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Timbaland Şarkı Sözleri ( Lyrics ) 2 Man Show Hold Up Yall Hold Up Not Yet Hold Up Now... Go Head Go Head Like That. Yeah... Mmm 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 Huh Oh 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... Timbaland |
3:30 In The Morning 3:30 In The Morning Oh 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 I'ma let 'em know I'm dedicated to my honey... Timbaland |
Apologize Apologize I'm holding on your rope Got me ten feet off the ground And I'm hearing what you say But I just can't make a sound You tell me that you need me Then you go and cut me down But wait... You tell me that you're sorry Didn't think I'd turn around and say.. That it's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late I'd take another chance, take a fall, take a shot for you And I need you like a heart needs a beat (But that's nothing new) Yeah yeah I loved you with a fire red, now it's turning blue And you say Sorry like the Angel Heaven let me think was you, But I'm afraid It's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late Woahooo woah It's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologize, yeah yeah I said it's too late to apologize, a yeah I'm holding your rope Got me ten feet off the ground... Timbaland |
Birthday Birthday [Playa] 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 Yeah.. yeahhh, yeahhhahhh... Timbaland |
Boardmeeting Boardmeeting 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 feining for your body parts You said you lonely and you need it bad Come and see me when you wanna to start And where we going you don't have to ask Come in my sight? with the 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 Come in my sight? with the 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 Come in my sight? with the 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 Watch this... Timbaland |
Bombay Bombay Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum Ooowwwhooaa (guys) Ahhhhhhh (carries on through) [Punjabi Chick] Yeah [Timbaland] Mere Zindagi Tere Ho gayhe (My life has become your property) Mere Gaan (My life or My Love) Mere Gaan Come on [Timbaland] Oooooo (carries on through) Ye Diwanagi Huh? [Timbaland] Na roke kubi (May this infactuation never end) Mere Gaan Mere Gaan Yeah [Timbaland] Mere Zindagi Tere Ho gayhe (My life has become your property) Bring it Back [Timbaland] Ye Diwandigi na roke kubi (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 Diwandigi na roke kubi (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] Ahja tu ahja mere saminay tu ahja jaanu (Come on baby come to me or come in front of me) Haah! [Timbaland] Kitna tashowu gay, kitna bolowo gay muchay tum (how much will you tease me, how much will you call me) Haah! [Timbaland] Ahja tu ahja mere saminay tu ahja jaanu (Come on baby come to me or come in front of me) O! [Timbaland] Kitna tashowu gay, kitna bolowo gay muchay tum (how much will you tease me, how much will you call me) Fricky fricky ahh [DJ scratch beatbox again...Timbaland] Owwwwwwhooooooooo [Punjabi Chick] There aint no way in the world im gonna leave you baby [Timbaland] Owwwwwwhoooooooo [Punjabi Chick] Your my teasure and i got the key to ya baby [Timbaland] Owwwwwwhoooooooooo [Punjabi Chick] Let's ride on my Titanic baby (...if u know what i mean) [Timbaland] Owwwwwwhoooooooooo [Punjabi Chick] Being in love goes down as one of the greatest [Timbaland] Owwwwwwhoooooooooo [Punjabi Chick] Theres no me without you (you) [Timbaland] Owwwwwwhoooooooooo [Punjabi Chick] Baby girl you make my dream come true [Timbaland] Sing it to me Tu hay tu hay, Hum yaha hay (you are you are, we are here) Aahoo chulay, ish jahan say (come on let go from this place) Aahoo millay, zazah millay (come on lets meet, lets meet ecstasy) Ubb hum bahoto, ek ho jahay (now let us both, become one) Hey hey hey hey 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 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 Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa I like that uh Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa Fricky fricky break owwh [DJ scratch beat boxing] Pum pum pum pum pa rum Digga doh, doh doh digga doh [Punjabi Chick] Doh [Timbaland] Digga doh digga doh digga doh [Punjabi Chick] Doh [Timbaland] Digga doh, doh doh digga doh [Punjabi Chick] Doh [Timbaland] Digga doh digga doh digga doh [Punjabi Chick] Haah! [Timbaland] Digga doh, doh doh digga doh [Punjabi Chick] Digga doh digga doh digga doh [Punjabi Chick] Beebay [Timbaland] Digga doh, doh doh digga doh [Punjabi Chick] Digga doh digga doh digga doh [Punjabi Chick] Beebay [Timbaland] Rooooaaaaaah [Timbaland] Timbaland |
Bounce Bounce (Tempo has reached critical level) (Tempo has reached critical level) Huh... bounce... ooh I like you... bounce... C'mere girl, c'mere girl, c'mere girl, bounce C'mere girl, c'mere girl, c'mere girl, bounce C'mere girl, c'mere girl, c'mere girl, bounce C'mere girl, c'mere girl, let me talk to you [Timbaland] Let me see them big titties, don't act saddity you ain't pretty Break bread if you wanna get wit' me, all I wanna do is dig off in them kidneys Tell ya boyfriend he better mind his business, 'fore he end up in the trunk of my Bentley I am still a boss, he can't hit me, he ain't got enough paper to deal wit' me Baby girl wanna two step wit' me, turn around rub ya ass up against me Whoa, lil' mama done got tipsy, and then tonight, tomorrow you're history All you haters wit' that hoe sh*t miss me, I stay strapped security don't frisk me Set it off 'til this muthafu*ka