squeeze my nipples
Love the way you're talkin in my ear like that baby tickles
Later for uptown, no time to go downtown
I'm wild, since you see Club Clit, now take a look around
Dive in, my Billy Ocean, crazy drunk now
Quick to respond, when I cum just keep it there now
move over please, cause you're drivin me nuts
You went past my sugar-wall straight to my guts
I came you cum, you still do amaze me
One of the reasons why, I luv 2 luv ya baby
Chorus
[Timbaland (talking over chorus)]
Ahh, I love you baby love you baby
Ahh, uhh, I love you baby love you baby
Say what say what? I love you baby love you baby
Ha ha, Playa, sing
[Playa]
I love how you express yourself
Sho' nuff you can work that body
I know you can work that body
You go about it oh so well
Sho' nuff you can work that body
I know you can work that body (JD, JD, what?)
Girl I love it when you're next to me, come down
Wanna make sure that you know that (ha ha, ha ha ha!)
You're the best thing that I've received
And I wanna make sure that you know that (love you baby, love you baby)
Chorus 2X
[Timbaland (talking over chorus)]
Ahh, I love you, we all love you, ha ha
Whoo, aah, say what, say what say what, say what?
Say what? Say what say what?
Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, that's how we do it
Right now, me and you in your nightgown
We doin this one time
For your sexy mind, all the ladies
All the ladies, all the ladies, I love you ladies
Ha, sing it to me
Ahhh, say what, say what say what, say what?
One time, one time, I'm out
[Timbaland]
What? Can y'all feel this? (repeat 4X)
Ooh Snap!
My head throbbin
As I ride in my 3-4-8 mobbin
Listen to the buddha brothers
6 to 10 there aint no other
Playin my favorite jams
On 1-0-3 Jams
I got my man Big D, Big Rodney
In case somebody want to rob me
We going to Military Circle (echo Circle)
Virginia's tight that's why they gotta keep a curfew (echo curfew)
It's time to get something to eat
Oh snap, there's my man Kumbalee
And my girl Missy
Who she role wit? Who she be wit? Who she role wit? Who she be wit?
Total, Da Brat, Lil Kim, Lil Cease and Puffy
Can I get a ride?
Tonight, tonight
Can I get a ride?
Tonight, tonight
Chorus:
I can feel it (8X)
Timbaland (behind the chorus)
What?
Yeah, yeah
What?
Yeah, yeah
Can you feel me baby?
Yeah, yeah
Can you feel me?
[Timbaland]
Jimmy D turn my scale up
Give me that boom da boom whaeeeeeeerrrrr
It's time to change my style, my rythym, my ism, my prism, my beat manurism
Gee, where's my lack of fear?
My five-thousand and one gear, Missy baby you oughtta hear
Like next year, your album bigger each day
It rolls like a queen size waterbad, uh
The people in the label's chillin
As Timbaland is making a big killin
What? uh What? uh
Of money baby
Check it out
Chorus
Timbaland (behind the chorus):
What?
I can feel it
Can you feel it?
Throw your hands up
Timbaland and Maganoo
Yeah
[Timbaland]
Oooh, I'm on my last verse (echo last verse)
As you can see I did not curse (echo did not curse)
I'm trying to make it radio friendly, uh
So people in America can hear me, uh
To all beautiful boys and girls
White, diamonds and pearls, no jerry curls, uh
I hope you buy our tape
Please don't hesitate, don't hesitate
What?
Chorus 2X
Can you feel it groovin on through?
Let the feeling get next to you
Can you feel it groovin on through?
Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
6X
my baby girl is waiting in my bedroom at home for me,
another girl, is waiting in a hotel alone for me!
what's going on?
i'm dead wrong, maybe i am right for her!
and when i get home, the only thing i'ma hear all night from her is:
chorus:
you lied, (you're crazy) you cheated (you're crazy)
and you ain't got one good reason! (you're crazy)
be glad you're breathing! (you're crazy)
you ain't gonna cheat at me no more! (you're crazy)
you lied, (you're crazy) you cheated (you're crazy)
and you ain't got one good reason! (you're crazy)
watch your back and i mean it! (you're crazy)
you ain't gonna cheat at me no more!
you're crazy girl! why you're talking all bad about me, baby?
i'm pretty sure, that you can't live life without me baby!
you wanna call me names,
wanna try to leave and then come after me,
say crazy things, why you're doing stuff baby?
you're scratching me!
chorus:
you lied, (you're crazy) you cheated (you're crazy)
and you ain't got one good reason! (you're crazy)
be glad you're breathing! (you're crazy)
you ain't gonna cheat at me no more! (you're crazy)
you lied, (you're crazy) you cheated (you're crazy)
and you ain't got one good reason! (you're crazy)
watch your back and i mean it! (you're crazy)
you ain't gonna cheat at me no more!
think i'm crazy now?
you really don't wanna see me explode!
like a time bomb!
watching every moving i'm in the blow!
remember the last time you begged me to stay when i wanted to go?
now do it again, going down like you haven't seen before, cause
i know i'm convinced you've been on the
remember, be back.
you know three is a crime!
chorus:
you lied, (you're crazy) you cheated (you're crazy)
and you ain't got one good reason! (you're crazy)
be glad you're breathing! (you're crazy)
you ain't gonna cheat at me no more! (you're crazy)
you lied, (you're crazy) you cheated (you're crazy)
and you ain't got one good reason! (you're crazy)
watch your back and i mean it! (you're crazy)
you ain't gonna cheat at me no more!
2011 timbaland the king!
Here we go again
Ha ha, here we go again
Make it hot, uhh
(Yeah) Here we go again
Make it hot Mad
Huh, here we go again
We're gon' make it hot
Ha ha, here we go again
(Yo) Skillz
Now listen, baby girl, I don't like kissin
Flip your back out, and we can start twistin
Check the intuition, the dime definition
Cop all the rocks that sparkle and glisten
Where your man at? Yo, that cat missin
I got you on the line, you mine, no fishin
Satisfaction, no competition
We rock the V-12, we leave him the 6's
What's the deal? Fulfill every wish and
haters keep hatin, dissers keep dissin
We rich and, I take you out on a mission
You can make it hot, what I do make it sizzle
Keep you lookin jig', your nails to precision
Got your girls jealous, to be you them chicks wishin
Hit it on the bullseye Boo no missin
Keep swishin, you see gold like Slick Rick and
(Go ahead Daddy, go ahead) Wit' yo' bad self
(Go ahead Daddy, go ahead) Wit' yo' bad
(Go ahead Daddy, go ahead) Wit' yo' bad self
(Go ahead Daddy, go ahead) Wit' yo' bad
Now what you want? Prada, Escada, you got that
The way the one's stack ain't no way that you can stop that
You in the way girl? Boom when I block that
Treated your physique like a beat and I rock that
You got your Hustle? I ain't tryin to Knock that
Drop carats and the ring, make sure the rock's fat
You can rise, but you ain't tryin to stop that
You'd think I had the keys Boo the way I locked that
Oh that's your man? I think it's time to drop that
Lay it off, play it off, yeah you get the props back
You get the dress, I get the cane and the top hat
After we done Boo, I let you run the clock back
Fallin in love? Oh never not that
Who you know who control where they gettin jocked at?
And in Vegas I'm hittin it up like a slot rack
If you think you runnin game girl you need to botch that
Now when you came in the door, I seen you before
A dime, fine all the way to the core
Thick enough to make a nigga drop to the floor
Talked in your ear til my throat got sore
Lames, she could see my game was straight raw
Specially since she bought my tape right out the store
She was like, "Ain't you 'sposed to be out on tour?"
"Since you ain't tryin to go Boo, what you askin for?"
Need I say more, from the 8-oh-4
If you placin bets girl, then you best be sure
Slick, if you sick, then I got the cure
Chrome spinnin, we winnin Boo, check the score
Filthy rich, I like to dress like I'm four
Have the chicks fightin like the next World War
Sure, yo you never treat em like a whore
Like Jay said, "Love it or hate it, eith-er or"
Uhh, what, uh huh
What, like that, what
Timbaland, what
Mad Skillz, uhh
Collabo', what
Don't go, baby
Don't go, baby baby
Da Da Da Da Da Da
Yes yes yes yes yes yes
It's me again baby, Timbaland
And uh, we doin somethin like dis
Hear da beat?
Say what?
Thats right
Thank you, thank you, thank you
Uh right now, Ima bring a special guest in
He gon' rip it for me, like this, check it out
Who am I, Nigga wid tha blunt, steady trippin, sippin on the concoction,
with tha gun cocktin
Drum knockin, gotta get off
Bitches and killas in the front watchin
Flowin with like a finna studda some
Betta come off a butta ton, brotha run, I hope he said he were
Ima flow until my belly hurt
Pimp nigga rockin on tha stage an rock on in the petty shirt
Let it ruff, ooh
Feels like anotha one
Who you be? Mr. Shystie
The one who make you frown up like the lemon in my ice tea
The muthafucka most likely
To get a tuba with the opposition in my position
I break em off when I give em tha heat
Steady re' for rollin
Bullets body decomposion
I dismember the weak on the Timbaland beat
You remember the beat
Conversation we had
When my adrinallin was rushin
Check yo brakes and knee pads
When the twis to get tha bus in
Bodys gon' get rushed in
I can make em hit tha dance flo
Brothas, bitches, and hustlers
I get up in the guts homie, never phoney
Hitta wigga when he run up on me
Yall muthafuckas still don't know me
Let em' learn slowly
Who you be?
Im tha one that stay high
Center maka up tha party, rockin bodys
with tha thugga hands up in the sky
neva shy he's fly
Who am i, who you be?
I'm the one's gon' get buck
T-straight from the Chi
Ribal, homosydal, everybody duck
With tha party up and pimp struck
T-N-T now I say who am I
Who you be? Who am I?
The one who's surrounded by the wood
500 wid the ribs stickin through the hood
Up to no good thats why'd stay they misunderstood
And Im always in tha mix of some shits
Scoop a shawty an she thick
And tha bitch getts grip in them hips
Putta dick on tha lips top it doggie style, she my homie gal
So I tricked on that bitch
Now who you be?
The one who's on tha dance floor
Sex gon be one of tha mass hoes
Freak on a bad hoe
you's could really wanna flash gold
Turn a hater to a sass hoe
Play an ballin up at Cape Town, strippin went down
Study, tippin off of CDs an Tapes
Though see niggas see Gs to take
Run up to tha car, got no thangs
They got CDs to break, no easy pace
Who you be?
The crime cause other obituary an uligy
Photo stank and yall be who to see
Only smokin it wid you and me
Lets go hang out where tha booty be
I was on sumthin, no frontin
Yello wide ol' belly in the po funkin
Grinnin while up in the curb
Wanna journey for herb
Always tellin somebody to smoke somethin
True indeed
The one thats flowin fluently
Make yo baby say goo to me
Whatcha did to her
Didn't ask why I hit her for
Cause the game like liturature
Get it Get it gurl
I don't know what you was waitin on
But if you aint wid a partna
This young monsters a fly guy
Shake a lil bit of dat body
We gon party till we sky high
To my playas an soldiers, shady niggas, young thugs and strap hoes,
pimps strikin fees and red bones
Ghetto fees and Gs an MC's for the rifols
The one that be kickin off air time
From sunrise ta bedtime
All of yall need ta know me, the one an only
Pimp slach tingin twista from tha Chi
Makin compotition die slowly
Who am I?
Ha ha ha ha
Yall didn't think that I would do it again twice did ya
Ha ha
I do it like that, I put it down
For tha 98 or TNT
Thang ya know what Im sayin
Timbaland and Twista
Yall fools couldn't recognize could ya?
I put it down for all parts of the area
Yow, yow, this is Timbaland Thursday!
Girl, I like the way you move,
I like the way you're talking,
I like the way you groove!
I like the way that you
I like to play your games, for me I play it cool,
..you got a man going,
You got my brain going, make me wanna sing a song!
You make the melody, making me wanna sing along,
I make yourself cry, have your ringing the alarm!
And when I'm afraid to walk, you light
..over why you say it all!
hid in the corner, there won't be sleep at all!
.dropping 'till you sign off,
I like the way you do make a move when I lose,
I like seeing you breaking rules, acting fool!
You like the way I'm upon it an when you say you do
I make you feel even happier when you're playing rules!
[Chorus:] (x3)
You can have you way whenever you like!
You can have your way whenever you like!
You can have your way whenever you like!
Whenever you like!
Whenever you like!
Whenever you like!
You got me jumping like bungee,
I'm asking how high,
Sweetest.. potato pie cause you the fly guy!
You got me feeling so type
The way I can't even explain it,
And at the end of the day maybe you should complain it!
I wanna pay more attention to you,
How much do I owe ya?
I'd die for you and show you
You got me open like pocket,
But it's only fish in my brook,
Hook with one look, yeah, that's what took!
You got me going like I'm dead in the middle of
My heart is chrome, going crazy like.
And you use .you hit me in the ball's eye
You got me falling like a sky dive!
[Chorus:] (x3)
You can have you way whenever you like!
You can have your way whenever you like!
You can have your way whenever you like!
Whenever you like!
Whenever you like!
Whenever you like!
I heard that you like me,
And your body excites me,
So why you're playing hard?
Why don't you come to me,
Why don't you come to me?
Why don't you come to me?
Why don't you come to me?
I heard you just like me
Won't you come and invite me,
So we can take a walk?
Why don't you come to me,
Why don't you come to me?
Why don't you come to me?
Why don't you come to me?
[Chorus:] (x3)
You can have you way whenever you like!
You can have your way whenever you like!
You can have your way whenever you like!
Whenever you like!
Whenever you like!
I said this lady,
Her nationality’s kind of crazy
This lady only bumps the music from the ‘80s
Wha-what, what-what-wha-what, wha-what, what what-wha-wha-what
Wha-what, what-what-wha-what, what what, what-wha-wha-what
Put in that thang, put me in that bank, whoo
Put me in that drank, put me in that thang, what?
Put me in that drank, put me in that thang
Whoo, whoo, whoo, freaky-freaky-freaky, uhh
Put me in that drank, put me in that game, yo
Put me in that Range, better yet that Phillies, yo
Put me with them clothes, Coogie at the toes
Tim about to let us know, whoa, whoa, whoa
Put me with them models, put me in new models, yo
Gimme face lifts, manicures you silly hoe
You was bowlegged now you walk pigeon-toed
You came in the front, I kick you out the back do'
I'm a landlord, drug dealers cockroach [unverified]
Who got the forty-five, I got the crossroads [unverified]
I'm chillin' in Cuba, chillin' in the Pocanos
We some down-to-earth fools, who don't act first
We gettin' rowdy and we bust them things yo
That's what you get, for messin' with us country folk
I'm from V-A and I got it locked yo
I'm from V-A and I got it hot yo
It's serious, we came to handle our business
Handle these niggaz, handle these bitches
It's serious, only game we playin' is ours
And we ain't gon' never foul out
It's serious, we came to handle our business
Handle these niggaz, handle these bitches
It's serious, only game we playin' is ours
And we ain't gon' never foul out
It's serious
Put me in that Lex', let her give me head in it
Put me in the room, hit her on the bed in it
Get me on the corner I'ma sell the whole load
Niggaz try to rock when the nine out unload
Unload my world like a St. Louie Ram
Put it down like a Florida at the screen jam [unverified]
Y'all fuckin' with the ultimate
Shit in the park punk and now you eatin' it
Rip off your shine, take out the hardest line
You [unverified] me actin' funny like a Valentine
You fuckin' with wilderbeasts when you come to VA
You niggaz ain't even try I know you niggaz don't spray
Uhh, put me on the corner liquor store with whores
A slice of white bread and a Mary Jane warehouse
I know I spit on the track, walk around a pimp fox
One all in my cash, rubbin' on my fuckin' socks
It's serious, we came to handle our business
Handle these niggaz, handle these bitches
It's serious, only game we playin' is ours
And we ain't gon' never foul out
It's serious, we came to handle our business
Handle these niggaz, handle these bitches
It's serious, only game we playin' is ours
And we ain't gon' never foul out
It's serious
Timbaland, I'm that man
Watch that man, stop that man
Bitch, don't you dare grin
No favors, you been what I been
I'm a hot tomale no you a hot tomale
Don't give a hell what they say or read about me
I'm a rich man, invest in stock man
I buy land from the white man
(Freaky, freaky)
I move to Atlanta with Country Grammar
And move to 'bama with nails and hammers
To put the posters on Havannah
Move to China to move through miners
Then move to shirts, drawers, pants, and to the panty-liners
I got them cars, I got them thangs
I got them planes, I got a whole squad entertained
Timbaland, I'm the man
So ladies, wave ya hands, what
It's serious, we came to handle our business
Handle these niggaz, handle these bitches
It's serious, only game we playin' is ours
And we ain't gon' never foul out
It's serious, we came to handle our business
Handle these niggaz, handle these bitches
It's serious, only game we playin' is ours
And we ain't gon' never foul out
Alright
Clap
I need you girl (Hey)
I really need you
I need you girl
(Let me tell you something)
I think am getting in charge (yeah)
So feel the party codes (yeah)
With all my Gs in the back (yeah)
Who needs a bodyguard (yeah)
I think I need to...
Release
I am out of control
I'm out of body
Release
I am out of control
Whose here to party
Release
I am out of control
I'm out of body
Release
I am out of control
I'm out of...
(Oh, yeah)
I push the party stars (yeah)
They just can't even see me (yeah)
We flame the party hard (yeah)
I think I need to...
Release
I am out of control
I'm out of body
Release
I am out of control
Whose here to party
Release
I am out of control
I'm out of body
Release
I am out of control
Who holds the party strikes
He keeps the party movin'
The club is over packed
Look this can't wait till dawn
(Yeah)
We've got a video (yeah)
I think we are late for our shoot (yeah)
We had our video (yeah)
Hey, these girls ain't cute (yeah)
They want me to do my part (yeah)
But first I gotta...
Release
I am out of control
I'm out of body
Release
I am out of control
Whose here to party
Release
I am out of control
I'm out of body
Release
Hit the dance floor and pick it up
Baby, put it down and pick it up
[Verse 1 - Pitbull]
We listen to cover girls
And now I mess with cover girls of magazines
You can catch me on the cover, girl
I created my own planet, I hover the Earth
And cover the world. I spit so thick ?
I see you tryna claim her now I play with her pearls
But I made her my girl
Now she does what I say, does what I please
? she lives on her knees
Jack and Jill went up the hill
Each with a buck and a quarter
Jill came back with $2.50.. a working girl
Now work it, girl! Like..
I love when I see your pretty ass on the floor
I love when I see you break it down like you in control
I gotta jump through my ?
And I cover my ? til I ran out of breath
I got girls on my right, I got girls on my left
chorus:
my happiness don't belong to me, it belongs to others!
my happiness don't belong to me, it belongs to others!
will it make me happy to give it away, hey, hey, hey!
will it make me happy to give it away, hey, hey, hey!
jesus gave his life for us, so i can't i?
my bone had not a savage one, my heart multiplies,
my character speaks for itself, does it have to rot?
i'mma a geek doing what i'm doing,
for the geek's made happy itself!
oh, oh!
chorus:
my happiness don't belong to me, it belongs to others!
my happiness don't belong to me, it belongs to others!
will it make me happy to give it away, hey, hey, hey!
will it make me happy to give it away, hey, hey, hey!
if i stay around just
i don't worship well anything,
it means nothing when you're down.
i try to keep up this...
while i keep my burdens inside!
i'mma keep doing what i'm doing
cause it keeps me satisfied!
chorus:
my happiness don't belong to me, it belongs to others!
my happiness don't belong to me, it belongs to others!
will it make me happy to give it away, hey, hey, hey!
will it make me happy to give it away, hey, hey, hey!
Yeah, you ready baby?
Sweat is what we break it
Sweat is what we break it
... is gone away
Smile like a fresh... I love it when the water go down your legs
Baby girl I don't think that you're hurt when I say
Naked right now I wanna see gonna be
I want you naked right now, what you thinking off this world
Naked right now, I wanna see you in my dreams naked
Naked right now, naked right now, baby let's take a picture naked
Come on girl, girl, yeah, freaky freaky
Take it, stamina,... , for the camera
You like, yeah, I like, take it again, feel the vibe
I like it when the water go down your legs
Baby girl I don't think that you're hurt when I say
Naked right now I wanna see gonna be
I want you naked right now, what you thinking off this world
Naked right now, I wanna see you in my dreams naked
Naked right now, naked right now, baby let's take a picture naked
Naked right now I wanna see gonna be
I want you naked right now, what you thinking off this world
Naked right now, I wanna see you in my dreams naked
Naked right now, naked right now, baby let's take a picture naked
Baby I wanna feel you touching me, girl...
I don't want you over me, you want me to break you off
Baby I wanna feel you touching me, girl...
I don't want you over me, you want me to break you off
Naked right now I wanna see gonna be
I want you naked right now, what you thinking off this world
Naked right now, I wanna see you in my dreams naked
Naked right now, naked right now, baby let's take a picture naked
Naked right now I wanna see gonna be
I want you naked right now, what you thinking off this world
Naked right now, I wanna see you in my dreams naked
Hey mommy what a playa?
Yo yo yo
Black black black
Ms. Parker what you suckin' on?
Standin' on the bus stop suckin' on a lollipop
Hey hey, Ms. Parker, what's you address?
Hey, Ms. Parker, can I caress?
Ms. Parker, glad to meet you
Ms. Parker, I do need you, tell 'em now
Listen to my heartbeat
Feel my wet lips
Ms. Parker don't you trip 'cause
Girl, I know you want me
Listen to my finger snaps
You dig the way I roll
And the way a brotha act?
And your ex can't stop that
Ms. Parker, what's that up your skirt?
Ms. Parker, you know, I'm a flirt
Ms. Parker, can I ride with you?
I've never seen this side of you and if you've got the time to listen
Listen to my heartbeat
Feel my wet lips
Ms. Parker don't you trip 'cause
Girl, I know you want me
Listen to my finger snaps
You dig the way I roll
And the way a brotha act
And your ex can't stop that
Y'all know 'bout Ms. Parker, capital P-A-rker
Lived at the corner of Fort Ruckus and Walker
Always a talker, late booty caller
Big squeeze them nuts, them spaghetti meat
Baller, stalker, watch Ms. Parker get freaky
Smoke too much reefa 'til she cheeky
Ms. Parker got the mara weekly, give me funk 'til I'm stinkin'
And if you wanna battle come and see me, check it one time
Listen to my heartbeat
Feel my wet lips
Ms. Parker don't you trip 'cause
Girl, I know you want me
Listen to my, listen-listen to my, listen-listen to my finger snaps
You dig the way I roll
And the way a brotha act
And your ex can't stop that
Listen to my heartbeat
Feel my wet lips
Ms. Parker don't you trip 'cause
Girl, I know you want me
Listen to my finger snaps
And you dig the way I roll
And the way a brotha act
And your ex can't stop that
Listen to my heartbeat
Feel my wet lips
Ms. Parker don't you trip 'cause
Girl, I know you want me
Listen to my finger snaps
And you dig the way I roll
And the way a brotha act
And your ex can't stop that
Listen to my heartbeat
Feel my wet lips
Ms. Parker don't you trip 'cause
Girl, I know you want me
Listen to my finger snaps
And you dig the way I roll
And the way a brotha act
And your ex can't stop that
Listen to my heartbeat
Feel my wet lips
Ms. Parker don't you trip 'cause
Girl, I know you want me
Listen to my finger snaps
And you dig the way I roll
And the way a brotha act
Featuring: Nelly, Soshy
Go Timbo
I'll be the same when it all goes up, I'll be the same when it all goes down
Not the first one open it up, I'll be the last one closing it out
Don't know if I'll give you a shot yet, Lil Mama, I'm peeping your style
Do I think you're dope enough? Yup, one way of finding it out
The way you came at me, boo, don't care, not afraid, I'm like wild
Really want it from head to toe, question if she gon' let it out
Anyway the hour glass go, I don't worry anyhow
Why don't we see where it go? Let's figure it out
When the cats come out the bats come out to play, yeah
In the morning after
The dawn is here, be gone, be on your way, yeah
In the morning after
When the cats come out the bats come out to play, yeah
In the morning after
The dawn is here, be gone, be on your way, yeah
In the morning after dark
Come on, SoShy
I got a little secret for ya, I never sleep when comes the night
But every time I smack my fingers I switch back into the light
My moon belongs to your sun, your fire is burning my mind
Is it love or is it lust? Something that I just can't describe
Am I the one and only? 'Cause you're the only one
It felt so long and lonely, waiting for you to come
It's looking bright and early, I'm willing to close my eyes
This is the unusual story, Timbo and SoShy
When the cats come out the bats come out to play, yeah
In the morning after
The dawn is here, be gone, be on your way, yeah
In the morning after
When the cats come out the bats come out to play, yeah
In the morning after
The dawn is here, be gone, be on your way, yeah
In the morning after dark
Go Nelly
I need some REM but I don't like sleeping alone
So come and pick me up as soon as you put down the phone
I wanna get into trouble, later you'll carry me home
I wanna go undercover, I just wanna rattle your bones
Yes, I'm the one and only but I'm not the only one
So let's work overtime on this shift, it ends with the sun
Maybe we can start a riot, maybe we can run this town
Maybe I'll be your vampire, we could figure it out
When the cats come out the bats come out to play, yeah
In the morning after
The dawn is here, be gone, be on your way, yeah
In the morning after
When the cats come out the bats come out to play, yeah
In the morning after
The dawn is here, be gone, be on your way, yeah
In the morning after dark
Dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, in the morning after dark
Dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, in the morning after dark
Please don't leave me, girl, in the morning after dark
Please don't leave me, girl, in the morning after dark
Please don't leave me, girl
When the cats come out the bats come out to play
When the cats come out the bats come out to play
The dawn is here, be gone, be on your way
When the cats come out the bats come out to play
For those days we felt like a mistake
Those times when loves what you hate
somehow
we keep marchin on
For those nights that i couldn't be there,
I've made it harder to know that you know
That somehow
We'll keep movin' on
There's so many wars we fought
There's so many things we're not
But with what we have
I promise you that
We're marchin' on
We're marchin' on
There's so many wars we fought
There's so many things we're not
But with what we have
I promise you that
We're marchin' on
We're marchin' on
So many hills we had to climb
almost without our strength
but we kept
slowly marchin on
time heals the wounds we couldnt close
blood sweat and tears dried up
we're okay
we kept marchin on
There's so many wars we fought
There's so many things we're not
But with what we have
I promise you that
We're marchin' on
We're marchin' on
There's so many wars we fought
There's so many things we're not
But with what we have
I promise you that
We're marchin' on
We're marchin' on
get your legs and walk
cause we're not too far
a little more to go
but we're marchin on
we marchin on
we marchin on
we marchin on
we marchin
if we lose the sun we couldnt deny that
if we go the wind we gotta fight back
but we marchin on
we marchin on
we marchin on
we marchin
the bridges are gone
and we're almost home
the end is close
There's so many wars we fought
There's so many things we're not
But with what we have
I promise you that
We're marchin' on
We're marchin' on
There's so many wars we fought
There's so many things we're not
But with what we have
I promise you that
We're marchin' on
Talkin' 'bout my baby
'Cause we always breaking the mold
Talkin' 'bout my baby
We don't need no secret code
The way you love me down
Got me goin' around
Like I'm, like I'm, think I'm losing control
The way you love me down
Got me goin' around
Like I'm, like I'm, think I'm losing control
The way you love me
The way you love me
The way you love me
Like I'm, like I'm, think I'm losing control
Hey lady
I know it gets hard sometimes
Hey lady
You been getting what you want from me
Hey lady
My love is always on the grind
Hey lady
How far I gotta go to reach you
You're all mine
You're alright
I don't mind, no
When I stand
By your side, oh
Talkin' 'bout my baby
Cause we always breaking the mold
Talkin' 'bout my baby
We don't need no secret code
The way you love me down
Got me goin' around
Like I'm, like I'm, think I'm losing control
The way you love me down
Got me goin' around
Like I'm, like I'm, think I'm losing control
The way you love me, eh eh
The way you love me, eh eh
The way you love me, eh eh
Like I'm, like I'm, think I'm losing control
I have a bad day
I don't act right
Get up under your skin
I know it ain't right
How I ask you
To give up everything
Boy just stop what you're doin' and come and follow me around
Baby, thank you for the second chances
And everything you did to help advance at this
You put up with my shit
How can you be my best?