empty, I turn around do the same sh*t next week Come on [Timbaland & Justin Timberlake] Bounce (like yo' ass had the hiccups) Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up) Bounce (why you lookin' so sad? baby girl you need to cheer up) Bounce (I got the remedy, it's you on me and me on you And you on me and me on you and you on her Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me Then me on y'all and y'all on me Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh) [Dr. Dre] OOH! There she go, just what the Doc's been lookin' foShe just what I need, black and Chinese like Sum Yung Ho I got a bungalow, we can diappear for a week or so (yeah) I got a steady young flow, super bowl wit' it like I'm Dungy yo (oh) Yes, congratulations, you won a millionaire invitation Sorry I'm so demandin', but save the dancin', for back at the mansion and Ain't, this money handsome? Ain't, that a panty anthem? I kill me, just like you, from the back you'll see [Timbaland & Justin Timberlake] Bounce (like yo' ass had the hiccups) Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up) Bounce (why you lookin' so sad? baby girl you need to cheer up) Bounce (I got the remedy, it's you on me and me on you And you on me and me on you and you on her Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me Then me on y'all and y'all on me Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh) [Missy Elliott] Hold up! Hell naw! Like Britney Spears I wear no draws In the club I drink it up, gulp gulp drink it up Got Patron sippin' in my cup, that's ya man I bet I can make him look When he see the jugs he wanna rush and get a quick touch of the big ol' butt Mmhmm big ol' butt, thick legs, big ol' jugs, legs stick like rims on the truck Take him to the crib, yep, we gon' fu*k, you can call me a freak I like to get buck I don't have to do much to make you get it up Some young hoe she worth two dollars, I'm worth more dollars that make a beauty parlors I pop collars, c-c-c-collars, I don't buy shots I only buy the bottles Only rich girls, we only buy the bottles And like a porn star I'm best when I swallow [Timbaland & Justin Timberlake] Bounce (like yo' ass had the hiccups) Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up) Bounce (why you lookin' so sad? baby girl you need to cheer up) Bounce (I got the remedy, it's you on me and me on you And you on me and me on you and you on her Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me Then me on y'all and y'all on me Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh) Timbaland |
Bringin' It Bringin' It 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 mutha****in 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 **** 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 ****in 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 **** 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, Nıgga 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 mother****ers 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 Know about this, what... Timbaland |
Can't Nobody Can't Nobody [Timbaland] 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? [1 Life] 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 [Babe Blue] 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 [1 Life] 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 [All] [1] - 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?) [Babe Blue] 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 [1 Life] 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 [Lil' Man] 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 Who we are today... Timbaland |
Come & Get Me Come & Get Me 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 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 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 Mother****er 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 ****ed Kid 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, **** 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 **** 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... Timbaland |
Come Around Come Around 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 mother****in 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 Don't get it twisted baby girl, baby boy 'cause Timbaland ain't dead... Timbaland |
Elevator Elevator [Timbaland] Hey Girl you're comin' with me your comin' with me Hey Girl you're comin' with me your comin' with me Hey Girl you're comin' with me your comin' with me Hey Girl you're comin, ' come on... Talk to me girl, Let me tell you girl. Got you stuck on my elevator. Get it up.On my ehh o ehh oh. [Flo Rida] Hey My first flo step want a gold digging woman Money cash flow all big faced honeys Frontin' on the floor got them d-boys running Shorty got both broke can't see what's cominWear them apple bottoms, wear them apple bottoms honey Dolce and Gabbana and she get up on my money Louie Von See the carrots on her wrist now she pimps bugs bunny Used to date Kanye now she want me While I got my juice wanna take my OJ It ain't her birthday with her name on a cake If I ever play for grade A [Timbaland] Got you stuck on my On my elevator Get it up, on my elevator Check it out! First floor, stuck on the gold digger Second floor, stuck on the dime piece Third floor, stuck on the hood rat Fourth floor, freak it I don't know cause She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator She's stuck on my... [Flo Rida] She gotta nail kit, she gotta hair kit She gotta a Gucci bag, her brand new outfit Stuck on my elevator, she on the second floor Now I want you to break it down, DJ turn it up