Boy you really got it goin' on
You're all mine
You're alright
I don't mind, no
When I stand
By your side, oh
Talkin' 'bout my baby
'Cause we always breaking the mold
Talkin bout my baby
We don't need no secret code
The way you love me down
Got me goin' around
Like I'm, like I'm, think I'm losing control
The way you love me down
Got me goin' around
Like I'm, like I'm, think I'm losing control
The way you love me, eh eh
The way you love me, eh eh
The way you love me, eh eh
Like I'm, like I'm, think I'm losing control
You know my girl get the keys with the em's on it
She have the range night, I'm in a Benz morning
Bought plenty of ice for them shinin' on your friends moments
I'll give her anything she want if it look good on her
And we be chillin' like a bottle sittin' on the rocks
Shopping bags full of cartier forget-me-nots
But money can't buy you love, baby that's a fact
But you can rent some love with a couple stacks
Man I gotta lease nothing, I own one
And everytime I hit, she say it's a home run
When asked how can we be serious at so young
I just say I'm in it for the long run
We're talkin' 'bout my baby
Cause we always breaking the mold
Talkin' bout my baby
We don't need no secret code
The way you love me down
Got me goin' around
Like I'm, like I'm, think I'm losing control
The way you love me down
Got me goin' around
Like I'm, like I'm, think I'm losing control
The way you love me, eh eh
The way you love me, eh eh
The way you love me, eh eh
Sup party people, how y'all doin'?
Me and Magoo gonna chill on the track
Let my man Ginuwine bring it in like this
I know I sound bold, yeah
(What's your favorite position?)
Not every player's cold, no, baby
(That's a superstition)
I'd like to take a hold of you, baby
(Ask me for permission)
I won't even tell a soul, oh
(Once you feign submission)
Well go on an isley track, yeah, yeah
(Would you like that production?)
And I'mma massage your back, baby girl
(That's called my seduction)
I'm headed down this life soon
(Listen up my instruction)
Baby, you need to relax, sit back
(Sit back)
'Cause I wanna bring you joy, joy, baby
(Joy, joy, joy, joy)
Every day and every night, joy
(Joy, joy)
Yeah joy, c'mon, I wanna give you joy, baby
(Joy, joy, joy, joy)
Joy, c'mon, joy
(Joy, joy, joy)
I'll say it's lost when you're fast, girl, c'mon now, girl
(You can't have your perfection)
Baby, don't close your eyes, lady
('Cause you see my reflection)
And even though I know your shine
(Make no signs of reflection)
I see that you're willing to try
(You're headed in my direction)
I wanna bring you joy, joy, joy, joy, joy, joy, joy
(Joy, joy, joy, joy)
You hear me, baby, I wanna bring you joy, joy
(Joy, joy, joy)
In the morning, joy
(Joy, joy, joy)
You're joy, joy
(Joy, joy, joy)
Out of all my candy coated cooters, you my almond joy
You can be my boy, my little toy, I'm a freakazoid
I can't fight the feelin' 'cause the feelin' got me fightin' fast
Gimme twenty minutes, I'mma be to see that ass
'Cause after the last time we started fightin' fire
You be my queen, fiend-da-deen-deen, I'll be your supplier
This ain't no carbon copy, hoe, this is the real thang
Young mack on the attack, girl, you can't complain
It's gonna be
(It's gonna be)
(Be, be, be, be, be, be, be, be so live)
It's gonna be
(It's gonna be)
Yeah, yeah
(Be, be, be, be, be, be, be, be so live)
It's gonna be
(It's gonna be)
(Be, be, be, be, be, be, be, be so live)
It's gonna be
(It's gonna be
Be, be, be, be, be, be, be, be so live)
Somebody say joy, joy, joy, joy
(Joy, joy, joy, joy)
All about joy to you, joy, joy
(Joy, joy, joy)
Joy in the morning, in the evening, joy, joy
(Joy, joy, joy)
Late in the midnight hour, joy, joy
(Joy, joy, joy)
Joy, joy, joy
(Joy, joy, joy)
Joy, joy
(Joy, joy, joy, joy, joy, joy)
Joy, joy
(Joy, joy, joy)
Joy all the time y'all, joy, joy
Joy that you can feel, joy, joy
All that we even need is joy y'all, joy, joy
(It's gonna be)
Just a little bit, just a little bit of joy, joy
Uhh, yo
Uhh.. uhh
Uhh, yo yo
John Blaze, John Blaze
Uhh, uh-huh
Uhh, UHH, mm-hmm, mm-hmm
John Blaze, ehehehe
Why can't, I explain (I explain) explain (explain)
And you keep, me so amazed (mmm) I'm so amazed/(I'm so amazed)
Why do (yes), I feel this way (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
Could it be (uh-huh), you're John Blaze/(John Blaze)
You're John Blaze (uh-huh)
Boy you blowin my mind, boy you blowin (uh-huh) my mind (uh-huh)
You look so fine (You sure was number one to me -- you John Blaze)
In every way, (mm-hmm) ooh yeah
You're John Blaze (say what?) You're John Blaze (yo, yo yo)
Boy you blowin my mind, (yo boy) boy I've lost my mind (uh-huh)
You look so fine (You sure was number one to me -- you John Blaze)
In every way (ehehehe)
You're John Blaze/(John Blaze, uh-huh, yo yo yo)
Why am, I sprung out (uh-huh) I'm sprung out (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Do you know, what I'm talkin bout, no doubt/(no doubt, yo yo yo yo)
Why do (mm-hmm), I feel this way
All I know (uh-huh), is you're John Blaze (you're John Blaze)
You're John Blaze (you're John Blaze)
Boy you blowin my mind (uh-huh), boy you blowin my mind (uh-huh)
You look so fine (You sure was number one to me -- you John Blaze)
In every way, (John Blaze) ooh yeah
You look John Blaze (John Blaze) You're John Blaze
(yo, yiggy yo, yiggy yiggy yo yo yo you're John)
Boy you blowin my mind, (uh-huh) yes you do (say what?)
You look so fine (You sure was number one to me -- you're John Blaze)
In every way (say what?)
You look John Blaze (yo, yo) John Blaze
I don't what it is, it's somethin bout you
Got me in a daze, you amaze, everything, you do John Blaze
You bad to the gizza, izza, kizza
Mizza izza Supa, Dupa, Fly
Nigga say what?
I don't what it is, ehehe, it's somethin bout you
Got me in a daze, you amaze, everything, you do John Blaze
You crazy, yo, you bad to the gizza, izza, kizza
Mizza izza Supa, Dupa, Fly
Nigga ehehehe, yeah
Boy you blowin my mind, boy you blow my mind
You look so fine
In every way, every way
You look John Blaze, you're John Blaze
Boy you blowin my mind
You look so fine, so fine
In every way, ooh yeahahehahh
Featuring: Katy Perry
Album: Shockwave
Artist: Timbland
February, 2010
What's somebody like you, doin in a place like this?
Say, did you come alone, or did you bring all your
friends?
Say, what's your name, what you drinking
I think I know what you're thinking
Baby what's your sign, tell me yours I'll tell you mine
Say, what's somebody like you doing in a place like
this?
(1, 2, 3, come on!)
I'll never be the same,
If we ever meet again!
Won't let you get away,
Said if we ever meet again
This free fa-ll's,
Got me so-oh!
Kiss me all night, don't ever let me go!
I'll never be the same
If we ever meet again
Say if we ever meet again
Do you come here much?
I swear I've seen your face before (before, yeah)
Hope you don't see me blush,
but I can't help but want you more, more
Baby, tell me, what's your story?
I ain't shy, don't you worry
I'm flirtin with my eyes,
wanna leave with you tonight
So do you come here much?
I gotta see your face some more... some more
Cause baby-
I'll never be the same,
If we ever meet again!
Won't let you get away,
Said if we ever meet again
This free fa-ll's,
Got me so-oh!
Kiss me all night, don't ever let me go!
I'll never be the same
If we ever meet again
If we ever meet again
I'll have so much more to say
(if we ever meet again)
If we ever meet again
Won't let you go away
(said if we ever meet again)
If we ever ever meet again
I'll have so much more to say
(say if we ever meet again)
If we ever ever meet again
Won't let you go away
I'll never be the same,
If we ever meet again
Won't let you get away,
Said if we ever meet again
This free fa-ll's,
Got me so-oh!
Kiss me all night, don't ever let me go!
I'll never be the same..
If we ever meet again!
I'll never be the same,
If we ever meet again!
Won't let you get away,
Said if we ever meet again
This free fa-ll's,
Got me so-oh!
Kiss me all night, don't ever let me go!
I'll never be the same
You said you would take care of me,
We would always be living good and
You said you would get big one day but you wouldn't get Hollywood
Then oppurtinity called your name and
You said that you didn't feel the same way I felt for you.
Hey You said we'd grow old, and we'd start us a family
And, you said we'd be in love, we'd live ever after happily
And, got a call from fortune and fame
They said that they wanna change your name
But I care for you
Cause I still hear your voice
Said I still hear your voice
Now think about the lie that you fell in
Now it feels like you're about to give in
Cause I still hear your voice, on my radio
Oww, Oww, Timba da back, Timba da back babe, timba da back babe.
Ay, ay, ay ,ay ,ay lil mamma cool it down ay she's the talk of the town yea she gets around a little lover she'll turn ya out.
Beware can't hold her down,
not her the baby girl,
ohh she's a crazy girl,
somebody come get the girl,
easy she's bout to drown,
easy she's outta bounds,
easy come save the girl,
easy she's about to growl,
Do you love that.. another round
was it all that? another round
you enjoy that? another round
girl you all that but ease off the liquor
little mama you off the richter
ease off the liquor
little mama you off the richter
ease off the liquor
little mama you off the richter
ease off the liquor
little mama you off the richter
why? my tolerance is high
four shots don't do nothing to me i'm fine.
can you hold your liquor cause i can hold mine.
and if i get pulled over, i can walk a straight line.
talk to me.
She can hardly walk
lets go lets go lets go
can't drink no more
would you cut down and lets go
don't need no more
would you cut down and lets go
don't need oh no
now she taking off her clothes.
easy she's bout to drown,
easy she's outta bounds,
easy come save the girl,
easy she's about to growl,
Do you love that.. another round
was it all that? another round
you enjoy that? another round
girl you all that but ease off the liquor
little mama you off the richter
ease off the liquor
little mama you off the richter
ease off the liquor
little mama you off the richter
ease off the liquor
little mama you off the richter
hey, hey ,hey, i need you to put that drink down,
put that drink down, you had too much now
you had too much. I had no put that drink down
out that drink down, i know i'm doing, i know what i'm doing
i need you to put that drink down, put that drink down.
You had too much now, you had too much. I had no,
put that drink down, put that drink down,
i know what i'm doing, i know what i'm doing.
little mama you had to much, ease off the liquor.
What i like is a lady who can hold her liquor, what i like is a lady who can hold her liquor.
what i like is man making more than six figures,what i like is man making more than six figures.
Ease off the liquor, little mama you off the richter.
Ease off the liquor, little mama you off the richter.
Ease off the liquor, little mama you off the richter.
Ease off the liquor, little mama you off the richter.
Two drinks is the minimum
Two drinks is the minimum
Two drinks is the minimum
four is doing so much
ease up
ease up lets have fun
ease up
ease up lets have fun
ease up
this is like the alcohol america song
ease up off the liquor
ease off the liquor
so you can't blame it on the alcohol
ease off the liquor
why? so we can't blame it on the alcohol
Why? so we can;t blame it on the alcohol
so we can't blame it on the alcohol
so we can't blame it on the alcohol
[keri hlson:]
on the back two steps ahead of me
pressure time is wasting
happy boy you'd better be
trust me it's amazing
but i got it wrong, how you should be with me
i'm stuck in the sea how in need we are
reach the sky will be touching the moon
but somebody is on the eye but he ain't you
as the lucky lady night lost in the crowd
i said you did you when the lights go down wow
chorus:
too late to stop girl you know what to do
baby don't waste my time, hurry up
don't wait no more
it's getting hot girl got to keep it cool
gotta stay from behind too pressure cover's blown
your cover's blown, your cover's blown
no girl your cover's blown, your cover's blown
no boy, your cover's blown, your cover's blown
no girl, your cover's blown, your cover's blown
[timbaland:]
ha ha
what you need, what you want, what you want
i guarantee i will, he won't
can't fake, can't front
i'm want to give it to you,
i need to cuts off, cuts off
let's ride out girl
you're tryin to stack, you can slide out girl
and it just can't be
why would you want him when you can have me
(work show babe)
mister multi c, everything work and it don't come free
(what's her name) baby girl trust me
i need time two plus two
and what you think about that?
what you gonna do baby, how you're gonna act
but you nigga so act you don't hit it like that
i could tell you make eye contact
[chorus:]
too late to stop girl you know what to do
baby don't waste my time, hurry up
don't wait no more
it's getting hot girl got to keep it cool
gotta stay from behind too pressure cover's blown
your cover's blown, your cover's blown
no girl your cover's blown, your cover's blown
no boy, your cover's blown, your cover's blown
no girl, your cover's blown, your cover's blown
they say love is blind
must be if your sleep is good as mine
and the crowded claw caught my eye through the door smoke i wasn't know
i got ym eyes in the as so fat and wait
in a way i'ma little walk in the pass like that i'm tryin make up late
put you in the coop and make you date
but your lame man nigga make you stand the way
cope like i'm shocking anyway
yeah you something else
but the sad part is you're with someone else
you ain't being shit i ain't no myself
so we should be together and we couldn't so,
i'm tryin show your man respect
i really wanna brag by your own arm and check
[chorus:]
too late to stop girl you know what to do
baby don't waste my time, hurry up
don't wait no more
it's getting hot girl got to keep it cool
gotta stay from behind too pressure cover's blown
your cover's blown, your cover's blown
no girl your cover's blown, your cover's blown
no boy, your cover's blown, your cover's blown
no girl, your cover's blown, your cover's blown
Disturbin' tha peace, the Beat Club
Ludacris, straight from the A T L
We gon' take it to N C, to V A
To L.A., to N.Y.and everywhere in between
Uh, we gon' do it like this, Timbaland Magoo, check it out
Mag meetcha at 7/11 a quarter to seven
Buy rubbers six-fifty then we fuckin' this heaven
My bastard ass the kid momma let him hit it
He gon' nut up in ya mouth and she bet' not spit it
Look bein' a mack is all about your game
I maim hoes for makin' me cum then make her buy me some rum
I got the town ho-infested, you seen 'em
Invested in prostitution turned it into an institution
Well be far be it from me to advertise my enterprise
All I'm sayin' man my street shit is organized
I got it franchised from city to city, state to state
Don't look at the house, I own the whole estate
But wait, baby, baby, baby, baby shake too
Baby baby, make too
Baby, baby, baby, baby, shake too, make too
I don't love 'em, no, I don't need 'em, no
I might hug 'em, yea, I might feed 'em, yea
You can call me a considerate brotha, say what?
A considerate brotha, that's what I am
I will touch 'em, what, but won't beat 'em, what
I will fuss wit 'em, I never mistreat 'em
You can call me a considerate brotha, say what?
A considerate brotha
Woah, wakin' up Saturday about to press my suit
Wakin' up early about to fix me some orange juice
I got my chicks lined up, which one 'em I'm gonna choose
I got my guns lined up, which one 'em I'm gonna use
I got my, Louis Vuitton on, pumpin', that mind-blowin'
Chicks can't even drive straight without them blown they horn
I'm just a illmatic, pumpin' all dramatic
Carry a automatic, keep up on all tactics
I'm just that pimp nigga from Va. Beach
Rrrrob each, uh, let me not slur my speech
I got that liquor in me, no juice, no vodka
But the straight up Remi, kicks 'bout to get loose
'Cause I got it in me, 'bout to take one home
And 'Free Willy', Timb, you so silly
See I been pimpin', before yo' days
Pimpin' ain't easy, hey, hey, hey, hey
I don't love 'em, no, I don't need 'em, no
I might hug 'em, no, I might feed 'em, yea
You can call me a considerate brotha, say what?
A considerate brotha
I will touch 'em but won't beat 'em
I will fuss wit 'em, never, never mistreat 'em
You can call me a considerate brotha
A considerate brotha
Bitch I pack a black tux fo' emergencies
Want me to treat 'em with courtesy
But psssh, Ludacris mack nigga bitch get on you purposely
Perfectly, dressed to impress, fresh from the head down
Leave 'em let down, I'm the king of this shit, you take a step down
Admire the merchandise, talk back get slapped twice
Or hand held, I got women sendin' me panties in my fan mail
Pimp hat with a big mouth, A T L, Dirt South
Hoes comin' up short? Hoes finna get cursed out!
It's the fullback blast in the formation grab yo' helmet
Slam the mask out of these hoes and they say, "What is that, velvet?"
And they betta meet they quota, betta yet betta meet they deadline
And I got hoes who legs go back further than yo' father hairline
From Raggedy Ann and Andy to Daiquiri drinks and brandy
I take 'em off the streets and put 'em back on with a lil' candy
I'm the pimp of the year, I'm a pimp all around
A pimp of the town we pimpin' 'em up, hoes down
I don't love 'em, no, I don't need 'em, no
I might hug 'em, yea, I might feed 'em, yea
You can call me a considerate brotha, say what?
A considerate brotha
I will touch 'em, what but won't beat 'em, what
I will fuss wit 'em, never, never mistreat 'em
You can call me a considerate brotha
A considerate brotha
Easy, feel me now
Feel me now baby, come on
Come on walk with me, walk witcha daddy
Easy, yea, take it easy baby
Nigga Your Time Is Up, I Aint Come To Kid You
I Knew You niggas Was Dumb, But How Dumb Is You
Thinkin You Can See The King, When You Unofficial
You Dont wanna Go To War, Cuz I'll Launch These Missiles
I'm A Ride Or Die Nigga, I Be Tearin Shit Up
We Aint Like Them Other Fools, Who Dont Compare To Us
All The Hoes Love A Nigga, They be Backing It Up
But Me I Love Money I Be Stacking It Up
When My Bandwagon Pull Up They Hop On Board
They Hop Right On Mine and Hop Right Off Yours
I Get Respect Homie All Across The Board
I Get A Quarter Mill A Track Without An Award
Ever Wanna Test A Nigga Then Come See Me
In The Street I Hold My Ground Like I'm Concrete
I Know Shit Aint Sweet so When Shit Get Deep
I'm Rich I Can Pay To Have You Six Feet Deep
(Nigga)
[Chorus]
I Give It To Whoever Want It, If You Want It Come See Me
You Know Where I'm At If You, If You Want It Come Get Me [x2]
[50 Cent]
Nigga You Violate I Regulate Rat Tat Tat
Bigger Shells They Fit In That Banana Clip Tech
Run and A Bullseye Form on Your Back
It's Hard To Miss Wit A Full Clip In The Mac
I Got Ammo Ammo I Unload, Reload Cut A Nigga Quick
Ye My Knife Game Lethal That Tough Guy Shit
Nigga Thats What I see Through
You Like a 3 Course Meal Motherfucker I Eat You
You Food And I'm In The Mood So Front I Let The Hammer Fly
Nigga You Can Duck, Run For Cover, Or Die
Your Choice, You Choose
I Pop, You Move, Like You In Shock You Been Shot
Nigga.. Your Blood On The Street, You Up Ships Creek
You Can Hardly Speak, Startin To Get Weak Your Eyes Close
Your Life Flash, Your Heart Slow, Your Heart Stop,
Your Ass Dead, You Fuck head
[Chorus]
[Tony Yayo]
I'm Like Nicholas Cage Yeye Its The Ghost Rider
P89 Ye I Let My Toast Slide, Costa Rica To Brazil
I Got My Hoes In The Lamb, why Your Bitch Bald Headed
Like Britney Spears, I'm In The Projects Gettin Dope and Piff Money
2 More Flips Thats Anna Nicole Smith Money, Fuck A G4
I'm In a G 500, G 450, G550, Thats Airplane Talk
I'm The Aviator Man Baby AR Shoot Your Baby Out Your Hands
Spaghetti And Corn Bread, Mix Got Me Blunted,
There's No Talk Abouts.. You Dont Fuck On An Empty Stomach
By Out The Mall, Then Hug The Block, Hundred Thou Wood Grain
In A Phantom Drop, Then I Cruise In The Club
Got My Ruge In The Club, Pay A Bouncer A Buck
Now My Uz In The Club, Ye Nigga
Did you ever see the faces of the children?
They get so excited
Waking up on Christmas morning
Hours before the winter sun's ignited
They believe in dreams and all they mean
Including heaven's generosity
Peeping 'round the door
To see what parcels are for free in curiosity
And Tommy doesn't know what day it is
He doesn't know who Jesus was or what praying is
How can he be saved
From the eternal grave?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Can you, can you hear me?
How can he be saved?
See me, feel me
Touch me, heal me
See me, feel me
Touch me, heal me
Tommy can you hear me?
Tommy can you hear me?
Tommy can you hear me?
Tommy can you hear me?
Tommy can you hear me?
Can you, can you, can you hear me?
How can he be saved?
Did you ever see the faces of the children?
They get so excited
Waking up on Christmas morning
Hours before the winter sun's ignited
They believe in dreams and all they mean
Including heaven's generosity
Peeping 'round the door
To see what parcels are for free in curiosity
And Tommy doesn't know what day it is
He doesn't know who Jesus was or what praying is
How can he be saved
Can y'all feel this?
Can y'all feel this?
Can y'all feel this?
Can y'all feel this?
Ooh Snap, my head throbbin'
As I ride in my 3 4 8 mobbin'
Listen to the Buddha Brothers
6 to 10 there ain't no other
Playin' my favorite jams
On 1 0 3 Jams
I got my man Big D, Big Rodney
In case somebody want to rob me
We going to Military Circle
Virginia's tight that's why they gotta keep a curfew
It's time to get something to eat
Oh snap, there's my man Kumbalee
And my girl Missy
Who she role wit? Who she be wit?
Who she role wit? Who she be wit?
Total, Da Brat, Lil' Kim, Lil Cease and Puffy
Can I get a ride?
Tonight, tonight
Can I get a ride?
Tonight, tonight
I can, I can feel it
(What?)
I can feel it
(Yeah, yeah)
I can, I can feel it
(What?)
I can feel it
(Yeah, yeah)
I can, I can feel it
(Can you feel me baby?)
I can feel it
(Yeah, yeah)
I can, I can feel it
(Can you feel me?)
I can feel it
I can, I can
Jimmy D turn my scale up
Give me that boom da boom whaer
It's time to change my style, my rhythm
My ism, my prism, my beat manurism
Gee, where's my lack of fear?
My five-thousand and one gear
Missy baby you oughtta hear
Like next year, your album bigger there each day
It rolls like a queen size water bed, uh
The people in the label's chillin'
As Timbaland is making a big killin'
What? Uh What? Uh
Of money baby, check it out
I can feel it
(What?)
I can feel it
(I can feel it)
I can, I can feel it
(Can you feel it?)
I can feel it
(Throw your hands up)
I can, I can, I can feel it
(Timbaland & Maganoo)
I can feel it
I can, I can feel it
I can feel it
I can, I can
(Check)
Oooh, I'm on my last verse
As you can see I did not curse
I'm trying to make it radio friendly, uh
So people in America can hear me, uh
To all beautiful boys and girls
White, diamonds and pearls, no jerry curls, uh
I hope you buy our tape
Please don't hesitate, don't hesitate, what?
I can feel it
(What?)
I can feel it
(Say what?)
I can, I can feel it
I can feel it
I can, I can, I can feel it
(Can you feel it groovin' on through?)
I can feel it
(Let the feeling get next to you)
I can, I can feel it
(Can you feel it groovin' on through?)
I can feel it
(Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it?)
I can, I can, I can feel it
(Can you feel it groovin' on through?)
I can feel it
(Let the feeling get next to you)
I can, I can feel it
(Can you feel it groovin' on through?)
I can feel it
(Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it?)
I can, I can
Can you feel it groovin' on through?
(What? Say what?)
Let the feeling get next to you
Can you feel it groovin' on through?
(Say what?))
Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
Can you feel it groovin' on through?
(Say what?)
Let the feeling get next to you
Can you feel it groovin' on through?
Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
(I'm out)
Can you feel it groovin' on through?
Let the feeling get next to you
Can you feel it groovin' on through?
Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
Can you feel it groovin' on through?
Let the feeling get next to you
Can you feel it groovin' on through?
Who that?
Break ya back, I'm tryna break ya back
Break ya back, I'm tryna break ya back
Break ya back, I'm tryna break ya back
Oahahohhhhhhhh
Happy birthday baby
Baby, baby, baby
Girl when you're with me, you know we ball
For sure
And baby every time I have a ball
With you
So I made reservations for, this special day
Baby
Baby bring your baby oil, and your lingerie
C'mon
We got a five star room, the luxury suite
With marble floors, and don't thank me
Cause I did -- I did this for your birthday
All for you, all for you
With a king size bed, the Cognac bar
The sweet TV with the VCR
And I did it -- I did this for your birthday
Yeahahahah, yeah yeah yeah
Whoahowhoa, ahh yeah
I felt like I could break a couple of rooms, for you
That's how I brought myself to buy this expensive room
Let's do it in the jacuzzi
On the balcony, baby, whoahhahhh
Girl let's enjoy this special night
Cause the bill's on me
We got a five star room, the luxury suite
With marble floors, and don't thank me
Cause I did -- I did this for your birthday
Whoo! Do not, do not, do not.. did not do it baby!
With a king size bed, the Cognac bar
The sweet TV with the VCR
And I did it -- I did this for your birthday
I'm what you want, I'm what you need
Let's get on the floor - let's get on the floor
Let's get in the chair - in the chair
On the sink - on the sink
In the bed - in the bed
Back on the rug - back on the rug
In the tub - in the tub
I perform - I perform
Anywhere - anywhere
Let's get on the floor - let's get on the floor
Let's get in the chair - in the chair
On the sink - on the sink
In the bed - in the bed
Back on the rug - back on the rug
Or in the tub - or in the tub
I'll perform - I'll perform
Anywhere - anywhere
You have a five star room, the luxury suite
With marble floors, and don't thank me
Cause I did -- I did this for your birthday
You seem like you've been workin so hard
With a king size bed, the Cognac bar
And you need just a special day
The sweet TV with the VCR
Yeahhahayeah ohh yeah
And I did it -- I did this for your birthday
Happy birthday birthday baby!
We got a five star room, the luxury suite
Wait a minute!
With marble floors, and don't thank me
Wait, wait.. wait!
Cause I did -- I did this for your birthday
Yeahhhhhhh!
With a king size bed, the Cognac bar
C'mon in, c'mon in
The sweet TV with the VCR
And I did it -- I did this for your birthday
Is it going? Is it going?
Is it going? Is it going?
I don't know.. what you're lookin' for
Oh yea boss
Come on
I'm the type of girl to look you dead in the eye-eye
I'm real as it come if you don't know why I'm fly
Seen you tryna switch it up but girl you ain't that dope
I'm a Wonder Woman, let me go get my rope
I'm a supermodel and mami, si mami
Amnesty International got Bangkok to Montauk on lock
love my ass and my abs in the video called "Promiscuous"
My style is ri-dic-dic-diculous, 'diculous, 'diculous
If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice
If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night
We ain't here to hurt nobody
(So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me)
Wanna see you work your body
(So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me)
When Timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands
I get a half a mil' for my beats, you get a couple gra-an-and
Never gonna see the day that I ain't got the upper hand
I'm respected from Californ-I-A, way down to Japan
I'm a real producer and you just a piano man
Your songs don't top the charts, I heard 'em, I'm not a fa-an-an
Niggas talkin' greasy, I'm the one that gave them they chance
Somebody need to tell them that they can't do it like I can
If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice
If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night
We ain't here to hurt nobody
(So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me)
Wanna see you work your body
(So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me)
Could you speak up and stop mu-mumbling, I don't think you came in clear
When you're sittin' on the top, it's hard to hear you from way up here
I saw you tryin' to act cute on TV, "Just let me clear the air..."
We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there
If se-sexy never left, then why's everybody on my shi-it-it
Don't hate on me just because you didn't come up with it
So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way
Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say
If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice
If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night
We ain't here to hurt nobody
(So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me)
Wanna see you work your body
(So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me)
Oh.. (Damn, improve)
Oh.. (Damn, improve)
Oh.. (Damn, improve)
Oh.. (Damn, improve)
Oh.. (Damn, improve)
Oh.. (Damn, improve)
Oh.. (Damn, improve)
Oh.. (Damn, improve)
... club, we'll be actin' real nice
If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night
We ain't here to hurt nobody
(So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me)
Wanna see you work your body
(So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me)
If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice
If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night
We ain't here to hurt nobody
(So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me)
Wanna see you work your body
Check it out
This is how I wanna spit it
I bullshitted in the eighties
(Forbid)
I had to get my mind up off the ladies
Like these worldly things
A baby beam and shiny rings
See this is how we do things
When you're fuckin' with the kings of the streets
New York is all respected
But still we keep it hectic
In places where we be wreckin'
Where we from, Timbaland
(VA)
See that's my man so understand these things
Three niggas thinkin' 'bout cream
Me and Magoo, y'all realize we roll with CRU
All respect to, that's why your girl ain't lovin' you
We peep the card in the steez
We even got the keys to the bed where you rest
Your life is based on stress
So just relax, kid because my mack days are in the mist
And you ain't got a chance like Sharon Stone on the 'Last Dance'
It's easy past, when I'm runnin' with your lady
Ask yo boys, I'm pushin' your Mercedes, so what, nigga?
If writtin' rhymes is all that they wanna do
They don't gotta do anything else
(They don't gotta do anything else)
Say what, say what, say what
If writtin' rhymes is all that they wanna do
(That they wanna do)
They don't gotta do anything else
(They don't gotta do)
They don't gotta nothin' else y'all, check it
Dick 'em, Court VD, now I'm sick with 'em
Ate a pack of cheese now I just bullshit with 'em
Kick 'em, nigga when you're down, look I got to get cha
Get away with the crime, that's the wrong picture
I'm in a zone like a teen on a phone
H-I with no V, but I stay full blown
Hah, yeah yo, put nick out the door
You move quick but, bitch, yeah, you're too slow
Get on your knees like a dog and scratch ya fleas
Somebody on the phone wanna talk to your [Incomprehensible]
But I got my life, and Mary what's the 411?
Niggas get shook when I rhyme, you best ta fuckin' run
Get out the way 'cause my recitals suicidal
I'm the rebel when I yell, y'all know, ask Billy Idol
Son of a bitch 'cause he a son and you's a bitch
Me die for you, girl, go dick your own bitch
If writtin' rhymes is all that they wanna do
(Say what, that they wanna do)
They don't gotta do anything else
(They don't gotta do
They don't gotta do anything else, baby, say what)
If writtin' rhymes is all that they wanna do
They don't gotta do anything else
(Check it out, check it out, say what, say what, say what)
If writtin' rhymes is all that they wanna do
They don't gotta do anything else
(They don't gotta do anything else
They don't gotta do, say what, they don't want)
If writtin' rhymes is all that they wanna do
They don't gotta do anything else
(They don't gotta do anything else)
Check it out, baby, we're talking to you
Hear this beat, it's done by me
I do them ill beats, ya know what I'm sayin'?
People always try to bite me, yo, but they can't bite this one
They might try but you know what? You got to pay up
A samplin' fee if you bit me, like that, like that
It's the beat, like that, Ginuwine, like that
Aaliyah, like that, playa, like that
Big Rob, like that, Big E, like that
Of course, my man M A G O O and me Timbaland
Jimmy D, we out for 97E, can't forget my man Elliot
Only one, check it out, baby
C'mon Y'all, C'mon Y'all, C'mon Y'all,
Put Yo' hands out
Miley, Miley, Miley...
I'm gonna put on my dancing shoes
And find a crazy outfit
'cause tonight it's all about you
I can't wait to show you all my new moves
I got a brand new 2 step
You gonna like this outfit
I got y'all right here
no need for you to go anywhere
turn it up until you can't rock anymore
Mr. DJ, look at what you made me do out on da floor
That's what we say
[Chorus]
Hey, Hey
We belong to da music
We don't answer to you
Hey, Hey
Dat's right we ain't moving
we don't answer to you
It's a party we can dance if we want to
C'mon and party like it ain't no curfew
Hey, Hey
We belong to da music
We don't answer to you
I'm gonna call up my friends
Gonna have a good time
It's sure to be crazy
Tonight, it's all about....
[Chorus]
Hey, Hey
We belong to da music
We don't answer to you
Hey, Hey
Dat's right we ain't moving
we don't answer to you
It's a party we can dance if we want to
C'mon and party like it ain't no curfew
Hey, Hey
We belong to da music
This is the final moment, can't let them lock me down
I'm ready and I know it, I gotta make it count
This time may never come again
And I'ma fight, I'm going for the win
There ain't no way I'm stopping, already paid my dues
Failure is not an option, I got too much too lose
Running out of energy, I come hot in the coldest way
Give me that, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Give me that, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Just give it a go go, give it a go, give it a go go
Just give it a go go, give it a go, give it a go go
Give me that, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Give me that, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Just give it a go go, give it a go, give it a go go
Just give it a go go, give it a go, give it a go go
Watch me turn it onNo matter what you tell me, I will
never give up
There's no excuse for failing, so don't hold your
breath for love
I will never let you come and steal my joy
Just give up stop trying, I'm no concern of yours
If I'm just a pilot, won't you come fly with me
You're wasting so much time with this negativity
Let me give it to you in the coldest way
There's no need to hate, I will never change
Give me that, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Give me that, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Just give it a go go, give it a go, give it a go go
Just give it a go go, give it a go, give it a go go
Give me that, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Give me that, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Just give it a go go, give it a go, give it a go go
Just give it a go go, give it a go, give it a go go
I don,t wanna talk now
I don,t wanna hear you scream no more
Want somebody to save me
Everything I do feels like its wrong
All we do is fall down
even though we try to stay afloat
I swear its gonna kill me
even though you think it wont
So why rock a boat and make waves
And everything,s coming okay
So why am I confused if you love me
Thought this would be smooth sailing
Cause I don,t wanna let you go
and we,re caught in the undertow
Cause I ain,t losing my control
And we,re caught in the undertow
I hold the prayer is all our own
but we need air we go alone
cause I don,t wanna let you go
til we,re caught in the undertow
I don,t wanna cry every time we try it never fails
Change the illusion wanna be close set for sail
My hearts in your hand don,t you go hurt me again
all we got is one chance and its sink or swim
So why rock a boat and make waves
And everything,s coming okay
why am I confused if you love me
Thought this would be smooth sailing
Cause I don,t wanna let you go
and we,re caught in the undertow
Cause I ain,t losing my control
And we,re caught in the undertow
I hold the prayer is all our own
but we need air we go alone
cause I don,t wanna let you go
til we,re caught in the undertow
And the world is rising
And the world is rising
And the world is rising
And the world is rising
Cause I don,t wanna let you go
Through the crowd in the undertow
And I,m losing my control
Through the crowd in the undertow
And I don,t wanna let you go
But we,re caught in the undertow
And I,m losing my control
Though we,re caught in the undertow
Our only prayer is all our own
We both need air we go alone
Our only prayer is on our own
We both need air we go alone
Cause I don,t wanna let you go
I don,t wanna let you go
All I wanna do is makeup
All I wanna do is makeup
All I wanna do is makeup
All I wanna do is makeup
All I wanna do is makeup
All I wanna do is makeup
All I wanna do is makeup
The best part I know
Broken promises
Broken weddin vows
Its hard as lookin down
No, not even crack a smile (crack a smile)
How can I support a child?
Last time I had a job
Its been awhile
The question that remains so freely
Why does thatta happen to me (to me)
To wash away the pain
I'm drinking
I'm thinking
I waited for the day that
Together we can find another way back
But everything we've got at stake
Lets worry about today and put tomorrow in a bottle
If there's some way that we can take back
The wrong that we've created
We can change that
Don't turn your head the other way
You're gunna save today
But tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Pack it up, seal it up, close the deal (the deal)
Girl you ain't right
I apologize
Don't be satisfied
To what we had was gone away (hey hey)
Every other day we cuss we fight (hey hey)
And 2 wrongs don't make a right
You had my head gone
I did you dead wrong
Singin that same old song
Wonderin why you mad at me (at me)
Now you understand my lingo
We still gon' be people
Baby this is how it should be
I knew you'd be like that
You was sposed to have my back
Now we both don't know how to act
Once I leave the door at my baby back
I waited for the day that
Together we can find another way back
But everything we've got at stake
Lets worry about today and put tomorrow in a bottle
If there's some way that we can take back
The wrong that we've created
We can change that
Don't turn your head the other way
You're gunna save today
But tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Pack it up, seal it up, close the deal (the deal)
All I wanna do is makeup
Said I never thought that all that the love we had would go away
Now there's nothing left that you can say
That's the way sh*t gunna be the same
Cuz my back against the wall
Now the conclusion to the story is the same
I was your bread and butter
Like girl I put you on
Now that I want that lovin back
Why's the relationship so gone
Like we established the fact
That you was wrong from the get
How am I sposed to fly in my ex
From Tallahasee and back
When a girl is scared of heights
Said have you seen them jets
Now put her in the back
When the first class got delayed the snacks
People can blame my past
People can kiss my ass
I'm at a loss for words
Chad gon' sing the rest
I'm waitin for the day that
Together we can find a way back
But everything we've got at stake
Lets worry about today and put tomorrow in a bottle
If there's some way that we can take back
The wrong that we've created
We can change that
Don't turn your head the other way
You're gunna save today
But tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Pack it up, seal it up, close the deal (the deal)
It don't stop
Can't stop
Say what?
Play your parts
Uh-huh, it don't stop
Nas Esco'
Say what? Huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, it don't stop
Uh, uh-huh, uh, uh, uh
It don't stop, what?
Yea yea, Brave-hearts
Guess what y'all? Check it
I, splash y'all dudes with gats I use
Ice dangle off my chest cause my cash improve
Nice knuckle game, chip-toothed, way of buck and change
I want the dough, fuck the fame
Already made history, y'all can have that, that ain't shit to me
About to have my own ASCAP, and that's that
And plus a rotisserie, instead of Kenny Rogers
and Benihana's, y'all can eat, plenty at Nas'
Buffet of lobsters, dressed in Esco' boxers
With honies that sex so proper, best flow since Rakim
Liver, personification of drama
Describe my, characteristics, murder co-signer
Some will smoke embalmin fluid and vomit to it
I'm straight chronic, yo it's atomic how I blew up
Same ol' G, since I rocked Kangol's, Lee's
Nothin changed but my bankroll, still jig to the ankles
Please, to my niggaz
To my bitches, to my gangsters
To my riders, to my niggaz
To my bitches, to my niggaz
To my riders, to my gangsters
To my bitches, to my niggaz
And fly assholes, to my niggaz
To my bitches, Timbaland and Esco'
Yo, yo, we rippin tracks, it's like beatin beats with bats
Watchin crews change the views when the heat in they back
If you hear a click, trust me, you wouldn't hear clack
If you push it up front, I got no choice, but to pull it back
Your rhymes don't faze me, I'm above em; half y'all raps is
born retarded, now you out here tryin to get rid of em
You should be sick of it, I posess no flaws
That's from the man that made your Head Nod til you Lick-ed his Balls
Verses I spit em, when it's my turn to get em, I got hot flows
I only do shows for burn victims
So cock this mic, and bust out your back, kill you
And then they gonna blame me for fuckin up rap
Who's fuckin with that? Skillz and Esco', it's on
When you speak in my direction, watch your tone
From Q-B to V-A, can't count the blocks we own
It's locked and sewn I repeat nigga, watch your tone
Yo commmmmme see
The big man with the diamonds and the fly Bentleys
Ladies loooooovve me; niggaz say
"Timbaland's really rappin, what the fuck is up B?"
Jeallllllousy
I kill niggaz with seven thangs, most they jackin beats
I'm a eight digit niiggy
Maybe I just rebuild Titanic and send that out to see
Timothy I took your place
Timothy cuz such a waste
Timothy we found your spaceship
Timothy its the farthest you've ever flown
Put your lighters up
Put your lighters up ya'll (ya'll)
Put your lighters up
This the Timothy song if ya don't bout me
Ya they call me Tim
VA's phenomenon
I kill em all winter
Until the summer come
From just another name
All the way to number one
And I'm simply the best
When its all said and done
Remember when me and Magoo was tryin to make a meal
Well we did
And years later we got it still
Gave you my bio
Under construction 1 and 2
Hundred percent genuine
That was from me to you
I'm makin moves while they ridicule
I'm like a warm summer breeze in the swimmin pool
I'm cool
I never kept it basic
I been so many places
Been gettin money since them honeys had them small faces
So many little me's
I can hear small traces
But I just ignore it
Cuz I'm too big for it
And I can hear 'em screamin (screamin)
Timothy where have you been
It's not what it seems but it is
Timothy where have you been
She cried in the kitchen to let you go
Timothy where have you been
I been in Athens, Georgia by way of Bubba Sparxx
When the nights was bright
And all the days was dark
But now they all bright
Everything is all right
If you assumin life was wonderful
Then you alright
I got a bad wife
3 beautiful kids
I make the world dance
Ya look what I done did
Here's for Jay-Z
Nelly Furtado
Catch up
Ya'll slow
Escargot
Nelly your 14 mil
Where's Fargo?
I brought a airplane
F*ck I need a car for?
Ask Justin Timberlake is Timbaland great
Ya'll gotta deal wit me
No handshake
Stand up N*gga
Rather have a stand off
Wit the law before I let 'em say I ran off
And I can hear 'em screamin
Timothy where have you been
Its not what it seems but it is
Timothy where have you been
She cried in the kitchen to let you go
Timothy where have you been
Hey some say I run away
But really I never left
They wonder where I been
But they can never guess
I been around the world
Here to the other side
And I successfully achieved what all those others tried
Carry my city on my back
Like a crucifix
For more than a decade
Cuz I can do this sh*t
A lot of people want my spot
But I don't hesitate
The track label by legacy
Won't appreciate
I stand strong
Everything I put my hands on
Me and Mr. I-Be
Cuz ain't no I in team
Cuz I can hear 'em sayin
Timothy where have you been
Its not what it seems but it is
Timothy where have you been
She cried in the kitchen to let you go
Timothy where have you been
Timothy where have you been
She cried in the kitchen to let you go
Where have you been
I Got A Feeling She Keeps Me In The Dark
I Gotta Get Keep My Eye On Her She Ain't no Walk In The Park
I'd Offer This But She Want That She She She Want It All
You See She Wanted To Paint The Picture And Say She My Broad
I Got A Little Tip From Word On The Block People Saying I Shouldn't Get Involved
But I Don' Judge Or Try To change It 'Cause You Are Who You Are
I'm Like The Drug She's Addicted To Me She Can't Leave Me Now
She Always Making Plans To Date... come and find me tomorrow goodbye girl
She's too invested in the hours That Pass Her By
I'd Pay Attention If I Thought It Was Worth The Time
I tell her easy but Her Hands They Find A Way
Confusing Passion For The Love he never gave
Fall Back On Reasons That We Know Won't Stand A Chance
Watching her Shoulders Like A Memory From The Past
I tell her easy but Her Hands They Find A Way
Confusing Passion For The love he never gave
I Couldn't Get Rid Of Shawty If Wanted
Cause She Was Down But I Was Tired Of Playing The Role Like I Ain't Know That She Get Around
Something About This Girl Fascinates Me She's The Type That Likes To Hang With The Stars
The Way She Makes Me Feel And Sedates Me Who Knew We Would Take It This Far
Everywhere That I Try To Go She got a wanted poster With My Face On It
Soon As I Walk Out The Door There It Is wanted poster with my face on it
Can't Blame My Self And It's Not My Fault 'Cause Nothing Was Promised At Least I Could Say I
The time has come... Flyweight champion of the world !
(Flyweight Champion of the world)... The time has come !
Take it to the back of the club
Fast talkin' don't take this the wrong way
I been peepin' that ass
And if you give me my chance I ain't gon' play
I really want to get to know ya
That's what I told ya girl you know I don't play
I wanna put it in ya (OWW!) girl
You better do what the song say
Unh, just throw it on me, unh, just throw it on me
Unh, just throw it on me, (Wiggle that ass before ya throw it on me)
Unh, just throw it on me, unh, just throw it on me
Unh, just throw it on me, (Wiggle that ass before ya throw it on me)
I got so many broads
White cars I can jump in two or three in the same day
And when I park my car
Soon as I walk in the spot women say (OWW!) they
Showin' me titties
And they callin' my name and all night gotdamn babe (SHUT UP!)
Niggas is hatin' me
'Cause they girl wanna throw that thang on me like it's okay, girl !
Unh, just throw it on me, unh, just throw it on me
Unh, just throw it on me, (Wiggle that ass before ya throw it on me)
Unh, just throw it on me, unh, just throw it on me
Unh, just throw it on me, (Wiggle that ass before ya throw it on me)
Girl, now, look at that ass
You probably a gold digger but I ain't Kanye
Baby girl you on the right track
But 'cha goin' the wrong way
And when we leave out the party baby girl
I got the game that they gon' play
And when ya wake up tomorrow
I'll be on the highway (PEACE!)
Unh, just throw it on me, unh, just throw it on me
Unh, just throw it on me, (Wiggle that ass before ya throw it on me)
Unh, just throw it on me, unh, just throw it on me
I ain't got no money
I ain't got no car to take you on a date
I can't even buy you flowers
But together we can be the perfect soul mates
Talk to me girl
Baby, it's alright, now you ain't gotta floss for me
If we go there, you can still touch my love, it's free
We can work without the perks, just you and me
Thug it out 'til we get it right
Baby if you strip, you could get a tip
'Cause I like you just the way you are
I'm about to strip and I want it quick
Can you handle me the way I are?
I don't need the cheese or the car keys
Boy I like you just the way you are
And let me see ya strip, you could get a tip
'Cause I like
I ain't got no Visa
I ain't got no Red American Express
We can't go nowhere exotic
It don't matter 'cause I'm the one that loves you best
Talk to me girl
Baby, it's alright, now you ain't gotta floss for me
If we go there, you can still touch my love, it's free
We can work without the perks, just you and me
Thug it out 'til we get it right
Baby if you strip, you could get a tip
'Cause I like you just the way you are
I'm about to strip and I want it quick
Can you handle me the way I are?
I don't need the cheese or the car keys
Boy I like you just the way you are
And let me see ya strip, you could get a tip
'Cause I like you just the way you are
Baby girl
I don't got a huge ol' house
I rent a room in a house
Listen baby girl
I ain't got a motorboat but I can float ya boat
So listen baby girl
Once you get a dose of D.O.E.
You gon' want some mo'
So listen baby girl
When I make it I want you back
Want you back, yeah
Yo yo yo yo
Wah wah wah
Yea yo yo
Wah wah wah wah
Wah wah wah wah (uh huh)
Yo yo
Wah wah wah
I trusted her, my home girl from school (yea yea)
Introduced her to my man, they became cool (uh)
She told me that, that he loved me so (wah wah wah wah)
I shoulda known she liked him all along (yo)
They were
Talking on the phone (talking on the phone)
Gotta get your own (you gotta get your own man)
Leave my man alone (and leave my man alone)
Callin' him on the phone
Don't hate a girl, cuz they too slick
They smile in my face, all on my man's (ohh...ficky ficky)
You don't know what, what I've been through
I get it first, then I do it
Daaaa, da da (yo yo yo)
Daaaa, da da
Da da, da da (yo yo yo)
Daaaa, da da
Daaaa, da da (yo yo yo)
Daaaa, da da (yo yo yo yo)
Da da, da da (ficky ficky)
Ficky ficky ficky
S-U-P-A Fly, I'm cute
I, keep yall bitches, chicken like soup
What yall wan' do, I'm not that chick to talk shit
Nor I'm that chick to fuck wit'
Did you hear this?
Did you get this?
Watch Missy flip like an acrobatic
My automatic
Tongue tactic
Flows like this
Be the muthafuckin' shit
What I need right now
Is for yall
You and Kelly
I need for yall to
To come meet me in space
Now could yall sing that for me again
That first verse
I trusted her, my home girl from school (yea yea)
Introduced her to my man, they became cool (uh)
She told me that, that he loved me so (wah wah wah wah)
I shoulda known she liked him all along (yo)
They were
How do yall like space? (wah wah wah wah)
Can you dig it?
Now if you like space for all my martian people out there
I need all yall to put yalls hand up
If you can feel me
So I need Kelly to sing the second verse for me
Don't hate a girl, cuz they too slick
They smile in my face, all on my man's (ohh...ficky ficky)
You don't know what, what I've been through
I get it first, then I do it (what she doin' girl)
Talking on the phone (say what)
Ta-ta-ta-talking on the phone (can you feel it)
Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-talking on the phone (say what, yea)
Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-talking on the phone (yea, say what, yo yo yo yo yo)
Talking on the phone (I'm feeling quite good right now)
Talking on the phone (but it's time for me to take my spaceship to another
level)
Talking on the phone (cuz right now I dont think the world is ready for
Timbaland)
Ta-ta-talking on the phone (I'm on that next level, can you dig it)
Ta-ta-talking on the phone (can you dig it)
Ta-ta-talking on the phone (I don't think so)
I’m on that next sh-t
I’m on that next sh-t
You on that old sh-t
I got a figure eight figure, lookin’ more bigger
Never booty shots, ass look thicker, ass jack tripper
I dance like stripper, been hot since Billy D was drinking malt liquor
I rock a beat like wooh, other chicks can boo like they at the parloo
I get it crazy for you baby, been rapping since y’all was lil babies
You better respect moi, voulez-vous coucher, yes moi
No I can’t be stopped, might see me down the street in a brand new car
Now if y’all ain’t on this new shit right now
Now ya’ll gon have to find a new beat, new beat?
Now y’all on this new shit right here, take your clothes off in the vip
Take clothes off, take clothes off, oh
I take my clothes off, I take my clothes off, let’s go
To the flo’, take it off, to the flo’, take it off
To the flo’, take it off, to the flo’, take it off
Allow me to reintroduce myself, my name Miss
Rocking like no one else
I don’t need yo’ cause I’m feeling myself
Haters you all just be word to dell
Like a throw back to the flow back
Return to the Mac go ‘head take my Kodak
I’m all that, ya ain’t know that
You can’t keep track if you had a low jack
Yeap, must of thought I was over
Been hot before Michael Jackson wore loafers
Ya was youngin, I was much older
Been rich before you even knew about Oprah
Before you knew about Oprah
Been rich before you knew about Oprah
Get it?
Been rich before you even knew about Oprah
Take clothes off
In the vip, watch me take my clothes off
To the flow now, go and take your clothes off
I can't believe you be coming around the clock with that same old...
I got plans to drive past you, to make you regret, yeah
And why the hell you be parked with your volume, turned up all the way
I'm not a phantom, you're picking your snare, your courage is in jeopardy
I got pretty big songs, pretty big songs, yeah, yeah
I got speakers and sounds, bigger than dolls, yeah, yeah
... that, in the beat here, beat down man, yeah, yeah
I won't tell you radio go away
And when the music's gone, there be no more songs, no more songs
When the party's broke, I said I still live on, still live on
And when the music's gone, there be no more tone, no more tone
When the spell is broke and that I have told, I still got getaway
You hear me from a block away, I still got getaway
Check it, I got the feeling I'ma hurt your feelings when you hear my system
Check it, so loud my surround sound will take no victims
I'm not a phantom, you're picking your snare, your courage is in jeopardy
I got pretty big songs, pretty big songs, yeah, yeah
I got speakers and sounds, bigger than dolls, yeah, yeah
... that, in the beat here, beat down man, yeah, yeah
I won't tell you radio go away
And when the music's gone, there be no more songs, no more songs
When the party's broke, I said I still live on, still live on
And when the music's gone, there be no more tone, no more tone
When the spell is broke and that I have told, I still got getaway
You hear me from a block away, I still got getaway
Baby can you hear me now, can you hear me now?
Baby can you hear me now, can you hear me now?
I'm like the bass and the trunk if you want I can... the way
Baby just tell me where you're at and I'm on my way
No matter how far, we could push cruise patrol
Any way you want, tell me where you want... let's go
And when the music's gone, there be no more songs, no more songs
When the party's broke, I said I still live on, still live on
And when the music's gone, there be no more tone, no more tone
When the spell is broke and that I have told, I still got getaway
To my niggas, how you feel? Can we chill?
Or do we have to pop that steel?
'Cause it's a hot day around our, our way
We got the pistols around our, our waist
Hate to kill a nigga, why?
'Cause my nigga, style, he's got that killa, what?
What do you mean, killa? I mean that bee
Those ganja trees, those cut up leaves
Please, can I get a puff? What?
Please, can I cut her up? What?
With my wiatch, pretend that I am riach
Please, please, can I, can I lick that cliat?
You can go down, you can go down, go down
You can go down, girl, I was just playing around
Now, back to my focus, y'all gonna be my soldiers
And I'm gonna be the bank broker, what?
All I smell is smoke in da' air
Nothin' but the fools downstairs, yeah
All I smell is smoke in da' air
Nothin' but the fools downstairs, yeah
You know, we got plenty of smokin', open for pussy pokin'
Clown, but we ain't jokin', 2 pound of weed tokin'
Beep me at 12, noon, after my cartoons
Later for beach moves 'cause you gonna be high soon
Now you got your bowl, shorty, nursin' a cheap forty
Lordy was shootin' dice, point and you win a forty
Six be a damn point, roll and you hit the joint
Lookin' for blazing, dude, your head was a juke joint
So as you get two dimes 'cause you got two highs
Two niggas want to smoke, so you got two lies
Think you see two hoes 'cause hoes got to smoke too
Hope you got ten yards 'cause this blunt will never do
See I remain true, only toke two lies
Just to the two guys, no shake with my damn fries
Open your freakin' eyes 'cause blunt be my grand prize
Smokin' was no surprise, I'm out with my true lies
All I smell is smoke in da' air
Nothin' but the fools downstairs, yeah
All I smell is smoke in da' air
Nothin' but the fools downstairs, yeah
Playa's knockin', rockin', hoes clockin', jockin'
Yeah, sweatin', gettin', thugs threatenin', beatin
Dice shootin', smokin', hootie hootin', loakin'
Gun, I got your token, lick, I got hoes open
No chumpin', bumpin', Timb's speakers, thumpin'
Making your moves somethin', rode, it would be jumpin'
Hoe humpin', freakin', hoes silly, leakin'
Hook it up, weekend, all night, freakin'
Which trick I'm dickin', hope that she lickin'
My Kentucky chicken, damn, this enough pickin'
Just groupin', chillin', ready, able, willin'
If they blunts they fillin', party people, you dealin' with another level
All I smell is smoke in da' air
Nothin' but the fools downstairs, yeah
All I smell is smoke in da' air
Nothin' but the fools downstairs, yeah
Ride it, uh, ride it, bitch
Ride it, uh, ride it, bitch, say what? Huh
Yo babe, come her, now let me get that
Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what?
Can you hear me? Can you feel me?
Can you hear me? Can you feel me?
Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what?
Get off, baby
Check this switch out, baby
Let me talk to you for a minute
Can we get kinky tonight?
I got so many things on my mind
I never seen a girl so fly
I got a plan for you and I
Let's journey across the Venetian skies
Can I have some of your cookies? Can I have some of your pie?
May I cut the first slice? So won't you
Scream at the top of your lungs if your body's feeling right
Scream at the top of your lungs if your body's feeling right
Scream at the top of your lungs if your body's feeling right
Scream at the top of your lungs if your body's feeling right
Intoxicated with desire
And you're the designated driver, yeah
I'm not afraid '€˜cause I'm a rider, yeah
Ain't nothing wrong with feeling right, so won't you
Scream at the top of your lungs if your body's feeling right
Scream at the top of your lungs if your body's feeling right
Scream at the top of your lungs if your body's feeling right
Scream at the top of your lungs if your body's feeling right
I love it babe, got me here doing things I don't ever do
Can't hold me down, that's why I'm here
Making sure things are up for you, get it?
Like a getaway, when the lights go off, you turn on
I love yo' place 'cause I can hear the echo when you make me, oh ooh
Scream at the top of your lungs if your body's feeling right
Scream at the top of your lungs if your body's feeling right
Scream at the top of your lungs if your body's feeling right
Scream at the top of your lungs if your body's feeling right
In the car, at the party
Got his hands on your body
Don't fight it, ooh
If you like it, ooh
In your room, on the rooftop
Feels good, don't stop
Don't fight it, ooh
If you like it, ooh
Why don't you scream!
Scream at the top of your lungs if your body's feeling right
Scream at the top of your lungs if your body's feeling right
Scream at the top of your lungs if your body's feeling right
Scream at the top of your lungs if your body's feeling right
Uh, if you love me girl, why don't you scream?
If it feels good then why don't you scream?
Uh, if you love me girl, why don't you scream?
'Cause when it feels good
Don't fight it if you like it
Yeah
Don't fight it, ooh
Yeah
If you like it, ooh
Break
Don't you like that?
It feels so good, don't it?
Grab my hand baby
Let's take a walk on the beach
Let's clear our minds
Hold your screaming here
Don't you like that beat? You do?
What else you like? Mmm, I can accommodate that
Oh, you like my swagger? You like how I changed it up?
I like it too baby
But for now I think the beat is going a little bit too long
Oh, you like it this long? Hmm!
That means you like to make love long, yeah
I feel that, ooh!
I like how you shaking your hips to it, uh
It's about to end baby but don't you stop
Keep it going, keep it going, keep it going
And bring it over here, sit on my lap, kiss me
No no no, right here, yeah, ha
Ooh, I like that, ooh, I like that, uh, ooh
Let me stop ********* ha ha ha
Featuring: Drake
This shit was all I knew
You and me only
I did it all for you
Still you were lonely
We coulda worked it out, uh, but I guess things change
It's funny how someone else's success brings pain
When you no longer involved, that person has it all
And you just stuck standing there
But, I'm gonna need you to say something baby
Say something baby, say something baby, say something baby
I'm gon' need you to say something baby
I'm gon' need you to say something baby
Yeah, it really sucks, but ever since I've been long gone
I traded in my senorita for a microphone
I hate the way we fell apart, girl, it's sad to see
Your life was good, but me and you, we a catastrophe
If I was a success, oh, would you be satisfied?
I need a paramedic, girl, I'm feelin' paralyzed
If I could choose, you would always be a friend of me
The more money I made, you actin' like my enemy
It's crazy, I can't help it if you feelin' change
Thought the pressure would turn you to my diamond babe
How could somethin' so familiar be so strange?
Closest friends gettin' strange when your status change
Why is it my mistake that where I am and where you at
And my homeboy Larry Live is the only one that have my back?
We were the perfect pair, and now it seem that we don't match
Is it the money? Want me to give it back?
This shit was all I knew
You and me only
I did it all for you
Still you were lonely
We coulda worked it out, uh, but I guess things change
It's funny how someone else's success brings pain
When you no longer involved, that person has it all
And you just stuck standing there
But, I'm gonna need you to say something baby
Say something baby, say something baby, say something baby
I'm gon' need you to say something baby
I'm gon' need you to say something baby
Uh, I am the topic of conversation, this a celebration
Let's toast to the fact that I moved out my momma's basement
To a condo downtown 'cause it's all about location
I sit and drink wine and watch Californication of life
You shoulda been here to kick it with me
We coulda split this whole thing up 50/50
But now I'm at the 40/40 getting bitches tipsy
Killing shit, the ever so talented Mr. Ripley
How I go from being the man that you argue with
To me and Dwayne Carter putting out the hardest shit
I should wanna go back to the one I started with
But I'm addicted to this life, it's gon' be hard to quit
Yeah, just ask me how things are coming along
You can tell me that you never heard none of my songs
Long as you end up saying one day you plan to listen
'Cause what's a star when its most important fan is missing?
This shit was all I knew
You and me only
I did it all for you
Still you were lonely
We coulda worked it out, uh, but I guess things change
It's funny how someone else's success brings pain
When you no longer involved, that person has it all
And you just stuck standing there
But, I'm gonna need you to say something baby
Say something baby, say something baby, say something baby
I'm gon' need you to say something baby
Featuring: Timbaland
Hello America
Timb O is back
Is Timb O Timp OTimmy T
I'm living my .. directly the vibe beach
Living at light speed, do you know just like me
The simple black man who own a private army, boss as I mean/ like me
.. in paroling don't fly
Ain't nothing lasting in a gold screen
Because I'm gonna think about me
Niggers gonna doubt me
Because the Timbaland brand holds a lot of ...
Come on girl just play housey
Get these girls get trousy
With the feeling come on get me some ...
I know that's really not me
But a nigger really want it
I go a lot of nasty shit with all the horny
Come on on me shake that shit for me
Imagine you ride on like a horsey
OOO let's change up the story
I am too rich for you niggers to ignore me
I don't do it for glory
But a nigger loves Porches
A nigger will never sell his soul to ...
I am in the divorces
That's how I split up the moistest
It made me so strong and it forced me
To watch my haters closely
If you know something about me nigger than show me
You are talking to the O me ain't that right ...
Haters to .. I've been ...
Chorus
Now let me tell ya bout this nigga
Around the way
The coolest nigga and I got to say
His name is Timb O
So down the Earth he can be your ...
(repeats)
Black car, I got three
He just recently sent me that new white piece
The one without no ..that's a life dream
I got 2 million 35 carrot I got the same thing
To me that's a bling bling
Because me and you .. in the army
I'm gonna hold army I like it when it's ...
I like the low down get up it makes me hard G
I pay for a lot of horsery got that Charles ..
I play my women .. but not me
Vacation in the R I somewhere near Greece
Where the villas are in the middle of the ocean
Where we don't wear no .. me and you boldy
I got a lot of .. in Beijing you niggers pay scene
What I want phase three
I sold a hundred twenty million now change me
Do you like it, do you like it, do you like it, whassup?
Do you like it, do you like it, do you like it, what?
(Put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on)
Do you like it, do you like it, do you like it, whassup?
(Put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on)
Do you like it, do you like it, do you like it, what?
(Put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on)
Do you like it, do you like it, do you like it, whassup?
(Put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on)
Do you like it, do you like it, do you like it, what?
Do you like it, do you like it, do you like it, whassup?
(Put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on)
Do you like it, do you like it, do you like it, what?
(The first verse, bird)
It's a hot Saturday
My little sister's outside
Playin' patty cake (patty cake)
My momma's in the kitchen (kitchen)
Wit' the Shake 'n Bake
Magoo got on the stockin' cap
Tryin' to pick this way
I'm (I'm) in the back with the play sta'
A little boy (boy) came and gave me an invitation
Said there's a party and ya gotta wear your suit
And ain't no time (time) for the D-Q
I say who-dee-who
Pass me the courvoisier
It's a party-yea, it's time to play
I see today is a good day
I'm out for gleem, plus play it then finally hit your screen
I may not be the giant but I want that jolly green
I got tomorrow's dreams baby, don't share the turf (what?)
Maybe I'll tap your glass, I got some cheers for you
For they yak can't hold me back
So baby, whassup with that? (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Tell me where the party at
Pick it pick it pick it up
You and I goin' do that damn thing, make it bang
You went out to the room in the back
Bring me in a Henney and a pack
Give a blunt to that fact suicide
State of mind, do or die, anytime
We can bang in the back of the 'Lac
Any damn thing bang
Do the thing in the back of the 'Lac
In the car, at the bar, gettin' high, wanna try
You went out with the heels on the block
Get the nine's all coughin'
And nigga's gon' run in our spot
Wonder why hypnotize, on my eyes and thighs
You ain't heard of me yet
But I betcha ain't met another one yet
Who do it like this
It's on, put yo hands in the air
We got you in the zone, get yo hands in the air
If it's on, put your hands in the air
We got you in the zone, put your hands in the air
If it's on, put your hands in the air
We got you in the zone, put your hands in the air
If it's on, put your hands in the air
We got you in the zone, put your hands in the air
See I'm keepin' all the party people in the place
And I'll pull another playa's parts bags
Send searchin' for sex for six packs,
See I'm Simpsoning them all to the back
She even knows I'm hellerin
So they'll move till they pickin low, go over really
If I say hit his head and then hang another round
I'm showing 'em, knowing if it's a drag
That you hit it from the back and stroke
Left to the right keep it right on time
One time, two time for your mind
Better get soft layers and go over mine
Come about two chairs and go here's an ear if it's on tonight
Then this is the word I speak
Shit don't quicks mo' too tight
I come clear to your mouth and spit many a spouse and get
Civil cuz riddles can sizzle picks it a foul out
Package your rap attack, it's for presses and stash
They catch your track by the tail and smack they head on the nail
Factoring the jam made by Timbaland givin' fans something
Bumpin' (bumpin') and scrumpin' for your consumption
Listen close to the slick and those quick quotes
Keep gettin' dope shit, fuck with this, it'll get you so most
When she get crucial forget about what chu used to
Cuz I'm here to pay dues too, nigga put it to the back sayin'
I'mma school you on the rules to how to tell who's who
On a cruise to who's tryin' to use you
In the same sentence demention that will lose your attention
So pull mad intentions like Mag'
Lot of people gonna wanna see me stand stagnant, but it ain't gonna happen
Sound completely like Twista, or get mean like Mista'
For they feel the purple from the first time
The first rhyme that they first heard
First word, nigga's know that I'm a gold mine
Come on nigga's now lets go a time
Tell I'm in a power mood, the party groove records tour if I move it
I'mma support their dues or loose it
It's on, put yo hands in the air
If I got you in the zone, get yo hands in the air
If it's on, put your hands in the air
I got you in the zone, put your hands in the air
If it's on, put your hands in the air
If I got you in the zone, put your hands in the air
If it's on, put your hands in the air
If got you in the zone, put your hands in the air
If it's on, put your hands in the air
I got you in the zone, put your hands in the air
If it's on, put your hands in the air
If I got you in the zone, put your hands in the air
If it's on, put your hands in the air
If got you in the zone, put your hands in the air
If it's on, put your hands in the air
If I got you in the zone, put your hands in the air
Put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on
Put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on
Put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on
Put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on
If it's on, put your hands in the air
We got you in the zone, put your hands in the air
If it's on, put your hands in the air
I get over heels for someone (I)
That I really can't deal with (deal with)
I want to block her out my mind
But I really can't do it
I tell myself this the last time
I'ma let her do this to me
Whenever we do spend time
I realize that I can't get enough of you
Wipe that smile off your fucking face (Let me say to you)
Wipe that smile off your face (Let me say to you)
Wipe that smile off your fucking face (Let me say to you)
Wipe that smile off your face (Let me say to you)
To be despised
To be loved
To be dreamt of
To be sought
I'm the inside of "I don't care"
Right in the middle
I'm right in the middle
To be despised
To be loved
To be dreamt of
To be sought
I'm the inside of "I don't care"
Be my unholy
My one and my lonely
I wear scarves and hoods
'Cause it's the only poker face that I've got left
And everything I love about you is a mess
Smash the mirror and break the palm reader's hand
I want to be better than I am
(Let me say to you)
Wipe that smile off your fucking face (Let me say to you)
Wipe that smile off your face (Let me say to you)
Wipe that smile off your fucking face (Let me say to you)
Wipe that smile off your face (Let me say to you)
Girl, just look what you've done
How could you do this to me?
I gotta put my foot down
I can't let you do this to me
I can't forget those good ole times
And all the things you've been doing to me
I wanna hit that one more time
I mean love, what your doing to me
I'ma say it loud, right here
Let's fuck in this crowd
Why we arguing
I thought me and you were supposed to be
Friends
Let's chill for minute
Better yet we could heal for a minute (for a minute)
Baby, put down the knife
Sometime I wanna save ya life
A aint got no fillin,
Ama let these niggaz know,
A been killin em wit these beats,
Now am spittin dem killer flows,
Whatcha know bout me dog,
Not a damn thing,
Gotta problem u can c me in da streets dog,
Am on 1 man game,
Dont take this lightly,
If a want u dead its done,
A can make dat hype n b cuts,
Nigga ma bread is long,
A done been both sides of the tracks,
U can say a trained da game,
A lotta niggaz tryna get in ma lane,
Err body askin me da same ol thing, (what they say)
Oh timbaland,
Where he go run 2?,
(nowhere)
A aint goin nowhere dog,
Ama b right here in ya face,
Cant do it like me dog,
Ya kick drum aint got enough bass,
Dont ever talk bad about me,
U jus might make me mad,
N a jus might c u sumwhere,
N brake ur ass in half,
Its nothin but timbaland in da u strip,
Now am in a whole nother zone,
U can let me do me,
U can do u,
O get popped in ya door,
Hit love on the verge 2 da block,
So recognize da game,
Timbaland aint gonna run mowhere baby,
Timbaland got private planes,
Oh timbaland,
Where he go run 2?,
(nowhere)
A been around,
Sometime long ago,
A seen da life,
Dont act like u aint seen it b4,
Am listenin dog,
U aint sayin shit,
U can keep on wishin,
U never make a hit,
Yeah a got money,
Take it all from me,
I'mma gon b da same,
U can get a few whips,
U can get a few chips,
U still gon be a lame,
We aint da same my nigga,
Am on some other shit,
I'mma say this plain n simple,
Nigga take this punishment,
Ama take yall on a trip,
Ama take yall on a ride,
We don't even conversate, we don't even act no more
We used to go out all day, but our kids are the number one chore
Where did the loving go, we really need to... this far, yeah, eh
I swear this feels like a game and I... got the score
And she say
Mentally I'm gone, we believe there's no tomorrow, tomorrow
Mentally I'm gone, we believe there's no tomorrow, tomorrow
Mentally I'm gone, we believe there's no tomorrow, tomorrow
I reflected back home myself, I think I'm abusing this all
I think I really need some help can you get counseling for
Baby I get it, I did, the problem's... come talk
Now that... there's a problem, I hold my head up so
And she say
Mentally I'm gone, we believe there's no tomorrow, tomorrow
Mentally I'm gone, we believe there's no tomorrow, tomorrow
Mentally I'm gone, we believe there's no tomorrow, tomorrow
I hope everyday bears out fine
I hope the sunshine's up at bay
I hope everyday bears out fine
I hope the sunshine's up at bay
I hope everyday bears out fine
I hope the sunshine's up at bay
I hope everyday bears out fine
Still keep saying
Mentally I'm gone, we believe there's no tomorrow, tomorrow
Mentally I'm gone, we believe there's no tomorrow, tomorrow
I'm gone, we believe there's no tomorrow, tomorrow
We fuss we fight your fault my fault
we was on the same team least thats what i thought
we both participated only i got caught
now we hardly conversatin' baby, we don't talk
it was fun at first, you can't say im wrong
now you wanna talk about it? too late, im gone
your mad at me cos i dont wanna play your games
i ain't perfect but imma do my thing
we gotta meet in the middle
you here im there,
tell me whats the sence in me trying if you dont care?
this relationship is heading to who knows where
that means one of us got to chose, because
you hurt me, and i hurt you,
you complain about the things that i dont do
i dont wanna take the blame neither do you,
because we got too much to loose
we gotta meet in the middle
meet in the middle
we gotta gotta meet in the middle
gotta compromise
baby don't analyse
we need to see eye to eye, so lets meet in the middle
we gotta meet in the middle
we gotta gotta meet in the middle
we gotta compromise
we gotta work it out this time
we need to see eye to eye
so lets meet in the middle
We got somethin we can't enjoy
im sick of you tryin to play with me like i'm your toy
you tried to run game i saw,
we gotta lotta issues you got yours, we gotta meet in the middle
you cant talk that shit,
you cant travel to the future if you walk backwards
once you walk out the door, you cant walk back in
we gotta find a way to solve it, think about our kids
cos they in the middle
you wanna sing that song?
you want me to cop that plead and say ok im wrong?
things are gettin heavy but i gotta stay strong
i try to talk it over with you when i coulda been gone because
you hurt me, and i hurt you,
you complain about the things that i dont do
and i dont wanna take the blame neither do you
because we got too much to loose
we gotta meet in the middle
meet in the middle
we gotta gotta meet in the middle
gotta compromise
baby don't analyse
we need to see eye to eye, so lets meet in the middle
we gotta meet in the middle
we gotta gotta meet in the middle
we gotta compromise
we gotta work it out this time
we need to see eye to eye
so lets meet in the middle
i told you once, i told you twice
and now my shoulders cold, like a block of ice
you playin games like you rollin dice
hey what you know about sacrifice?
baby ive been in the middle..
ive been givin you more than a little
had the ball then you double dribble
i guess that love is a riddle..
you never listen i dont ever get my point across
i washed ya dirty draws, you out with dirty broads
you did me dirty dawg, cos yous a dirty dog,
its a quit n call, and i aint mad at all
i gave you more than you deserve, i was worth it all
bottom line i hope you find what you searchin for
you hurt me, said i hurt you
and i complain about the things that you dont do
and i dont wanna take the blame neither do you
we got too much to lose...
we gotta meet in the middle
meet in the middle
we gotta gotta meet in the middle
gotta compramise
baby don't analyse
we need to see eye to eye, so lets meet in the middle
we gotta meet in the middle
we gotta gotta meet in the middle
we gotta compromise
we gotta work it out this time
we need to see eye to eye
Let's go.
We hustle in a lil old apartment, with all the windows blacked out
I'd put it on the 'hood if you cost me
I'm a have to pull the straps out
You don't know nothin about me
You just been running your mouth
Instead of telling hoes when you see me, you gonna take me out
I'm a real nigga, come and give me hope
I'm a real nigga, come and give me hope
I'm a real nigga, come and give me hope
I'm a real nigga, come and give me hope
Hey, you old pussy-assed frontin' and snitchin'-assed nigga
Ran up on you 'bercrome and put a Barrett on your temple
Got a sawed up and opened fire with me nigga
Ready to get a crack and come and ride with me nigga
I'll put some change on your head
Get it nigga they kill you while you layin' in the bed
Hey we can bring this on the floor
Get you sleepin' then do the same thing to your whore
Got a chip on my shoulder, it's getting heavy as hell
All the nigga had to do was pay for my meal
We used to be down as hell
Snitchin'-ass nigga sent me to the county jail
You shouldna lied to me dog, I would rather kill and go down and die for my dog
And I'm a right for my niggas
They 'duce an attitude and pay atten
We hustle in a lil old apartment, with all the windows blacked out
I'd put it on the 'hood if you cost me
I'm a have to pull the straps out
You don't know nothin about me
You just been running your mouth
Instead of telling hoes when you see me, you gonna take me out
I'm a real nigga, come and give me hope
I'm a real nigga, come and give me hope
I'm a real nigga, come and give me hope
I'm a real nigga, come and give me hope
Hey scary-ass, fake-ass, sucker-ass, shithole
I got plans, you wonder, find your ass in the river
Bobba you're going fat in the middle
Especially when your ass's being hunted by a killer
Yeh homie you know what they say, i'm gonna catch your mo'fo's ass one of these days
I'm gonna let loose with one of these K's
Your momma or your bigger momma's momma ain't safe
I did some shoppin around about a couple of days
Now I'm lookin for yo regular ass, esplanade
I wish I coulda do it back in the days, but you was a bitch-ass nigga the whole-ass ways
You shouldna hated on me dog
If I call it talkin, you should be sayin it to me dog
I keep in so much debt, you look up on me on the hill is where you find me yet
We hustle in a lil old apartment, with all the windows blacked out
I'd put it on the 'hood if you cost me
I'm a have to pull the straps out
You don't know nothin about me
You just been running your mouth
Instead of telling hoes when you see me, you gonna take me out
I'm a real nigga, come and give me hope
I'm a real nigga, come and give me hope
I'm a real nigga, come and give me hope
I'm a real nigga, come and give me hope
Pussy-assed sucker-assed broad-assed nigga
Runnin' your mouth cos you're a broad-assed nigga
I look in your face and see hokay
Niggas it's hard to shake, they stay in your wake
But I move with smooth pace
Give a ruck about a case, put a black in your face
Until my mission complete I don't cease
How the fuck you gonna shit on my name in these streets,
Supplied the hustle, I'll put the muscle
Got niggas on standby and they ready to touch
They ain't fuckin with you, bitch, straight to the face
No shit's left on the scene, just no body to trace
After you checkin in, they given the win
How long you got left, it really depends
You don't know which way to go, and you're struck outta breath
That's what motherfucker's get for not checking their shit
We hustle in a lil old apartment, with all the windows blacked out
I'd put it on the 'hood if you cost me
I'm a have to pull the straps out
You don't know nothin about me
You just been running your mouth
Instead of telling hoes when you see me, you gonna take me out
I'm a real nigga, come and give me hope
I'm a real nigga, come and give me hope
I'm a real nigga, come and give me hope
I'm a real nigga, come and give me hope
Yo, it's over
Timbo the king 2011
Timbo thursday
Howl at me follow me
Get Out, You Can't Be In Here, You Have To Get Out.
I Implore You, Please?.. Please?..
You All Going To Die Down Here...
It's Life Or Death, Either One,
The King Is Back, Take Heat And Run,
I Piss And Take A Shit On Ur Beef For Fun,
I Killed The Game, I Aint Even Used A Gun,
Who Better Than Me? Don't Make Me Laugh,
I Run This Shit,They Just Chase My Ass,
I Aint Talkin Shit Nigga, Just Tellin The Facts,
I Think All The Tracks Im Hearin From Niggas Is Whack,
I Be Hearin These Niggas,
What They Say In They Rhymes,
I Took My Spot Nobody Gave Me Mine,
I Make The Beats That Boom Boom Boom! In They Trunks,
U Disagree Homie Then Go On And Jump,
U Can Bump Ur Gum,
U Can Say What U Want,
Thats All U Gon Do Cuz Yall Niggas Is Punks,
Im Number One, U Aint Nuthin' But Shit,
When They Need A Hit Im Who They Gon' And Get,
Talk To Me...
If You Got Love For Me I Got Love For You,
If You Wont Fuck Wit Me I Wont Fuck Wichu,
We Can Do It Howeva U Wanna Do,
Nigga If U Dont Fuck Wit Me I Wont Fuck Wit U,
Gon' Head
Kill Yourself Kill Yourself Kill Yourself
Don' Kill Yourself,
Kill Your Self Kill Yourself,
If I Was You I Wouldn' Fell Myself,
Don' Kill Your Self Kill Your Self
Kill Your Self Don' Kill Yourself,
Kill Your Self Kill Your Self
If I Was You I Wouldn' Fell Myself,
Im Tired Of Niggas, Niggas Is Tired,
U Aint A G, I See Bitch In Ur Eyes,
If U Close To Me, U Suposed To Be,
But Most Of U Rap Niggas Is Hoes To Me,
Wherever U From, The Question I Ask,
Is Do U Think I Give A Fuck, Riddle Me That,
Cuz In My Hood And U Jump Into Hell And Back,
This Industry Shit, To Hell Wit That,
I Seen Em Come, I Seen Em Go,
I Doubt If U Can Show Me Sum'in I Aint Seen Before,
Who Suposed To Be In Charge? I Need To Know,
When I Shake Ur Hand Ima Step On Ur Toe,
Go Getcha Gun, Go Getcha Click,
Imma Be Rite Here Chillin Wit Yo Bitch,
U Mad At Me? Cuz Im Gettin Rich,
Well Put The Pistol To Ur Head And Empty The Clip, Pop Nigga!
If You Got Love For Me I Got Love For You,
If You Wont Fuck Wit Me I Wont Fuck Wichu,
We Can Do It Howeva U Wanna Do,
Nigga If U Dont Fuck Wit Me I Wont Fuck Wit U,
Gon' Head
Kill Yourself Kill Yourself Kill Yourself
Don' Kill Yourself,
Kill Your Self Kill Yourself,
If I Was You I Wouldn' Fell Myself,
Don' Kill Your Self Kill Your Self
Kill Your Self Don' Kill Yourself,
Kill Your Self Kill Your Self
If I Was You I Wouldn' Fell Myself,
See My Heart, Feel My Pain
Some Of Dese Stars, Some Is Lames,
How They Follow Little Trends To Get They Fame,
I Aint Snappin My Damn Fingers To Get In The Game,
U Claim U Rich, Show Me Son,
If U Got So Many Dollas Then Loan Me One,
Fools Think They Killas They Own A Gun,
When U No U Bout As Sweet As A Honey Bun,
Trash Ur Broads, Behind A Bar,
Like U Dat Dude Frontin Hard,
Vip Bands Dont Make U A Star,
Like We Really Still Dont No Who The Fuck U Are,
Dont Talk Behind My Back Just Call Me Nigga,
Move My Heart To The Side
Make Room To Forgive Ya
If U Still Wanna Hang, We'll Come To Get Ya,
Put The Rope Around Ur Neck And Jump My Nigga!
Your All Going To Die Down Here...
Get Out Get Out You Cant Be In Here...
Let's go, uh uh yeah
Yes indeed ladiez and gentlemen by all means
It's the sound of New York's, number one
The biggest drastic, bald headed king
DJ Eeeeeeesss
NS, trip my man Timbaland, Magoo
Another funk Stacey joint, word up, c'mon
Yeah uh uh, c'mon, yeah, yeah c'mon
New York, New York c'mon, ATL Durty South c'mon
L.A. Cats c'mon, DC Cats c'mon
East coast, west coast, SNS go
Who keep ya jumpin'
Who keep ya heads bangin' in all those party's
Who keep ya droppin' them bows
Timbaland, in all those parties
Who keep ya jumpin'
Who keep ya heads bangin in all those party's
Who keep ya droppin' them bows
Timbaland, in all those parties
It's me y'all, it's me y'all
It's me y'all, DJ SNS y'all
It's me y'all, it's Mag n' you ya'll
It's, it's us y'all, pricky pricky
Pricky pricky, pricky
'Scuse me. Do you mind if I sit down?
Is it okay if I sit down here?
No? Are you alone?
(Come on, man!)
Lady! (Uh-huh)
Well, I'm back!
You gotta want me now. Outside. (Uh-huh)
I see your luck is changing. Is it nice?
You got your headlights out
In the dark.
Well don't be crashin' now
Or pull a fast one now
So watch your traction now
I gotta know right now
Because I'm in love
I'm in love
With you
I'm in love, I'm in love
With you, yeah
I'm in love, I'm in love
With you
I'm in love, I'm in love
With you
Git it, git it, git it, girl! Hey!
Git it, git it, git it, girl! Hey!
Come on to me!
Lady! (Uh-huh)
Before you come back
I say, hey baby
You might want to think about that
'Scuse me -- not your lane (Uh-huh)
Git your [??] in check
You a warning (Yeah)
I want to be in your tracks
So don't be laughing now
Or pull a fast one now (Go real slow)
So watch your traction now (Off the road)
I got to know right now
Because I'm in love
I'm in love with you.
I'm in love, I'm in love
With you.
Yeah, I'm in love, I'm in love
With you.
(Hey, hey, hey)
I'm in love, I'm in love
With you.
Git it, git it, git it, girl!
Hey!
Git it, git it, git it, girl!
Hey!
(Come on, now!)
When I look in your face
It's when I lose control
What I see in your eyes
Is what is burning my soul
And I know that it's true
'Cause when you're saying my name
Then all I want would be to blow
Because I'm saying it again
I'm in love I'm in love with you.
I'm in love I'm in love with you.
(Give it all you have) Yeah
I'm in love I'm in love with you.
You drive me crazy
I'm in love I'm in love with you.
Because I'm in love I'm in love with you.
I can't take it.
I'm in love I'm in love with you.
You know, yeah.
I'm in love I'm in love with you.
You drive me crazy
I'm in love I'm in love with you.
I'm in love
Git it, git it, git it, girl!
Ah, hey!
Git it, git it, git it, girl! Hey!
Lord,
Aint nobody think we comin like dis
They kno what im talkin bout homeboy...
We on another level
Who you down with?
I'm down with several
People that you can't clown with, go to town with and get down with
Hello
We on another level
Who you down with?
I'm down with several
People that you can't clown with, go to town with and get down with
Hello
Baby let me come and scoop you in the Benz
We can chill and lay back while I drop my top baby if you want you can bring a friend
I get it poppin' off
Be glad you got involved
Girl if you play your position then all your problems solved
They show me love in every hood and every city I go
They say "Timbo you the best" and I say baby "I know"
Two-tone Maybach when I slide up in it when I go my ride is tinted
Gotta pull the shades back and tell her "Hello"
She wanna chill wit a nigga
We can smoke we can drink just keep it real wit a nigga
I got a plan shawty go getcha man shawty
Let me put it simple so you can understand shawty cause
We on another level
Who you down with?
I'm down with several
People that you can't clown with, go to town with and get down with
Hello
We on another level
Who you down with?
I'm down with several
People that you can't clown with, go to town with and get down with
Hello
Smooth with the flow get you where you goin'
You already know and if you don't then I'ma show
Look how I does that they lookin' at you they lookin' at me they be like "what's that?"
Tryin' to get they buzz back
I got places to go and a whole lotta things to see (I guarantee)
And I'ma be right here until ya'll done got enough of me
Steady on my grind tryin' to get it
Money on my mind, is you with it?
Tryin' to hold me down cause of that ego now they ain't around, but look at me
Hello
We on another level
Who you down with?
I'm down with several
People that you can't clown with, go to town with and get down with
Hello
We on another level
Who you down with?
I'm down with several
People that you can't clown with, go to town with and get down with
Hello
Bitch can't swim bitch gon' drown
Bitch can't fly I can't either
That's why a nigga get high off reefer
You know I had to send a shoutout to my people
Hello
We on another level
Who you down with?
I'm down with several
People that you can't clown with, go to town with and get down with
Hello
We on another level
Who you down with?
I'm down with several
People that you can't clown with, go to town with and get down with
i said there's a..
hey baby girl
you can open up
i want it all
such a beautiful girl
.. standing on the chase
with everything to ..
can't stand it
hands up in the air,
hands up in the air
hands up in the air
hands up in the air
such a beautiful girl
.. standing on the chase
with everything to ..
can't stand it
hands up in the air,
hands up in the air
hands up in the air
Right now, right now, right now, right now
Somebody better get her, fbi, she the finest bitch in the way she act, right now
Way she act, right now, when she act, right now, when she act, right now
Somebody better get her, fbi, she the finest bitch in the way she act, right now
Way she act, right now, when she act, right now, when she act, right now
Whine is the motherfucker, watch her booty pop up
Whine in this motherfucker, she ain't jamaican but she faking...
Ass let me see... waist making good
These bitches hating on her, cause she the fbi
I ain't taking police, ass making noise when the jiggle like... keys
... when you got a notice,... you compete her but a fine chick hopeless
Is that of the rest of me, she let me give the best of me
To heard and sex... she now prefers substantially
Real nigger quotter, I think I can match it
Tougher than the fizz but she softer than a mattress
Somebody better get her, fbi, she the finest bitch in the way she act, right now
Way she act, right now, when she act, right now, when she act, right now
Somebody better get her, fbi, she the finest bitch in the way she act, right now
Way she act, right now, when she act, right now, when she act, right now
Opposite to a monster but you a eat the...
I'm guessing honey sierra because she got the goodies
Perfect package... call me crazy cause I go choo choo all these choo choo donkeys
Party like marias, black and blue... she don't hit that high know if I get up inside her
License stay invalid so you know that she... rider
I shaking on... she start to get my... higher
She in the fbi and she could make it climb
Because of killer looks will leave a player blind
She use a handcuffs record she don't play no games
She want my name off her tongue like... and boomerang
Somebody better get her, fbi, she the finest bitch in the way she act, right now
Way she act, right now, when she act, right now, when she act, right now
Somebody better get her, fbi, she the finest bitch in the way she act, right now
Way she act, right now, when she act, right now, when she act, right now
I love a dark skin... with brown eyes
3 piece breast... like popeye
Sometime... so bad see with the...
Freaky scorpio and all the line... sexdrive
... melons, and she sweet like mango
Louie gucci prada she on shopping rainbow
Her beauty is megan fox, her body is... her mind is...
The booty is ok, go and hit it pop it girl I love the way you dance
And baby you're so sexy you should go and clap your hands
Shaking bent it over in a 3 point stance
Cause you hurting all these bitches and they need an...
Somebody better get her, fbi, she the finest bitch in the way she act, right now
Way she act, right now, when she act, right now, when she act, right now
Somebody better get her, fbi, she the finest bitch in the way she act, right now
Check my coat in and I paid a dollar,
Side-Kick Rings, what's up? holla!
Text the address i'll see you later,
baby come down,
come down,come down, come down,
run down, run down, run down
Run ,duck & run, duck & run, duck & run, duck & run, duck & run down
dun da da dun da da dun da da dun etc.,
beat goes on
A run dun da da dun da da dun da da dun da da dun
beat goes on
In a faraway land we got shit made,
RayBan shades, warheads laid
babes born in air-raids
My girls roam the Everglades,
Indian tribesman gamble spades,,
Indian chicks, they get men laid.
Milk and honey smoke high-grade,
gold and diamond gems and jades,
ride up on our tanks, invade ,
blow out things to save our name and,
Mina, Rina, Tina, Sophina
bein a super Indian babe
We black market we black mane
we hit shit out when it rains
Would you come down and catch my train?
Would you run down and play this game?
Check my coat in and I paid a dollar, Side-Kick Rings, what's up? holla!
Text the address i'll see you lata,
baby come down,
come down, come down, come down,
run down, run down, run down
Run ,duck & run, duck & run, duck & run, duck & run, duck & run down
dun da da dun da da dun da da dun etc.,
beat goes on
A run dun da da dun da da dun da da dun da da dun
beat goes on
Baby girl, you and me need to go to your teepee.
The moon is full, and I'm shining.
Baby, I know you see me.
Put a hump or two on your back just like that, oh girl you're on fire.
I don't wanna be in love with you
I'ma just break you off and say goodbye.
The night is young. Don't make me wait,
you just might miss your chance.
I'm gon' tell you the truth
Timbaland, I'm the motherfuckin man.
Today's the day, girl, let me get that.
Don't get mad.
In fact, let me hit that.
I've been overkilling them, I break backs.
Come down, run down,
girl where your place at?
Check my coat in and I paid a dollar, Side-Kick Rings, what's up? holla!
Text the address i'll see you later,
baby come down,
come down, come down, come down,
run down, run down, run down
Run ,duck & run, duck & run, duck & run, duck & run, duck & run down
dun da da dun da da dun da da dun etc.,
beat goes on
A run dun da da dun da da dun da da dun da da dun
beat goes on
Did you ever see the faces of the children?
They get so excited
Waking up on Christmas morning
Hours before the winter sun's ignited
They believe in dreams and all they mean
Including heaven's generosity
Peeping 'round the door
To see what parcels are for free in curiosity
And Tommy doesn't know what day it is
He doesn't know who Jesus was or what praying is
How can he be saved
From the eternal grave?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Can you, can you hear me?
How can he be saved?
See me, feel me
Touch me, heal me
See me, feel me
Touch me, heal me
Tommy can you hear me?
Tommy can you hear me?
Tommy can you hear me?
Tommy can you hear me?
Tommy can you hear me?
Can you, can you, can you hear me?
How can he be saved?
Did you ever see the faces of the children?
They get so excited
Waking up on Christmas morning
Hours before the winter sun's ignited
They believe in dreams and all they mean
Including heaven's generosity
Peeping 'round the door
To see what parcels are for free in curiosity
And Tommy doesn't know what day it is
He doesn't know who Jesus was or what praying is
How can he be saved
Did you ever see the faces of the children?
They get so excited
Waking up on Christmas morning
Hours before the winter sun's ignited
They believe in dreams and all they mean
Including heaven's generosity
Peeping 'round the door
To see what parcels are for free in curiosity
And Tommy doesn't know what day it is
He doesn't know who Jesus was or what praying is
How can he be saved
From the eternal grave?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Can you, can you hear me?
How can he be saved?
See me, feel me
Touch me, heal me
See me, feel me
Touch me, heal me
Tommy can you hear me?
Tommy can you hear me?
Tommy can you hear me?
Tommy can you hear me?
Tommy can you hear me?
Can you, can you, can you hear me?
How can he be saved?
Did you ever see the faces of the children?
They get so excited
Waking up on Christmas morning
Hours before the winter sun's ignited
They believe in dreams and all they mean
Including heaven's generosity
Peeping 'round the door
To see what parcels are for free in curiosity
And Tommy doesn't know what day it is
He doesn't know who Jesus was or what praying is
How can he be saved
Eh eh eh
Baby, you're looking fire hot
I have you open all night like an iHop
I take you home baby let you keep me company
You gimme some of you, I give you some of me
You look good, baby must taste heavenly
I'm pretty sure that you got your own recipe
So pick it up, pick it up, yeah I like you
I just can't get enough I got to drive through
Cause it's me, you, you, me, me, you all night
Have it your, way, foreplay
Before I feed your appetite
Let me get my ticket baby, let me get in line
I can tell the way you like, baby, supersize
Hold on, you got yours, let me get mine
I aint leavin until they turn over the closed sign
Check it
Take my order cause your body like a
Carry out
Let me walk into your body until you hear me out
Turn me on, my baby dont you
Cut me out
Turn me on, my baby dont you
Cut me out
Take my order cause your body like a
Carry out
Let me walk into your body until it's lights out
Turn me on, my baby dont you
Cut me out
Turn me on, my baby dont you
Cut me out
Number one, I take two number threes
That's a whole lotta you and a side of me
Now is it full of myself to want you full of me
And if its room for dessert then I want a piece
Baby get my order right, no errors
Imma touch you on the right areas
I can feed you, you can feed me
Girl deliver that to me, come see me
Cause it's me, you, you, me, me, you all night
Have it your, way, foreplay
Before I feed you appetite
Do you like it well done, cause I do it well
Cause I'm well seasoned if you couldn't tell
Now let me walk into your body until you hear me out
And turn me on, my baby, dont you cut me out
Take my order cause your body like a
Carry out
Let me walk into your body until you hear me out
Turn me on, my baby dont you
Cut me out
Turn me on, my baby dont you
Cut me out
Take my order cause your body like a
Carry out
Let me walk into your body until it's lights out
Turn me on, my baby dont you
Cut me out
Turn me on, my baby dont you
Cut me out
What's your name?
What's your number?
I'm glad I came
Can you take my order?
What's your name?
Girl, what's your number?
I'm glad I came
Can you take my order?
Come over here (what's your name?)
Come closer (what's your number?)
Over here (I'm glad I came)
A little closer (can you take my order?)
Come over here (what's your name?)
Come closer (what's your number?)
Over here (I'm glad I came)
A little closer (can you take my order?)
Take my order cause your body like a
Carry out
Let me walk into your body until you hear me out
Turn me on, my baby dont you
Cut me out
Turn me on, my baby dont you
Cut me out
Take my order cause your body like a
Carry out
Let me walk into your body until it's lights out
Turn me on, my baby dont you
Cut me out
Turn me on, my baby dont you
Cut me out [repeat]
C'mon ah what? Ah, what?
C'mon, ah, what? Ah, what?
C'mon, c'mon, ah, what?
Ah, 1 Life 2 Live, what?
Ah, what?
Live, huh? Yeah
Y'all cats ain't ready, I'm just too much
When I was young, my mamma said I used to cuss too much
If I ain't known you twenty years, I don't trust you much
Roll with nuthin' but thugs and hustlers, yeah
I don't care if they crackin' down
I'mma drug graduate without the caps and gowns
I used to have a thing for buying gats and pounds
And I laugh in my rhymes cuz you cats is clowns
Smash you down, patch you down
We take yo guns and we blast yo' round
Pass the crown to the new female king
This is real dog, you nuthin' but a Lee Nail thing
Like the end of the world
We put it all to a stop and
Chicken heads and dimes, yeah, they all gon' flock
And you go against us and you all gonna flop
When we reign, you gon' need more than a mop
- Can't nobody do it like we do
(What what what what what)
Can't nobody do it like we do
(What what what what)
Can't nobody do it like we do
(What what what what what)
Can't nobody do it like y'all do
(What what what what)
When we spit, yo we never run outta rounds
This is lifeball not football, you outta bounds
Since some of you people's houses I be cruisin' around
Slow it down cuz I think that I'm losing you now
For those that's not lost, tell y'all hoe's to stop
Cuz the union is in here, toast it up
When they shoot you suppose to duck
Look at them by the bar posing drunk
(Say what?)
We don't care who we toast in here
We get you for how much you gross this year
You not a punk, you suppose to fear
Better not come out until the coast is clear
Totin' beer, you hatin', sayin' how they get a deal that fast
But even without this rap game I still have cash
My mommy wears a money wiz, I'm trickin' buying Vickey Secret
Just to cover her punani hair
Uh oh, you didn't think I was coming
My people can't stand for the little man
To rock without or with bad
I can determine what chu gon' do
Are ya gon' play it? Are ya gon' move?
The party ain't gon' start if ya don't dance
I don't care if you leave, but you still be my man
I don't get mad over silly pettyness
I say to hell with it, say oh well with it
Timbaland is known watch him make ya move ya feet
Make dope beats, rhyming sound so unique
His Beats are like Sean Archer and Caster Troy
Ya need the same identity to find how he soars
He's the wicked man, the wicked just begun
Call him Timbaland the resurrection
Clear-ese
Don't try to hide from ya fear
Clear-ese
Don't ya hear the set got in ya ear?
Clear-ese
This is the love man you're talking to
Clear-ese
His beats are dope, I try to tell you
Can't nobody see us in the nine eight
Or the nine nine
(Freaky freaky)
You're late
(Freaky) You're late
(Freaky) You're late
(Hey girls and guys)
You're late
Like y'all, the public
Is y'all the public
Ya do it so well
This goes out to y'all
Quiet Storm, Z-man
1 Life 2 Live
Little Man
Wanna thank y'all
For makin' us
Bounce, oh, I like you
Bounce
Come here girl, come here girl, come here girl, bounce
Come here girl, come here girl, come here girl, bounce
Come here girl, come here girl, come here girl, bounce
Come here girl, come here girl, let me talk to you
Lemme see them big titties
Don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty
Break bread if you wanna get with me
All I wanna do is dig up in them kidneys
Tell your boyfriend he better mind his business
For he end up in the trunk of my Bentley
I'm considered a boss you can't get me
He ain't got enough paper to deal with me
Baby girl wanna two step wit me
Turn around wit her ass up against me
Roll along and got tipsy
And then tonight, tomorrow you the mystery
All you haters on that hoe shit miss me
I stay strapped security don't frisk me
Fed it off 'til the motherfucker empty
I'll turn around and do the same shit next week come on
Bounce, like your ass had the hiccups
Bounce like we was ridin' in my pickup
Bounce, why you lookin' so sad baby girl you need to cheer up
Bounce, I got the remedy, it's you on me then me on you
Then you on me, then me on you, then you on her
Then her on me, then her on you, and y'all on me
And me on y'all and y'all on me menage a trois
Menage a trois
There she go, just what the doc's been lookin' for
She just what I need, lookin' Chinese like Sum Yung Ho
I got a bungalow we can disappear for a week or so
Yeah, I gotta stadium flow Superbowl with it like I'm Dungy yo
Oh, yes, congratulations you've won a millionaire invitation
Sorry I'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and
And this money handsome, ain't that a panty anthem
I kill me just like you from the back you'll see
Bounce, like your ass had the hiccups
Bounce like we was ridin' in my pickup
Bounce, why you lookin' so sad baby girl you need to cheer up
Bounce, I got the remedy, it's you on me then me on you
Then you on me, then me on you, then you on her
Then her on me, then her on you, and y'all on me
And me on y'all and y'all on me menage a trois
Menage a trois
Hold up, hell naw like Britney Spears I wear no drawls
In the club I drink it up, goomp goomp drink it up
Got Patron sippin' in my cup, hey, where's your man
Bet that I could make him love me
When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch
Of this big ole butt, big ole butt
Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck
Take 'em to the crib, yeah we gon' fuck
You could call me a freak, I like to get buck
And I don't have to do much to make him get it up
Sum Yung Ho, she worth two dollars
I'm worth more dollars than make up beauty parlors
I pop collars, co-co-collars
I don't buy shots, I only buy the bottles
Only rich girls we only buy the bottles
But like a porn star I'm best when to swallow
Bounce, like your ass had the hiccups
Bounce like we was ridin' in my pickup
Bounce, why you lookin' so sad baby girl you need to cheer up
Bounce, I got the remedy, it's you on me then me on you
Then you on me, then me on you, then you on her
Then her on me, then her on you, and y'all on me
And me on y'all and y'all on me menage a trois
Menage a trois
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum
Ooowwwhooaa (guys)
Ahhhhhhhhhh (carries on through) [Amar]
Yeah [Timbaland]
Mere Zindagi Tere Ho gayhe (My life has become your property) y life has become your property)
Bring it Back [Timbaland]
Ye Deewanagi na roke kahbi (May this love never end)
Bring it Back [Timbaland]
Mere Zindagi Tere Ho gayhe (My life has become your property)
Bring it Back [Timbaland]
Ye Deewanagi na roke kahbi (May this love never end)
Break it down [Timbaland]
Mudhoss hayra dil mai bat kiya? (My intoxicated Heart is surprised)
Say What? [Timbaland]
Ah ha ha ha
Pucho Na (Don't ask me why)
Ah ha ha ha
Pucho Na (Don't ask me Why)
Haah! [Timbaland]
Mudhoss hayra dil mai bat kiya? (My intoxicated Heart is surprised)
Ah ha ha ha
Pucho Na (Don't ask me why)
Ah ha ha ha
Fricky fricky dumm [DJ scratch noise...Timbaland]
Aaja tu aaja, mere saamne tu aaja jaanu (Come on baby come to me or come in front of me)
Haah! [Timbaland]
Kitna tarsoungi, kitna bolowongi mudje tum (how much will you tease me, how much will you call me)
Haah! [Timbaland]
Aaja tu aaja, mere saamne tu aaja jaanu (Come on baby come to me or come in front of me)
O! [Timbaland]
Kitna tarsoungi, kitna bolowongi mudje tum (how much will you tease me, how much will you call me)
Fricky fricky ahh [DJ scratch beatbox again...Timbaland]
Owwwwwwhooooooooooooo [Amar]
There aint no way in the world im gonna leave you baby [Timbaland]
Owwwwwwhooooooooooooo [Amar]
Your my treasure and i got the key to ya baby [Timbaland]
Owwwwwwhooooooooooooo [Amar]
Let's ride on my Titanic baby (...if u know what i mean) [Timbaland]
Owwwwwwhooooooooooooo [Amar]
Being in love goes down as one of the greatest [Timbaland]
Owwwwwwhooooooooooooo [Amar]
Theres no me without you (you) [Timbaland]
Owwwwwwhooooooooooooo [Amar]
Baby girl you make my dream come true [Timbaland]
Sing it to me
Tu hai tu hai, Hum yaha hai (you are you are, we are here)
Aahoo chale, is jahan sai (come on let go from this place)
Aahoo millay, sasou millay (come on lets meet, lets meet ecstasy)
Aab hum aur tum, ek ho jaye (now let us both, become one)
Hey hey hey hey [repeats+carries on through]
Pa pum pum pa pa ra [repeats+carries on through]
Put it up yo
Give it to me hey!
Put it up yo
Give it to me come on
Put it up yo
Give it to me hey!
Put it up yo
Give it to me hey!
Put it up yo
Give it to me hey!
Put it up yo
Break it down now
Ah ah ah ah [repeats+carries on through]
Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa
I like that uh
Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa
I like that uh
Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa
I like that uh
Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa
I like that uh
Ahhwooahhhaaa [repeats+carries on through]
Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa
I like that uh
Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa
Fricky fricky break owwh [DJ scratch beat boxing]
Pum pum pum pum pa rum [repeats+carries on through]
Thakita tha thakita [Amar]
Tha [Timbaland]
Thakita tha thakita [Amar]
Tha [Timbaland]
Thakita tha thakita [Amar]
Tha [Timbaland]
Thakita tha thakita [Amar]
Haah! [Timbaland]
Thakita tha thakita [Amar]
Thakita tha thakita [Amar]
Beebay [Timbaland]
Thakita tha thakita [Amar]
Thakita tha thakita [Amar]
Beebay [Timbaland]
Like that
Say what, say what?
Say what, say what?
Say what, say what?
Missy, bring it in
Why you played on me? Wasn't I good enough for you?
All those other girls you've been with can't do like I do
Gave you all my dough when you needed it all the time
And if you planning on leavin' me again, then give me a sign
Beep me 911 or call me on my cell phone
I'll call you back to see what you gon' tell me
You don't wanna date, no if's ands or waits
It's over, babe
Beep me 911 or call me on my cell phone
I'll call you back to see what you gon' tell me
You don't wanna date, no if's ands or waits
It's over, babe
Why you cheatin' on me? Can you tell me what I've done?
I thought you was the one but you just a hit and run
Gave up clubs and parties, I put them aside
Left me in the dark with no kind of sign
Beep me 911 or call me on my cell phone
I'll call you back to see what you gon' tell me
You don't wanna date, no if's ands or waits
It's over, babe
Beep me 911 or call me on my cell phone
I'll call you back to see what you gon' tell me
You don't wanna date, no if's ands or waits
It's over, babe
All my friends say I can do better than you
Maybe, they was right 'cause I feel like a fool
But I can't let you go until you take some time
To tell me why you left me without a goddamn sign
Beep me 911 or call me on my cell phone
I'll call you back to see what you gon' tell me
You don't wanna date, no if's ands or waits
It's over, babe
Beep me 911 or call me on my cell phone
I'll call you back to see what you gon' tell me
You don't wanna date, no if's ands or waits
It's over, babe
Magoo, magoo
Type of nigga' made built to last
Look homegirl, I pump like gas wind
Get ya friend and ya girl and them
My sex drive workout like a gym can
Was the girl that I used to hit
You the girl that I got to quit
See the kitty cat, gotta gold it like a light
In the night, you the freak I'm out with, don't bite
No diggity, who took you out
No doubt when I first got down, made the bro' shout
Look out, make it live, dip and dive, stayin' alive
Shoot me sugar, there it is
Now we talkin' square biz
I'm leaving you without a reason
What I steal but a kiss
What you think, I'm hen pecked?
Girl, get yo mind checked
Take the time, recollect
I just gave you disrespect
Ah, like that, like that
Beep me 911, baby
Say what? Say what?
Misdemeanor, 702
What cha'all gonna do, fellas?
Don't beep them 911
Don't beep them 911
It's the dippy dippy don, now you heard that
Let's take it back, where the original Tim the bird at?
I got shit here to make you down on twelve-pack
Call Rudy, tell him hook us up a twenty sack
C'mon c'mon c'mon, we ballin' y'all
Where my cats think you feel me at?
Alla y'all, and when we earn that
They finally let the dish and the pan
Hit us all with some cash
Let me get to Virginia, link up with Timbaland
Now I'm bustin' they ass
Now they callin' me the Incredible Man
I'ma shit it sick like, yeah
And there is one thing to understand
Y'all know what it is and Petey is the one I am
Spit what I spit 'cause I don't give a damn
Spin like just like y'all spin at the mall in blue drawers
On some durag, it's 'bout to be the all that is
New broad, new day, new cars, new motherfuckin' deal
Hey, baby bubba
If y'all feel it let me hear you say
Hey, baby bubba
We lost the music selector
Hey, baby bubba
If y'all feel it let me hear you say
Hey, baby bubba
Well, he caught me in my van
The gun shot men forward
Check me out in my black Transam dippin' on that man, who that be?
Timbaland, now haters wanna get at me
Just because we three brothers dippin' in the fly ride
We don't care though, nigga we just three fly guys
All up in your local mall pickin' all your local broads
Holla, if you wanna get into a local brawl
We the in-timidators, y'all intimidated
By our bling bling ring ring and I can't debate it
Low riders hittin' on switches
As we pass by ya in sun fire, c'mon
What y'all need to do is throw that shit up, shit up
For the cool amigos with Tequila in the gut
What y'all know about them Southern girls with them big butts?
What y'all know about them buckshots bustin from a truck?
Yeah, yeah, that's that Southern hospitality
The come of the me, the come of the Pete
The come of the 'goo, the come of the G
Hey, baby bubba
If y'all feel it let me hear you say
Hey, baby bubba
We lost the music selector
Hey, baby bubba
If y'all feel it let me hear you say
Hey, baby bubba
Well, he caught me in my van
The gun shot men forward
Mag, spit it 'til I die fucker
You with your label kissin' ass like a damn sucker
Meanwhile, Mag in Virginia in some house shoes watchin' the news
Do my album when I'm ready, tell my label to Sue
If I got it I'ma get 'em, it's cornered and sell some Vodafone
N-Y to floater while I'm humpin' your daughter
Stayin' in the French quarter and listen to Juvenile
I like that South shit, all my niggaz is wild
You gotta come up with a new plan, I'm sayin man
South boys ain't fuckin' playin', check them
This week got OutKast and No Limit in Eightball
Scarface, Ludacris and Goodie Mob, uh
We do it country 'cause we proud of this shit
All those that wanna hate on hip-hop can eat a dick
I ain't a thug and I ain't tryna be
They tryna take my love man and it bothered me
Hey, baby bubba
If y'all feel it let me hear you say
Hey, baby bubba
We lost the music selector
Hey, baby bubba
If y'all feel it let me hear you say
Hey, baby bubba
Well, he caught me in my van
The gun shot men forward
Hey, baby bubba
If y'all feel it let me hear you say
Hey, baby bubba
We lost the music selector
Hey, baby bubba
If y'all feel it let me hear you say
Hey, baby bubba
Well, he caught me in my van
No rainbow
Speak drug flow
Just a while ago
No color though
See og started od
When ot cut the oz
Can’t understand... I need...
Lately I am crazy drug betrayed me
Drug... me back in the days
No purple hays … fuck what it cause
You pay the flows smoke till I cough
Can’t turn it off gas me
Now I am coughing... lay in the cuffing
My name is 90
See me and they just think of me
I am 90
Second verse see me in a curse
... all cause I am thirst
I don’t know to go out like that
I can’t go out like that
Who introduce me who
Some groupie... smoke that...
I don’t give a fuck tell my... to shut the fuck out
... I ain’t even sober... was20 20
Who are you cause I am gonna have fun today
My name is 90
See me and they just think of me
I am 90
I ain’t trying to rip you
Pass the …
I am feeling brand new
Pass that... pass that smoke that blows your ego
... window watch the... flow enough window …
Smell like trees … I disagree need more weed
Need to come clean... I have been... since 15
... keep my eyes red... I got cancer
My name is 90
See me and they just think of me
(Timbaland)
Do you like it? Uh, uh, uh, what
Do you want it? Uh, uh, uh, what
Do you like it? Uh, uh, uh, what
Do you want it? Uh, uh, uh, say what, here we go
Do you like it? Uh, uh, uh, what, here we go
Do you want it? Uh, uh, uh, what, here we go
Do you like it? Uh, uh, uh, what, here we go
Do you want it? Part two, part two
(Bassey)
Why you always askin' me why I talk like that?
What, you think you betta, nigga, cuz your pockets are fat?
Excuse me? But wasn't I the one that you meant?
You talkin' trash to these niggas about to dent up they whip
You know me and I don't think I have to explain
You that same crotty nigga that fucked that bitch in my Range
It was the same, life, it was talked up a good game
Between that money and that pussy that she claim to fame
(Timbaland)
Look at you, talkin'-tellin' all the bullcrap lies
It was you who made me put my hands on your thighs
Never ever was the one that humped that girl on your Rover
You forgot your baby cousin humped that girl on your Rover
It's Timbaland, baby, I don't get down like that
Don't try to explain, get yo ass to the back
Never ever disrepsect the man that put you on his team
Now baby dove, get the keys to your Beem'
1 (Timbaland)
Why you talkin' big trash to me?
(Bassy)
Cuz you always playin' games, Timothy
(Timbaland)
Why you tryin' to make me mad, ba-be
(Bassy)
Cuz you always playin' games, Timothy
(Timbaland)
Why you talkin' big trash to me?
(Bassey)
Cuz you always playin' games, Timothy
(Timbaland)
Why you tryin' to make me mad, ba-be
(Bassey)
Because you always playin' games with Bassy
(Bassey)
I done met many players that act like you
Think because they spend some money that I'm ready to screw
Instead of talkin' 'Hit me up around the 1st and the 5th'
Cuz you rot in a crumbed out six, you think I'm whipped
Got numerous niggas that be rottin' my shit
And the last thing I need is a nigga for kicks
I stay dibbed and forever spend the louchie on Gucci
Fuck the money and diamonds cuz nigga, I'm still shinin'
(Timbaland)
Look at you, girl, talkin' trash
Talkin' trash, actin' grown, show your ass
Don't try to get on my track and clown
You my queen, my mistress, my Jackie Brown
Why you tryin' to start trouble in my can?
Now hot and angry and I'm getting amped
Keep on givin' me the cold shoulder
Now I got to get the keys to the Roller
You gone
Repeat 1
(Bassey)
It was all for the paper, that's right, all for the love
Only wanted most what ghetto girls dream of
I need the Hummers and the yachts, Don P on the rocks
Cardierre wrist wear with the shivel on top
Then you lace me, now you hate me, now you tryin' to replace me
Had a woman when you dated me, I guess I was crazy (know you was crazy)
Tried to play me but your game's a little lazy
Cuz I hooked up and got with your man, nigga scrammed
(Timbaland)
Girl, what you know about Cardi and wrist wear?
When you don't even wear Vic's Underwear
Think before you start talkin' shit
Remember, I'm the man with the diamonds and whips
I ain't tryin' to beg, but a legend like those speedos
I ain't gon get mad if you hump one of my people
I keep tellin' you this is me you talkin' to
Talkin' trash won't get you nowhere, baby boo
Repeat 1
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
I ain't got no fillin'
I'm a let these niggas know
I been killin' 'em with these beats
Now I'm spittin' them killer flows
Whatcha know about me dog
Not damn thing
Gotta problem? You can see me in the streets dog
I'm a one man game
Don't take this lightly
If I want you dead and gone
I can make that happen because
Nigga, my bread is long
I done been on both sides of the tracks
You can say I trained the game
Alot of niggas tryin' to get in my lane
Everybody askin me the same ol' thing
What they say
Oh, Timbaland
Where he gon' run to
Nowhere
Oh, Timbaland
Where he gon' run to
Nowhere
Oh, Timbaland
Where he gon' run to
Nowhere
Oh, Timbaland
Where he gon' run to
Nowhere
Oh, Timbaland
Where he gon' run to
Nowhere
Oh, Timbaland
Where he gon' run to
Nowhere
Oh, Timbaland
Where he gon' run to
Nowhere
Oh, Timbaland
Where he gon' run to
Nowhere
I ain't goin' nowhere dog
I'm a be right here in your face
Can't do it like me, dog
Your kick drum ain't got enough bass
Don't ever talk bad about me
You just might make me mad
And I just might see you somewhere
And break your ass 'N' half
This not the Timbaland you used to
Now I'm in a whole 'nother zone
You can let me do me
You can do you
Or get popped in ya door
Love on the verge to the block
So recognize the game
Timbaland ain't gonna run nowhere, baby
Timbaland got private planes
Oh, Timbaland
Where he gon' run to
Nowhere
Oh, Timbaland
Where he gon' run to
Nowhere
Oh, Timbaland
Where he gon' run to
Nowhere
Oh, Timbaland
Where he gon' run to
Nowhere
Oh, Timbaland
Where he gon' run to
Nowhere
Oh, Timbaland
Where he gon' run to
Nowhere
Oh, Timbaland
Where he gon' run to
Nowhere
Oh, Timbaland
Where he gon' run to
Nowhere
I been around
Sometime long ago
I seen the life
Don't act like you ain't seen it before
I'm listenin', dog
You aint sayin shit
You can keep on wishin'
You never make a hit
Yeah, I got money
Take it all from me
I'm a gon be the same
You can get a few whips
You can get a few chips
You still gon' be a lame
We ain't the same, my nigga
I'm on some other shit
I'm a say this plain and simple
Nigga, take this punishment
I'm a take y'all on a trip
I'm a take y'all on a ride
And one day I'm gon' dip
But I won't be hard to find
Oh, Timbaland
Where he gon' run to
Nowhere
Oh, Timbaland
Where he gon' run to
Nowhere
Oh, Timbaland
Where he gon' run to
Nowhere
Oh, Timbaland
Where he gon' run to
Oh, Timbaland
Where he gon' run to
Nowhere
Oh, Timbaland
Where he gon' run to
Nowhere
Oh, Timbaland
Where he gon' run to
Nowhere
Oh, Timbaland
(Timbaland - talking)
Uh, what's up girl
Why you trippin on me?
I thought we was past that
Feel me?
Alright let me talk to ya, uh
(Chorus - Timbaland - w/ ad libs)
C'mon baby what's the hold up
You carryin me like your school folder
I want your dinner, not your cold cuts
Why you keep givin me the cold shoulder?
(Shorty)
C'mon baby what's the hold up
You carryin me like your school folder
I want your dinner, not your cold cuts
Why you keep givin me the cold shoulder?
(Cause I'm that fly)
(Verse 1 - Magoo)
When I'm alone in my room, sometimes I stare at the wall
And I think of them times when you was lickin my balls
I never came in your face, you said you hated the taste
That's a disgrace, I'd rather put my cum inside your weight plate
You comfortable now? You need your toes massaged
I'm oblaged to rub 'em down, first I put on da barges
With your favorite song, you need to take off the thong
Go head, nibble on my neck, your doin it wrong
We could be doin it, and doin it, and doin it wild
I wanna lick on you and lick on you, I like when you smile
I'll be in town next week, can I keep an erection?
Twelve pack of Lifestyles is my choice of protection
See I'm more than pimperific, let me be more specific
On a scale of one to ten, my sex is so terrific
It's like I'm Rick James "Superfreaky" things
I put a hot dog in your bum that sure to make you cum
(Chorus)
(Verse 2 - Timbaland)
Uh, it was a teenage love, a, a, a teenage love
And I told her, don't hurt me again
Actin like the vaughn a vo in my living room den
Like it never took much to really get you back then
Just some college ruled paper and my ball point pen
Crackers, pimp juice, and my cranberry Benz
We circle my block and we do it again
Now let's fast forward to my living room flo'
Where we was freakin and she speakin gettin about to go
I slap broke my watch cause this raggedy ho
She like the time wasn't right, then she hugged me slow
Uh, it was a teenage love, a, a, a teenage love
And I told her, don't hurt me again
Can't we live like The Ropers, "Three's Company" man, huh?
(Chorus)
(Verse 3 - Magoo)
Tell me if she like it and if not
Girl is this your spot?
I never cum in second, some reppin for camel lot
And when I was a kid, I used to fuck in the bushes
Only time I turn it down is when you don't use dush
You got the "Eye of a Tiger" and your pussy is fly
It's a Hall of Fame booty baby, gonna retire
And I aspire to be penis of convenience for you
But we fuckin in the bed, let's cut in the living room
You likin my pimperation, do I calm your frustration?
Never bein pleased, so you settle with masturbation
I got a 'C' on my chest cause I'm super when cuttin
Give me fifteen minutes, guarantee you'll be comin and cummin
Yeah!... yeah!... remember the time, baby... yeah!
I ain't got no money
I ain't got no car to take you on a date
I can't even buy you flowers
But together we'd be the perfect soulmates
Talk to me girl
(Oh) Baby, it's alright now, you ain't gotta flaunt for me
If we go and touch, you can still touch my love, it's free
We can work without the perks just you and me
Work it out 'til we get it right
Baby if you strip, you can get a tip
'Cause I like you just the way you are
(I'm about to strip and I'm well equipped
Can you handle me the way I'm on?)
I don't need the G's or the car keys
Boy I like you just the way you are
Let me see ya strip, you can get a tip
'Cause I like, I like, I like...
I ain't got no Visa
I ain't got no Red American Express
We can't go nowhere exotic
It don't matter 'cause I'm the one that loves you best
Talk to me girl
Oh, baby, it's alright now, you ain't gotta flaunt for me
If we go and touch, you can still touch my love, it's free
We can work without the perks just you and me
Work it out 'til we get it right
Baby if you strip, you can get a tip
'Cause I like you just the way you are
(I'm about to strip and I'm well equipped
Can you handle me the way I'm on?)
I don't need the G's or the car keys
Boy I like you just the way you are
Let me see ya strip, you can get a tip
'Cause I like you just the way you are
Baby girl, I don't got a huge ol' house I rent a room in a house
Listen baby girl, I ain't got a motorboat but I can float ya boat
So listen baby girl, once you get a dose of D.O.E. you gon' want some mo'
So listen baby girl, when I make it I want you there, want you there, yeah.
Yeah my money and me loof like feel me them,
and it's realy not quite Louis Allason,
Your body ain't Pamela Anderson,
Its a struggle just to get you in the caravan,
But listen baby girl,
Before I let you lose a pound I'll buy a bigger car,
So listen baby girl,
I love you just the way you are, the way you are
Oh, baby, it's alright now, you ain't gotta floss for me
If we go and touch, you can still touch my love, it's free
We can work without the perks just you and me
Thug it out 'til we get it right
Baby if you strip, you can get a tip
'Cause I like you just the way you are
(I'm about to strip and I want it quick
Can you handle me the way I are?)
I don't need the cheese or the car keys
Boy I like you just the way you are
Let me see ya strip, you can get a tip
'Cause I like you just the way you are
Baby if you strip, you can get a tip
'Cause I like you just the way you are
(I'm about to strip and I want it quick
Can you handle me the way I are?)
I don't need the cheese or the car keys
Boy I like you just the way you are
Let me see ya strip, you can get a tip
C'mon, what we got right here
Is that feel good music y'all, c'mon
When I'm chillin' in my neighbor's shade
Watchin' the ocean from my balcony
And I love the sound of the waves
And I love it like that 'cause to me this is how I get away
So what you gonna do, girl?
What you gonna do?
Outside with my TV on, cell phone on, the radio on
'Cause I wanna get into the music, I get into the music
Outside with my TV on, cell phone on, the radio on
'Cause I wanna get into the music, I get into the music, c'mon
And it feel so good, it's like blood flowin' through my veins
It's like blood flowin' through my veins
And it feel so good, it's like blood flowin' through my veins
Alright now, let's take it to the bridge
It's Timbaland, I'm back
With another one you can dance, so you can relax
My music moves you wherever you at
I play it loud to move the crowd, I like it like that, c'mon
I know you feel the vibe from the club to your clothes
And you'll still decide, I love it
Every time I get in the ride, I drop the top
Turn the volume up and put it in drive
Me and Aaliyah did 'One In A Million'
When Ginuwine dropped 'Pony' it was the one that I'm feelin'
Hey, we havin' a party, come through with your crew
Turn up the feel good, do what you do
Outside with my TV on, cell phone on, the radio on
'Cause I wanna get into the music, I get into the music
Outside with my TV on, cell phone on, the radio on
I wanna get into the music, I get into the music, c'mon
And it feel so good, it's like blood flowin' through my veins
It's like blood flowin' through my veins
And it feel so good, it's like blood flowin' through my veins
Alright now, let's take it to the bridge
Yeah, when I'm feelin' lost and hurt, you can soothe my soul
You was there for me, music
I was goin' out of control 'til I heard Marvin Gaye
Now it ain't a mountain high enough
When time is rough I turn to you, yeah
Believe it or not, I learned from you, yeah
All of my soul, I bear to you
You're not a painkiller but I think a snare'll do the trick
And I just wanna lose myself in you
I gained all my health and my wealth from you
I started thinkin' me and you was just a phase
Now I can't count the days
Outside with my TV on, cell phone on, the radio on
'Cause I wanna get into the music, I get into the music
Outside with my TV on, cell phone on, the radio on
'Cause I wanna get into the music, I get into the music, c'mon
And it feel so good, it's like blood flowin' through my veins
It's like blood flowin' through my veins
Lets Go, Uh Uh Yeah
Yes Indeed Ladiez N Gentlemen
By All Means
From New York
The Biggest Drastik
Bald Headed King
Dj EEEEEEESSS - NS
Trip My Man
Timbaland
Magoo
Another Funk Stacey Joint
Word Up
C'Mon
Yeah Uh Uh
Uh Uh
New York New York C'mon
ATL Durty South C'mon
L A Cats C'Mon, D C Cats C'Mon
East Coast West Coast
SNS C'Mon
Tim Rpt 2x
Who Keep Ya Jumpin
Who Keep Ya Heads Bangin In All Those Party's
Who Keep Ya Droppin Them Bows
Is Me Yall(rpt3x)
Dj SNS Ya'll
it's Me Ya'll
Its Mag N U Ya'll
Its Its Us Ya'll
[Intro]
Put your hands up
Everybody put your hands up
Put your hands up
[1st Verse]
The worlds so cold and my own damn hart is making fun of me
Dont need a miracle to see tomorrows right in front of me
Im on my own, and nobody knows who we can come to be
So come allong, you never know the weak is set free
[Brigde and Chorus]
Now close my eyes, and I run to you aah
Cant close my hart, cuz I know the truth aah
Cuz Im a believer
We need a believer
Know I gotta believe aah
Any believe aah
Cuz im a believer
(2x) Im a believer
(2x) we need a believer
[2nd Verse]
Is there one so bold, I would raise a hand and join a good fight
Theres a legend told, someones gonna show us what it looks like
Cuz if you are there, you never know who it could be
You could come or hold and lead us to love that we believe
[Brigde and Chorus]
Then I close my eyes and I run to you
Cant close my hart cuz I know the truth
Cuz Im a believer
We need a believer
Know I gotta believe aah
Any believe aah
Cuz im a believer
(2x) Im a believer
(2x) we need a believer
[Chorus]
Cuz Im a believer
We need a believer
Know I gotta believe aah
Any believe aah
Cuz im a believer
(2x) Im a believer
Hmmmmm (OW) (OH)
Hmmmmm (OW) (OH)
Hmmmmm (OW) (OH)
Hmmmmm, c'mon (OW)
Make them beats like you used to make (oh)
Now keep movin (oh) now keep movin (oh)
Make them beats like you used to make (woo)
(OOHHH), (c'mon)
[Verse 1 - Timbaland]
Timbaland done lost his mind (mind)
I think I'm about to cross the line (line)
And find me somethin that soft to find (find)
And hit it cause she swing right off the vine (oh)
You better hold me back, I told you that
I got enough heat to take your corners back
And I done took your freak, you want her back
(Well you can have that hooker, hooker, hooker) (c'mon)
I'm a dirty south nigga from the VA streets (oh)
And this is how I represent over this here beat (uh huh)
And y'all don't really wanna fuck with me
I don't care what y'all say, y'all stuck with me (alright now)
Now I got the place panicin (oh)
Timbaland and my dirty shenanigan (oh)
And I might put two in the sky (uh huh)
Like da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (woo)
[Chorus]
You better hold me back (oh)
You better hold me back (oh)
You better hold me back
Cause I'm full of shenanigans
(Oh) You better hold me back (oh)
You better hold me back (oh)
You better hold me back
Cause I'm full of shenanigans
[Verse 2 - Magoo]
Hold me back, cause rap sell more than crack
Stack my funds, my guns, take my quarters back
Don't resist I will put heat on the track
Matter of fact, we can take it off of wax
You and your team was livin the dream, somebody shake 'em
I can't hold on these dreams they won't wake 'em
Fuck face, the street is a car chase
Ew dead set, do what it take, to win the race
I erase my fear and don't reappear
I'ma go to the bar and take your beer, bitch
Nigga, I must make shit clear
Fuck around with Oo, I'll bite off your ear
You better do the same, I fight 'til your slain
On right just to bite, I'm tryna sever a vein
And I might put two in the sky
Like (da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da)
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Bubba Sparxxx]
Sucker live in fear of the day that I'm focused
Slow as he appear, it's clear I own this
Realm of Southern rap that despise to be competitive
North or northfolk, they jokes is our negligence
Sure they bounce to 112, I make a note of what sells
Down here the sign men don't promote it, look at us fail
Fuck it, I'ma just tell the truth as I perceive it
Most of them think our shit is useless, believe it
But me I got a love affair with all things Southern
The dirty is a territory y'all can't govern
We all ain't brothers, but this ain't the bitches neither
And all our rap songs ain't for bouncers drinkin either
Let me hit the reefer, 'fore I forgot to be the
Little old country white boy, get to spittin ether
Don't let this shit deceive ya, that cracker there crafty
I know you only heard me cause you have to stare at me (BITCH)
[Chorus]
[humming continues]
(Timbaland)
Dance with me... whaaat?
Dance with me... say what, say what?
Tango with me... say what, say what? (repeat 2X)
Dance with me... say what, say what? (repeat 2X)
Tango with me... say what, say what?
Haha, bring it in
Ooooh, I love what you got on
A tight see-through dress with some green and pink thongs
Word is bond, can I pick you up in my eight-five-oh
Or do you want to pick me up, in your black limo
Here goes, an even-ing that's memorable
A year ago you didn't like me cause I had no dough
Whoa, a black man on a mission, wishin
that your crazy ass would listen, hear bout what you been missin
I know you wanna do it, I know you wanna ride it, my pony
Get on me, bone me, act like you own me
Then I gotta feel your crazy ass out homie, what?
Chorus: Playa
Oooohhh, luv 2 luv ya, baby (repeat 4X)
(Timbaland (talking over chorus))
I love you baby, I love you baby what?
I still love you, say what say what?
Uhh, I love you baby, uh uh uh uh I love you baby
What? I love you baby
Tell me how much you love me
(Shaunte)
Tim, come over here and take my address
I undress in a black neglige like Faye Dunaway
Run your fingers through my hair and squeeze my nipples
Love the way you're talkin in my ear like that baby tickles
Later for uptown, no time to go downtown
I'm wild, since you see Club Clit, now take a look around
Dive in, my Billy Ocean, crazy drunk now
Quick to respond, when I cum just keep it there now
move over please, cause you're drivin me nuts
You went past my sugar-wall straight to my guts
I came you cum, you still do amaze me
One of the reasons why, I luv 2 luv ya baby
Chorus
(Timbaland (talking over chorus))
Ahh, I love you baby love you baby
Ahh, uhh, I love you baby love you baby
Say what say what? I love you baby love you baby
Ha ha, Playa, sing
(Playa)
I love how you express yourself
Sho' nuff you can work that body
I know you can work that body
You go about it oh so well
Sho' nuff you can work that body
I know you can work that body (JD, JD, what?)
Girl I love it when you're next to me, come down
Wanna make sure that you know that (ha ha, ha ha ha!)
You're the best thing that I've received
And I wanna make sure that you know that (love you baby, love you baby)
Chorus 2X
(Timbaland (talking over chorus))
Ahh, I love you, we all love you, ha ha
Whoo, aah, say what, say what say what, say what?
Say what? Say what say what?
Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, that's how we do it
Right now, me and you in your nightgown
We doin this one time
For your sexy mind, all the ladies
All the ladies, all the ladies, I love you ladies
Ha, sing it to me
Ahhh, say what, say what say what, say what?
Oh, Uh, Uh, Let's go, Uh, Uh
[Verse: Timbaland]
Hey yall, it's Timbaland with the jump off
I only got forty eight hours before my plane takes off
I got this girl ready to give me some face off
I think I need seven just to make the playoff
But I ain't gonna hit tonight, I'ma leave a good impression before I catch my flight (come on)
How I'm wrong when you ain't right?
When your dumbass will be right on my flight (stupid)
There goes my shenanigans, laugh with me
There ain't no need for panicking
Chill out, you on a private plane
Just lay your head back to this kirkle bang
Eat some peanuts, sip on some champagne
Your fly mileage go up as you give me brain
This is what Thomas do, piss on my mark then I get back to you
[Chorus x2]
Cause I'm leaving on the next plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Why don't you just call up all your friends
And let's get something started
[Verse: Attitude]
I'm only in town for two days, two nights only
I'm hoping that you wanna spend these two nights on me
I like your home girls you like my homies
We ain't really tryna spend these two night lonely
Shawty, really ain't much I'm asking for
A little conversation, a nice piece of ass to go
I like penetration, how you like it fast or slow?
Only a hip, nobody has to know
She looking at me, weighing up her options
She ready to leave, and go get it poppin'
What could be the fact that I got there
Drop top Benz or that single in the top 10?
I dunno but whatever it is gotta: crunk
She grabbing her liquor, coming out of Prada
I told her I'ma pimp it, I ain't coming out a dollar
Let's go! I'm leaving gonna be out of here tomorrow
[Chorus x2]
[Verse: Magoo]
Girl you lookin' right in those jeans
You been eating colligreens?
That's obscene, your man don't help you make beans?
You have a house, 2 kids, and he working
There's rumors, he and your best friend been flirting
But I ain't tryna fuck you tonight
Your ass big, but your face hmmmm that look alright
I tell you what, I'ma make an exception
Clothes off, that's the truth
Clothes on is deception
Aw, yea, a macilent conception
Front or the back, hit in any direction
And baby you the cause of my erection
Stop at Wal-Greens I'ma buy some protection
Fuck that, go and put it in my face girl
I really have a need to give you face girl
You said you dreamed if sex with a star
Make up your mind, Oo be on a jet tomorrow
(Intro: Missy Elliott)
We are the VA players
Love to the Neptunes and the Clipse
To ya bootleggers we breaking off both of ya legs
The underrated Maganoo, comin' with the unexpected
The run away slave I, Mistameanor
Escaping from all ya fraudulent players
Last but not least, the heavyweight champion, Mr. Mosley
(Verse 1: Timbaland)
It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you
Without some little nieces and nephews
To cover all the beats, and the rhymes I been through
Time's up, sorry I left you
Thinking of this, I keep repeating them hits
Like that Aaliyah, Timberlake, or Missy Elliott shit (Shit)
As you sit by the radio, hands on the dial tone
As you hear it, pump up the volume
Jump when you hear them speakers left it off (Off)
Mr. VA 'bout to set it off
Well I don't know what you heard, and I don't know what ya know
Well my folks don' told me, (YOU GOT IT! Oh)
So, "Up Jumps the Boogie", let the record work (Uh huh)
And put me on like you red alert
'Cause it's the big bad Timmy, Maganoo, and Missy
Like THREE THE HARD WAY!, comin' straight out of Virginia
(Chorus: Missy Elliott)
DJ's in the mix shows you better go to the record store and
COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord)
And to the bootleggers giving em bootlegs
We breaking off both of ya legs, COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord)
Stop burnin' CD's for ya friend and I'ma say it again, nucca
COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord)
'Cause this the hot shit, out on the streets
So when you hear this CD go and COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord)
(Verse 2: Missy Elliott)
When you say you love me, it doesn't matter
It goes into my head as just chit-chatter
You may think I'm egotistical or just very free
Won'tcha say I go tell it to, TIMOTHY!
People say I'm whack, but they don't tell me so
Let them pretend to be me, then they know
I hate when one, pretend to fantasize
Fact I despise, those who even try
Sweat between my thighs {*sniff*} never stinking
Yo dream is over, career sinking
I told all of you, like I told all of them
Whatcha say to me be, DICK TO YA CHIN!
In one ear and right out the other
"Ayyio Missy you ugly!" yeah ya mother
I don't pay attention, I don't concentrate
You ain't got the bait, that it takes to hook this, huh
(Chorus)
(Verse 3: Magoo)
I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno
I'm not a Puerto Rican but I do look up to Vagil
And understand I got the gift of speech
And it's a blessing, being from them VA streets
I talk sense condensed in the form of a poem
If I wasn't writing rhymes I'd be breaking in homes
I'm kinda young, so my gun's my security
I'm not afraid nucca do what you gon do to me
I get paid when your record is played
To put it short, heh I got it made
I'm talented, yes I'm gifted
My uppercut boy that'll get ya lifted
You got cash? man stop frontin
Living off damn every record that you cutting
My name Magoo and I roll wit two stars
Every CD we split 48 bars
My name Magoo and I'm a supadupa star
Every other month I get a brand new car!
[Intro]
1,2 1,2
1,2 1,2
Everybody hands up in the air
1,2 1,2
let me see your drinks up in the air
1,2 1,2
[Verse 1: Timbaland]
It's the modern day Tony Stark
Biggest dog in the game with the biggest bark
money, money, money, money dont make the man
man make the money with the biggest thats the plan
I gotta,gotta,gotta got these niggas goin nuts
raisin bottles in the air money they throwin up
peep my, peep my, peep my, peep my, peep my game boy
when its all said and done, I'm hall of fame boy
I'm ridin, ridin, ridin, ridin in that new Ghost
with my business partner,.. with French folks
Call me, call me, call me, call me Tim the party man
being in the clubs and radio all in one command
now show your hands
[Hook: T-Pain]
Ok, Ok lets get it jumpin
turn up the speakers
can you hear the bass bumpin'?
tweekers tweakin man,
I came hear to party pass the cup around
Put your hands in the air, move em up and down
hey, give me a bottle and fuckin cup
fuck that cup, Im bout to turn this bottle up
cause I came here to party, pass that cup around
put your hands in the air, move em up and down
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
I heard somebody said he wasn't dead yet
they should of never said that
Young Tunechi got the game down Pat Sajek
even though I'm paid in full, all I want is payback
Man fuck these niggas, pause
I sprinkle kill the world and fuck em all in my cigars
I make the motherfuckers bow down, no applause
and all my goons wired up like broken jaws
I rep that motherfuckin red flag put you in a dead bag
I get bread, you get the crumbs at the bottom of the bread bag
my letters is YM, shout out my man Slim
I'm fuckin with Timb and my girl, I'm fuckin her friends
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Missy Elliott]
(lets go) country bitch from Virginia
see the way the crowd go wild when mister meana about to enter
everybody better bow down when I step up to the mic, front and center
Sayin Im too old to rap, I'll be rappin til I wear dentures
yeah, hello haters
you mad? pick your chin up
what I say about runnin your mouth?
you better respect your mentors
Im so relentless, four colder than a winters
I'm pretty in the face, and I should pose for a pin up
I drank my gin up
I'm on the mic, I'm back with Tim
we lookin good like working out up in the gym
everybody wanna see us competition, we dont see em
aint nothing change, we ahead of the game above the rim
this how we do
[Hook]
[Outro]
1,2 1,2
everybody hands up in the air
1,2 1,2
lemme see your drinks up in the air
Ahh... it's time to slow it down for a bit
Like this
Oooh, ahhhhhh
I call this here... take off your drawers music
Hehehe
This is for the ladies
Hahahah
Do you hear my voice, ladies?
Ladies? Hah
See I don't disrespect no woman
As long as she don't disrespect me, see what I'm sayin?
I would never call a girl, that B word
Never call you no hoe
All I wanna do is lick on your toe
And, pull off your, tight Girbauds
Ahhhhhhh, huh
Ahhhh, huh, oh you wanna pour me a glass of wine?
I already got mine
How bout you pour yourself some
Know what I'm sayin?
Alright, like my boyz 112 said
Only you baby
You know what I'm sayin?
But enough for the humpin
Say what say what?
[Chorus]
Got a redbone, she look tropic
Fuck me right then she shoppin
Got a redbone, she look tropic
She fuck me right then she shoppin
Got a redbone, she look tropic
She fuck me right then she shoppin
She fuck me right then she shoppin
She fuck me right then she shoppin
She fuck me right then she shoppin
She fuck me right then she shoppin
Got a redbone, she look tropic
Got these niggas bobble like some bobbleheadds
I'm that nigga so I kill em dead
Anything in the field, on the trap,
Rat rat, drop like led
Who is that your friend, and she kinda cute
She ain't got that booty that hit booming like you do
Cause I gotta be in here, with the again, if you want to
Cause you know a nigga want to,
Ain't nobody like you
So baby tell me what you really wanna do
Booty big, oh kemosabe, sex so good, gotta tell somebody
Smack it on your ass, bout to call me papi
Take it to the floor, let me see you get naughty
Bring it back up, do it all again
Take you to the crib, and you can bring your friend
With this you can get the
[Chorus]
Got a redbone, she look tropic
Fuck me right then she shoppin
Got a redbone, she look tropic
She fuck me right then she shoppin
Got a redbone, she look tropic
She fuck me right then she shoppin
She fuck me right then she shoppin
She fuck me right then she shoppin
She fuck me right then she shoppin
She fuck me right then she shoppin
One thing you should know about me
That I keep them big booty redbone girls all around me
Only take a one big boody redbone, shopping
Picture me spending all this money on these hoes, not me
Used to hump all week, in my computer love by roger trapman
If you see one of my immigrants, they looking good, and never sloppy
Ball nigga, straight hating, but the fascinating this is they bout this
They all in the gym doing yoga, but a lot of them like pilates
Catch em in the club with a drink in hand and getting that shit cranking, poppoin, poppin
Like I can make it rain, drink, I can make it stain
Trick, throwing money in the air like monopoly
All of them telling me to pour champagne all over they
[Chorus]
Got a redbone, she look tropic
Fuck me right then she shoppin
Got a redbone, she look tropic
She fuck me right then she shoppin
Got a redbone, she look tropic
She fuck me right then she shoppin
She fuck me right then she shoppin
She fuck me right then she shoppin
She fuck me right then she shoppin
She fuck me right then she shoppin
I got a redbone that's poppin
Husband off in the army
She love we both in common
How we both love to be bonding
Exploding all in her booty
Her hand all in gucci
With a cucci oh so juicy
Keep the condom, oh so gooey
Redbone is poppin, from jail you keep callin
Dummy behind the glass, they should place you in even markets
While I'm fucking her mentality, impregnating her brain
You're shooting blank mans, you're
Redbone is poppin, no gabi flex no stoppin
They banking off my wins, I snatch em down like I'm rodman
Long pipes for long nights, tall yeah, great heights
just how I get them
[Chorus]
Got a redbone, she look tropic
Fuck me right then she shoppin
Got a redbone, she look tropic
She fuck me right then she shoppin
Got a redbone, she look tropic
She fuck me right then she shoppin
I got redbones all through the towns
Set em up and then knock em down
Mount high, how you like me now
Climax before you hit the ground
Petey pete, don't fuck around
Long wood, about a half of pound
Ask more, they'll tell you bout it
I'm a bad man like leroy brown
Huh, that ever hit the secene
Think I ain't then place your bet
Baby bring me that money bag
Redbone like a redvet
Red hair with that pussy
Red marks on her red neck
And she fuck wailing like rough sex
Got a bunch of baby mamas
I ain't got no kid by none of them
All I do is supply the goods,
And feel me all up in they stomach
And I drop them off and I'm gunning
Hit the ground and keep running
Later gonn come back for more
Because you can't stay away from it
[Chorus]
Got a redbone, she look tropic
Fuck me right then she shoppin
Got a redbone, she look tropic
She fuck me right then she shoppin
Got a redbone, she look tropic
She fuck me right then she shoppin
She fuck me right then she shoppin
She fuck me right then she shoppin
She fuck me right then she shoppin
Oh, oh, oh oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
It's a great day for a white wedding
Oh, oh, oh oh
It's a great day for a white wedding
Oh, oh, oh, oh
It's a great day for a white wedding
Oh, oh, oh, oh
It's a great day for a white wedding
Great day (great day)
It's what we do best (best, best)
But I got this craving (craving)
For the down my chest
(But I love) the world, the world
Timberland is the vindicator to win
I can't forget!
All girls (all girls), do what you do, do better
And that this:
Bridge:
Move that body, move that, move that body!
Move that body, move that, move that body!
Move that body, move that, move that body!
Move that body, move that, move that body!
Here we go:
Chorus:
Pump it off this time now!
Make your love resound
Scream 'till you break your vocal parts
Now let me here it now, now, let me hear it!
A little, little, a little, a little more, more
A little, little, I love when I hear it loud
A little, little, a little more!
It's crazy! No sleep, no rest
It's crazy, it's what we're about to get!
(I think you should) take notes, because I'm not finished yet
(I'm talking with)all girls (all girls),
Do what you do, you do best
And that this:
Bridge:
Move that body, move that, move that body!
Move that body, move that, move that body!
Move that body, move that, move that body!
Move that body, move that, move that body!
Here we go:
Chorus:
Pump it off this time now!
Make your love resound
Scream 'till you break your vocal parts
Now let me here it now, now, let me hear it!
A little, little, a little, a little more, more
A little, little, I love when I hear it loud
A little, little, little more!
I love when I hear it real!
I love when I hear it real!
I love when I hear it real!
Uh, uh
I don't think they ready for this
Another Timbaland master piece
Uh, I dont think they ready
Uh, Timbaland the funky beat maka
I can rock the U.S. and all of Jamaica
I can make you dance and shake your butt and wiggle
When it's hot outside I eat popsicles
Check it, do you want to get freaky tonight?
I'm throwin' a house party and the stars at night
All the ladies gonna be there in they tight skirts
I'm gonna mingle a little and start to flirt
Baby, don't get an attitude
Or I have to throw your silly ass in the pool
I ain't got no time for the silly game
Timb and Maganoo, I got all the game
Now that you are peepin' my style
My kind of style
That make you buck wild
Throw your hands up in the sky
Pass me something so we all get high
Now that you are peepin' my style
My kind of style
That make you buck wild
Throw your hands up in the sky
Pass me something so we all get high
Check it, let's take it to another level
One of my fantasies, it is love in pebble
I want to take her on a cruise around the block
And make her say don't stop the body rock
I want to take her on a cruise around the block
And make her say don't stop the body rock
I want to take her on a cruise around the block
And make her say don't stop the body rock
Check it, now I'm back to my basic rhythme
Check out ill ass flow I'm about to give him
I'm a make him dance and make em shake they ass
But not to slow and not to fast
Timbaland ain't got nothin' to prove
I done did five years and pay my due
I got my mine Big E and Big Rodney
Coming strong like the freaky freaky freaky on me
I don't mean to brag, I don't mean to boast
But I got baking me some of that good French toast
Let me take it to another level, I'm the host
As I can get freaky, freaky, freaky, oh
Now that you are peepin' my style
My kind of style
That make you buck wild
Throw your hands up in the sky
Pass me something, so we all get high
Now that you are peepin' my style
My kind of style
That make you buck wild
Throw your hands up in the sky
Pass me something, so we all get high
Now that you are peepin' my style
My kind of style
That make you buck wild
Throw your hands up in the sky
Pass me something, so we all get high
Now that you are peepin' my style
My kind of style
That make you buck wild
Throw your hands up in the sky
Pass me something, so we all get high
Check it out
Repeat
I said, uh, Timbaland the funky beat maka
I can rock the U.S. and all of Jamaica
I can make you dance and shake your butt and wiggle
When it's hot outside I eat popsicles
Check it, do you want to get freaky tonight?
I'm throwin' a house party and the stars at night
All the ladies gonna be there in they tight skirts
I'm gonna mingle a little and start to flirt
Baby, don't get an attitude
Or I have to throw your silly ass in the pool
I ain't got no time for the silly game
'Cause Timb and Maganoo, we got all the game
All the game, all the game
I flippin' on all y'all like dat
You know what I'm sayin', now I got to be out
Two verses, the first verse repeats itself
Now dat, now dat you are peepin' my style
Check it
Now that you are peepin' my style
My kind of style
That make you buck wild
Throw your hands up in the sky
Pass me something, so we all get high
Now that you are peepin' my style
My kind of style
That make you buck wild
Throw your hands up in the sky
Pass me something, so we all get high
Now that you are peepin' my style
My kind of style
That make you buck wild
Throw your hands up in the sky
Uh, feel me?
To all the women across the world, we can't diss y'all
We gotta love ya, that's real, uh
To all my ladies in lingerie, never underage, who stay getting paid
Who like to take trips where the sun is shade
To my women who love to ball out
And spend all that money 'til ya fall out
I feel like a pimp with a different pimp game
With a different pimp name, with a little pimp fame
I'm loaded with cash, loaded with class, loaded with a lot of things
Even got a gat loaded for that ass
I love my mind, love my soul, love my body
I don't drink or smoke that's why I love my body
You might catch me chilling with a little short hottie
With a little piercing on her body
Yes, I get it popping, 'specially overseas
Japanese girls even love my beats
They say, "Timbaland we love you
We love the dope things that you do"
Even in London they say, "Tim, we love ya
They even call me things like wicked, and the f'n governor
That's why I can't forget y'all
That's why I had to make this roll call, uh
This is for one and all
It's so good to feel all a y'all, ooh
Make that move and just ball out, ooh
Life's too short for some time out, ooh
This is for one and all
It's so good to feel all a y'all, ooh
Make that move and just ball out, ooh
Life's too short for some time out, ooh
Back when shorty cherished the thing, yo' time was frequently saved
For us stopping and whiskey popping to the Marvin and Gaye
Sunny, don't plan tomorrow but live for today
Sunny, here's a quarter for that groovy arcade
From Cool J to Kane Dawg, we changing the game
So graphic with thangs, Pac-Man ain't looking the same
Haters, get more familiar who you robbing for change
Sebast', A.K.A. Tyler Durden's the name
Guess what people, it's the first of the month
Guess what people, I can do what I want
I can take, all my peoples on first class flights
I can buy all my home girls lightning new bikes
I'm a don when it comes to just serving girls
I'm a don so that's why nobody's in my world
'Cause Timbaland's that cool cat
A.K.A Thomas Crown, don't forget that, uh
This is for one and all
It's so good to feel all a y'all, ooh
Make that move and just ball out, ooh
Life's too short for some time out, ooh
This is for one and all
It's so good to feel all a y'all, ooh
Make that move and just ball out, ooh
Life's too short for some time out, ooh
I'm just tryna' find what I need
But I'd rather be smoking weed
Live life to the fullest, drive cars, eat hot food
Live in a mansion next to Hanson
I ain't forgot that I'm from your hood
I'm just tryna' be who you would
'Cause I hate the game, I hate the glory
I could be with y'all, it would be another story
You don't know all the things I seen
More than fame and his naked greed
They took my cash, take my name
Put it up in bright lights, I ain't got a damn right
Think I'm chilling and living large
Girl he's Mag not El Debarge
But I'm a be the man in charge in due time
All my P-town folk getting paid, bottom line
This is for one and all
It's so good to feel all a y'all, ooh
Make that move and just ball out, ooh
Life's too short for some time out, ooh
This is for one and all
It's so good to feel all a y'all, ooh
Make that move and just ball out, ooh
Didn't I tell you 'fore I left here
Don't fool no guitar
And the shit be just tearin' me up
Come on, come on
You 'bout to witness here
A little chip on my shoulder
Tim and Maganoo, let me tell you
Everyone know I'm a beast
When it comes to these beats you can copy me but
(Nigga, that shit ain't gonna work)
You can sample my drum kicks and my snare
Make yo beat and it compares
(Nigga, that shit ain't gonna work)
You can borrow my MP
Even hire Jimmy D to engineer for you
(Nigga, that shit ain't gonna work)
You can get to CD to Bill
If you get any kinda deal still
(Nigga, that shit ain't gonna work)
I been makin' that fire
Before some of you was alive, check the archive
(Nigga, that shit ain't gonna work)
Forget it if I did a beat
And let it come out with your name on the credits
(Nigga, that shit ain't gonna work)
I'm proper, nobody can stop
A nigga pull yo gun and pop a nigga, I promise
(Nigga, that shit ain't gonna work)
If you get a famous feature on your song
Ain't nobody gone sing along
(Nigga, that shit ain't gonna work)
Before y'all suckaz count me out
Before y'all suckaz count me out
Nigga, I'm a problem and still can't be figured out
Before you come out your mouth
Before you come out your mouth
Nigga, I'm a problem
Now let me shoot you some game
Don't be tryna use my name to get you some fame
(Nigga, that shit ain't gonna work)
Get you two or three platinum chains
Big body Benz on thangs ain't gon' be the same
(Nigga, that shit ain't gonna work)
I'm tired of folks takin' me for a joke
I'm 'bout to get my duct tape and my rope
Don't be surprised if somebody get choked
I'm a problem I told you before
I just couldn't hold it no more, now you know
(Nigga, that shit ain't gonna work)
Keep on playin' them games
We gon' start sprayin' them thangs
We ain't comin' to complain, somebody gone get hurt
I shouldn't have to say it again
But I will case you couldn't comprehend
(Nigga, that shit ain't gonna work)
I hate to repeat myself, you look like you need a lil' help
But even when you get it
(Nigga, that shit ain't gonna work)
You can holla and kick up dirt
Get crunk and pull off your shirt, you don't scare me
(Nigga, that shit ain't gonna work)
Before y'all suckaz count me out
Before y'all suckaz count me out
Nigga, I'm a problem and still can't be figured out
Before you come out your mouth
Before you come out your mouth
Nigga, I'm a problem
You can pay a hooker money
Put a gun to her head for the pussy but
(Nigga, that shit ain't gonna work)
You can take a time machine to my past
Kill my mom before my birth
(Nigga, that shit ain't gonna work)
If you know I'm finna kill you
Get the FBI for protection
(Nigga, that shit ain't gonna work)
Get a face job, that'll make you look like me
But you can't write like me
(Nigga, that shit ain't gonna work)
Get an application for a job
Payin' you to breathe, you best believe
(Nigga, that shit ain't gonna work)
Get a white wife, join a country club
Let Fuzzy call you nigga, nigga
(Nigga, that shit ain't gonna work)
Good face, get Mase to baptize you
I don't sympathize with you
(Nigga, that shit ain't gonna work)
Put a gun to my head, pull the trigger
My last words is,? Fuck you, nigga?
(Nigga, that shit ain't gonna work)
Before y'all suckaz count me out
Before y'all suckaz count me out
Nigga, I'm a problem and still can't be figured out
Before you come out your mouth
Before you come out your mouth
Run the track
Ooh it's it's so funky (yes it is)
It's it's so funky (15 after da hour baby)
Ooh it's it's so funky (something always happens)
It's it's so funky
Ooh it's it's so funky (it's oh so funky)
It's it's so funky (check it out)
Ooh it's it's so funky (Maganoo and Timbaland check it
out in stores)
Timbaland:
It's about 5: 15 got a call from Weezie West
Timbaland you have a check on my desk
You must pick it up by 7
Or you'll have to pick it up by 11
Wait a minute I got a meeting at 6
I can't pick it up by 7-ish
Therefore I must pick wait until tomorrow
Go to my man and ask if I can borrow
200 or 100 chips
If I get them then I dip
Now it's about 9: 15
Got a page from my girl Misdemean
Timbaland I need you to meet me out in Queens
While you on your way don't forgetto bring
My sunglasses and my show-jack
Don't forget da gat and the cigarettes
It's about 10: 15
Call on my cell it's this fine beauty queen
Timbaland make my body hot, make it steam
Shit, it's 11: 15
Got another call from another beauty queen
But I can't hit, got to see Misdemean
Here I am out in the middle of Queens
Damn near about 1: 15
Now I'm leaving Queens about 3: 15
Hopin I can hit one of my queens
So I hit about 7: 15
Then I finish at 9: 15
Tell her to wake me up at 10: 15
But she wakes me up at 11: 15
Know what I mean I'm late for weezie
15 after da hour, it's kinda cheezie
Magoo:
Early in the morn, 8: 15
Jump in the tub, rub-a-dub, get clean
Rap the listine I got from Misdemean
9: 15 dressed in all green
Dip to the parking lot
Look what I got
10: 15 meet Tim at the spot
We can make it hot
Cook it in the pot
11: 15 feed the hoe while it's hot
1: 15 got to get rubbers
Me and Lisa Lee later on beat lovers
2: 15 we like sex in the mist
3: 15 was the first time we kissed
Girl your man aint shit and you know it
4: 15 is the time I can show it
When I say suck it, it don't mean blow it
5: 15 get loot cause you broke it
Girl it aint a blunt, so dont smoke it
Better if you grab it with your hand then you choke it
6: 15, aint my day quick?
VCR tape, halloween is the flick
Drinking like a cellar, pass out drunk
7: 15 had a dream I was a monk
Timbaland:
15 after da hour everything seems to go bad you say
15 after da hour booty calls get lost in the sauce,
what's the cost?
15 after da hour, 15's a bad number know what I mean?
15 after da hour, 15, 15
(Intro: Missy Elliott)
We are the VA players
Love to the Neptunes and the Clipse
To ya bootleggers we breaking off both of ya legs
The underrated Maganoo, comin' with the unexpected
The run away slave I, Mistameanor
Escaping from all ya fraudulent players
Last but not least, the heavyweight champion, Mr. Mosley
(Verse 1: Timbaland)
It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you
Without some little nieces and nephews
To cover all the beats, and the rhymes I been through
Time's up, sorry I left you
Thinking of this, I keep repeating them hits
Like that Aaliyah, Timberlake, or Missy Elliott shit (Shit)
As you sit by the radio, hands on the dial tone
As you hear it, pump up the volume
Jump when you hear them speakers left it off (Off)
Mr. VA 'bout to set it off
Well I don't know what you heard, and I don't know what ya know
Well my folks don' told me, (YOU GOT IT! Oh)
So, "Up Jumps the Boogie", let the record work (Uh huh)
And put me on like you red alert
'Cause it's the big bad Timmy, Maganoo, and Missy
Like THREE THE HARD WAY!, comin' straight out of Virginia
(Chorus: Missy Elliott)
DJ's in the mix shows you better go to the record store and
COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord)
And to the bootleggers giving em bootlegs
We breaking off both of ya legs, COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord)
Stop burnin' CD's for ya friend and I'ma say it again, nucca
COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord)
'Cause this the hot shit, out on the streets
So when you hear this CD go and COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord)
(Verse 2: Missy Elliott)
When you say you love me, it doesn't matter
It goes into my head as just chit-chatter
You may think I'm egotistical or just very free
Won'tcha say I go tell it to, TIMOTHY!
People say I'm whack, but they don't tell me so
Let them pretend to be me, then they know
I hate when one, pretend to fantasize
Fact I despise, those who even try
Sweat between my thighs {*sniff*} never stinking
Yo dream is over, career sinking
I told all of you, like I told all of them
Whatcha say to me be, DICK TO YA CHIN!
In one ear and right out the other
"Ayyio Missy you ugly!" yeah ya mother
I don't pay attention, I don't concentrate
You ain't got the bait, that it takes to hook this, huh
(Chorus)
(Verse 3: Magoo)
I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno
I'm not a Puerto Rican but I do look up to Vagil
And understand I got the gift of speech
And it's a blessing, being from them VA streets
I talk sense condensed in the form of a poem
If I wasn't writing rhymes I'd be breaking in homes
I'm kinda young, so my gun's my security
I'm not afraid nucca do what you gon do to me
I get paid when your record is played
To put it short, heh I got it made
I'm talented, yes I'm gifted
My uppercut boy that'll get ya lifted
You got cash? man stop frontin
Living off damn every record that you cutting
My name Magoo and I roll wit two stars
Every CD we split 48 bars
My name Magoo and I'm a supadupa star
Every other month I get a brand new car!
Dj play me, don't, got me in the mood, the mood, mood
Dj play me, don't, got me in the mood, the mood, mood
Dj, dj, dj got me in the mood, the mood, mood
[Chorus]
Hello, disk jockey turn up all my levels
I need to let go, let go, let go
Hello, disk jockey play me something special
I know it's retro, retro, retro
Disk jockey play me something retro, retro, retro
Disk jockey play me something retro, retro, retro
Vero wayne, hugo boss
Top designers, I know em all
But I know something particular
Can't find em all, so you're kinda lost
Some some vintage that you pause
Stand in the mirror then your ears applause
Like oh my lord, like oh my lord
You all too kind like oh my lord
Hit the club get a couple broads
Arrange them girls from short to tall
From big to small, to the dark skin ones
To the elder boss, ...
Y'all mix more than the dj spin
Damn shame, that it come to this...
[Chorus]
Hello, disk jockey turn up all my levels
I need to let go, let go, let go
Hello, disk jockey play me something special
I know it's retro, retro, retro
Disk jockey play me something retro, retro, retro
Disk jockey play me something retro, retro, retro
She got the aqua with the covering that's a louie finish
She got a playlist mixxed with rick james and some jimi hendrix
And let me just presume, you don't do hotel rooms
Y'all girls insane can perfect pitch, just like an autotune
I'm so konichiwa, they loco like they mob
We in the same club but a different world like whitney brah
We moving similar, because the dj sucks
He just been playing the same old song until ... like
[Chorus]
Hello, disk jockey turn up all my levels
I need to let go, let go, let go
Hello, disk jockey play me something special
I know it's retro, retro, retro
Disk jockey play me something retro, retro, retro
Disk jockey play me something retro, retro, retro
This ain't no attack on the dj's man
But when I'm in the club, I wanna bounce
I wanna bounce, I wanna bounce
I wanna bounce, I wanna bounce
So why share like why care?
Cause all these girls is standing here
They tryina get loose and dance in here
Not break a nail just shake the tail
So dj, don't delay, play something that you replay
Whatever you do, don't take too long
Voice mail goes God bless me cuss Im gonna bring home to you I've seen the
world but I really haven't seen you oh you pretty girl Im gonna bring it home
I be the same when it all goes up
I be the same when it all goes down
Not the first one, open it up
I be the last one closin it out
Don't know if I'll give you a shot yet
Lil Mama I'm peepin your style
Do I think you're dope enough, yup
One way of findin it out
The way you came at me, boo
Don't care, not afraid I'm like Wild
Really want it from head to toe
Question if she gon let it out
Anyway the hour glass go
I don't worry anyhow
Why don't we see where it go
Let's figure it out
(Chorus)
When the cats come out the bats come out to playy Yeahh
In the morning after
The dawn is here, be gone be on your wayy Yeahh
In the morning after
When the cats come out the bats come out to playy Yeahh
In the morning after
The dawn is here, be gone be on your wayy Yeahh
In the morning after Dark
Owww, Oooohhh Owww
Come on SoShy
[SoShy]
I got a little secret for ya
I never sleep when comes the night
But everytime I smack my fingers
I switch back into the light
My moon belong to your sun
Your fire is burning my mind
Is it love or is it lust
Something that I just can't describe (ah)
Am I the one and only (ah)
Cause you're the only one (ah)
It felt so long and lonely (ah)
Waiting for you to come...
It's lookin bright and early
I'm willing to close my eyes
This is the unusual story
Timbo and SoShy
(Chorus)
When the cats come out the bats come out to playy Yeahh
In the morning after
The dawn is here, be gone be on your wayy Yeahh
In the morning after
When the cats come out the bats come out to playy Yeahh
In the morning after
The dawn is here, be gone be on your wayy Yeahh
In the morning after Dark
Go Nelly!
[Nelly Furtado]
I like some REM but
I don't like sleepin alone
So come and pick me up as
soon as you put down the phone
I wanna get into trouble
Later you'll carry me home
I wanna go undercover
I just wanna ride on your bone
Yes I'm the one and only, but I'm not the only one
So let's work overtime
on this shift stay up with the sun
Maybe we can start a riot
Maybe we can bomb this town
Maybe I'll be your vampire
We can figure it out!
(Chorus)
When the cats come out the bats come out to playy Yeahh
In the morning after
The dawn is here, be gone be on your wayy Yeahh
In the morning after
When the cats come out the bats come out to playy Yeahh
In the morning after
The dawn is here, be gone be on your wayy Yeahh
In the morning after Dark
Dark dark dark dark dark
In the morning after dark
Dark dark dark dark dark
In the morning after dark
Please don't leave me girl
In the morning after dark
Please don't leave me girl
(Please don't leave me girl)
When the cats come out the bats come out to playy.
When the cats come out the bats come out to playy.
Play play.
The dawn is here be on your way
When the cats come out the bats come out to playy.
Play play play.
Live and direct from the land of VA
It's Buddha radio, Buddha Brothers in your area
causin mass hysteria, your man cool DJ Law on the set
Aiyyo I'm Big B rollin and sparkin and kickin shoutouts
Gotta say whattup to Miss Missy out there
Big up to Magoo
Gotta say big up Nickie and Playa, all representin Vi. Beach
Word is bond, settin you up for the big breakdown
Buddha Brothers ain't no others now and forever
Yo this is that new joint from my man Timbaland
and son let me tell ya it's SMOKIN
Tim ya large boy!
Buddha radio peep it
What
It's that big man, from the big V.A.
Ha ha, de de, de de, day
It's that big man, from the big V.A.
Got da, ha ha, he he, hay
I got more women that Willy Wonka got choco-late
My pocket gets fatter than Jacob on twenty Ladders
All that matters is my rhyme style gets fatter
As the, jam, goes
Three years I waited, my rhyme style got constipated
It finally came in, F'd around and got debated
Glad I made it, out of the ghetto
My rhyme style is heavy, it comes out smooth, and kind of subtle
Whaaat??
Whaaat?? Kaiser back at you one mo' gen
Bringin to you all my friends
Baby girl, Aalyiah
Ginuwine, Magoo
Uhh, Nickie
Misdemeanor
Of course me
Ahh yeah
So right about now
You got to ease on back
I can't forget about Playa, one time
So you know what? Man
Me and Playa we gonna do this thing like
Yo baby, I want you to put on your dress
Cause I put on my suit
Hahahahaha
[Timbaland]
Yau [echo 2x Yau]
They still won't give me my props
Now I'm pissed off
Y'all will see the other side of me
Come on
Like this
I'm thinking 'bout what the music game might be
If a nigga didn't make his entry
Niggaz would be making them same ol' beats
Waiting on my arrivlary
Y'all niggaz gonna learn to appreciate me
Instead of always comparin' me
If I hear one more remark about me
I guess I gotta ride on my enemies
Oho oho oho oho
Oho oho oho oho - Don't make me take it there
Oho oho oho oho
Oho oho oho oho - Don't make me take it there
Oho oho oho oho
Oho oho oho oho - Don't make me take it there
Oho oho oho oho - What I will nigga
What the fuck would the music be, if it wasn't for Timothy
When the game is feverish, then I create the remedies
And crumble leads until I'm buzz and I'm laxed
And them hoes show me love in every club that I'm at
For every hood got' get back, what another nigga envy
But I swear I ain't no killer, but y'all niggaz 'bout to tempt me
To the point there the barrels empty until you gon' recent me
When Morpheus missing the desert of the real he meant me
Like a monster I am simply, do the records into three
Let my music not really be confused with anybody
'cause there's something like Mister Mohammed Ali in his prime
then I float like a butterfly and sting with the rhyme
and the mic happens ring with the nine
if it's drama let these niggaz tryin' to bring to my mind
I seem to remind that Thomas Crown is spoke
and if you don't love it you can shove a dick down your throat
I'm thinking 'bout what the music game might be
If a nigga didn't make his entry
Niggaz would be making them same ol' beats
Waiting on my arrivlary
Y'all niggaz gonna learn to appreciate me
Instead of always comparin' me
If I hear one more remark about me
I guess I gotta ride on my enemies
Oho oho oho oho
Oho oho oho oho - Don't make me take it there
Oho oho oho oho
Oho oho oho oho - Don't make me take it there
Oho oho oho oho
Oho oho oho oho - Don't make me take it there
Oho oho oho oho - What I will nigga
Look at my eyes nigga, wakin' up early in the morning to the sun rise nigga
Momma yelling rise nigga get up out that bed snoarin'
if you want it go get it fuck havin' to beg for it
Even if you gotta break your neck I'm a releg for it
I said listen to behind a hot roller bread for it
Contemplating know how to work my math and bred story
I don't work my fingers to the bone until they bled storin'
So you can say that I'm a giant a preacher of habit
walking over these watches squaking the reach in the head with
niggaz watching me go free not just a week in my marriage
with the game in the cabbage with my name and my status
but I remain as the baddest motherfucker 's established
and I 'm still at it grounding that Hennessey straight popping that still mad at
Down at my enemies' face and you're like a kill habit
In front of my enemies' face I shit like a steal rabbit
To show I'm his real static and hold me ideal at it
With my poker face until I at least make a mil at it
At least make a meal love it I'm hungry and still clutch it
All for that mil ticket outta that steal lovin'
[Frank Lee White]
Well I was riding 95 to Virginia the other day
And I thought to myself ain't this where Timbaland used to stay
I heard he moved to New York City but he work in Miami
Only time he back round here is when he visit his granny
Now ain't it funny how the money make a man change
But shit Timmy I don't think he changed a damn things
'xcept the rap game and bust the track game
shit he be gobbeling the grammies like he pac-man
can you get with that man let's gone take it back to the roots
before them backpacking rappers with them hoodies and boots
before Sam Goddie and MTV
before these killers and these hundred dollar billars feeling making MC
before the white rap explosion before the corrosion
when we was just getting started and them doo's wouldn't open
it was people like Timmy who was kickin' them in
shit whatcha cookin' in that kitchen again
some shit like that
[Timbaland]
I'm thinking 'bout what the music game might be
If a nigga didn't make his entry
Niggaz would be making them same ol' beats
Waiting on my arrivlary
Y'all niggaz gonna learn to appreciate me
Instead of always comparin' me
If I hear one more remark about me
I guess I gotta ride on my enemies
Oho oho oho oho
Oho oho oho oho - Don't make me take it there
Oho oho oho oho
Oho oho oho oho - Don't make me take it there
Oho oho oho oho
Oho oho oho oho - Don't make me take it there
(aaliyah and missy: bridge)
say what
you look good
(say it two times)
you look good good
(say it three times)
you look good good good
(say it four times)
oh oh oh oh good
(verse 1)
i, i, like the way, way you get down, down
(thats the way i like it)
you're the kinda guy
that makes my feel proud
don't have to show you're the boy, oh
i, i, like you the way that you are
(chorus)
i like my man undercover
smooth dark brotha
fly to the bone
you don't need no fly jeep
to come and scoop me
you can drive what you own
(thats the way i like it)
a man undercover
smooth black brotha
fly to the bone
don't need no Gucci sweater
to make you look better
you can wear what you own
i, i, love, love the way that you smile, smile
you, you the type of guy
that got his own style
all i want to do is be with you
you, you got me feelin
the way that i do
chorus
bridge
(timbaland)
we be freakin up in my jeep (my jeep)
listenin to this phat L P (L B)
lets cruise around the town (the town)
i'm diggin you are you diggin me
Let's hop on my Harley Dave (Harley Dave)
it cost about 20K (20K)
what it takes me to persuade (persuade)
turn ten night in to day (to day)
i never seen a girl (a girl)
who hypnotize like you (like you)
who walk just like you (like you)
who talk just like you (like you)
i wanna be your lover (your lover)
that ill type brotha (brotha)
baby girl baby girl (baby girl)
we can keep it undercover
Lets Go, Uh Uh Yeah
Yes Indeed Ladiez N Gentlemen
By All Means
From New York
The Biggest Drastik
Bald Headed King
Dj EEEEEEESSS - NS
Trip My Man
Timbaland
Magoo
Another Funk Stacey Joint
Word Up
C'Mon
Yeah Uh Uh
Uh Uh
New York New York C'mon
ATL Durty South C'mon
L A Cats C'Mon, D C Cats C'Mon
East Coast West Coast
SNS C'Mon
Tim Rpt 2x
Who Keep Ya Jumpin
Who Keep Ya Heads Bangin In All Those Party's
Who Keep Ya Droppin Them Bows
Is Me Yall(rpt3x)
Dj SNS Ya'll
it's Me Ya'll
Its Mag N U Ya'll
Its Its Us Ya'll
Timbaland verse 1:
Girl, Let me bring your body back up to date..
I like what you got, but not in '08..
See something's wrong with your love machine..
So let me tighten up your fluids - fluids..
I know i'm the one to smash you up..
I did it before n it's makin it work..
You know I know what to do with them parts..
So let me put them back together - gether.. [c'mon]
Chorus (James Faunleroy):
We gotta put it back together..
It never stays smashed forever..
[But were do you start with so many parts..
Always try to put it back together..
You can try.. Take your time..
You'll get it back the way you had in mind..
We gotta put it back together..
even if it takes forever.
Timbaland second verse:
I know you don't mind if I take my time..
Im under your hood the rest of the night..
I don't even need directions from you..
But i'm gonna get an erection from you..
You're lookin so ready im almost done..
You got every part you need, 'cept for one more..
You missin the piece I got it on me..
Now let's emerge together - gether..
Chorus (James Faunleroy):
We gotta put it back together..
It never stays smashed forever..
But were do you start with so many parts..
Always try to put it back together..
You can try.. Take your time..
You'll get it back the way you had in mind..
We gotta put it back together..
even if it takes forever.
( Instrumental break )