some more Hey, dime piece girl turned to Internet hottie Little mama got that top model body South Beach preach throwing back-a-that bacardi I'll bet you that brand new Fararri [Timbaland] Got you stuck on my On my elevator Get it up, on my elevator Check it out! First floor, stuck on the gold digger Second floor, stuck on the dime piece Third floor, stuck on the hood rat Fourth floor, freak it I don't know, cause... She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator She's stuck on my... [Flo Rida] My third floor stuck on the hood rat charm Cut, take boy Hollyhood act charm Short tennis skirt, now she got me in the zone Tatoo,Tight broach, bump the low ring tone Roll up [? ] don't smoke arizona One night stand one night with the clan One night, one time broke her off 10 grand. Project all the way gutta all day Shorty don't fake she'll put it in your face Three stories while them hood rats beg [Timbaland] Got you stuck on my On my elevator Get it up, on my elevator Check it out! First floor, stuck on the gold digger Second floor, stuck on the dime piece Third floor, stuck on the hood rat Fourth floor, freak it I don't know, cause... She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator She's stuck on my... Timbaland |
Fantasy Fantasy 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?) Just lookin at you shorty lights a flame inside (inside), Im wondering if you can come and help put out the fire (fire), But you can get at 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, Im 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. 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 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 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 Touch it, touch it, feel it, Roll around it, and if you like, Taste it, taste it, and Embrace it again a second time, Dont you waste it, youll regret it, Cause I can satisfy, any fantasy that you can come with, can I. 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.. Wildest thang, (you have) ever dreamed boy... Timbaland |
Fat Rabbit Fat Rabbit [Ludichris - Verse One] I be that nigga named Ludi a k a L-O-V-A L-O-V-A **** 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) Yea [Timbaland (Crowds)] 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) [Ludichris] 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) Yea [Timbaland (Crowds)] 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) [Ludichris] 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) Yea [Crowds] 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 [Timbaland] Wha, uh huh Yea 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 West Coast... Timbaland |
Give It To Me Give It To Me is it going is it going is it going is it going? I don't know what you're looking for [Nelly] I'm the type of girl that'll look you dead in the eye (eye) I'm real as they come if you don't know why im fly-y-y-y-y seen ya try to switch it up but girl you ain't got to I'm the wonderwoman let me go get my ropes I'm a supermodel and mummy, si mummy amnesty international got bankrupt (im on top, on lock) you love my ass and my abs and the video called promiscuous my style is miticulous-s-s-s-s if you see us in the club we'll be acting 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 [Timbaland] when timbo is in the party everbody put up their hands I get a half a mill for my beats you get a couple grand-d-d-d-d 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 the piano man your song gonna top the charts, I heard em, I'm not a fan-n-n-n-n (like said before...you know what they say here).... talkin greasy im the one that gave them they chance somebody need to tell em they can't do it like I can if you see us in the club we'll be acting 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 [JT] Could you speak up and stop the mumbling I don't think you're getting clear. Sitting 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 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 Cuz our run will never be over; not at least until we say if you see us in the club we'll be acting 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 acting 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 acting 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... Timbaland |
Hello Hello Lord, Aint nobody think we comin like dis They kno what im talkin bout homeboy... [Keri & Timbaland] 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 [Timbaland] 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 [Keri & Timbaland] 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 [Keri Hilson] Smooth with the flow get you where you goinYou 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 [Keri & Timbaland] 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 [Attitude - Rap] 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 [Keri & Timbaland] 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... Timbaland |
Here We Come Here We Come [Timbaland] Another one [Playa] [1] - 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 [Magoo] 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" [Timbaland] 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 [Missy] 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 [Magoo] 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 [Timbaland] 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? [Missy] 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! [Missy] 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 [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) Timbaland |
I Get It On I Get It On What's up Jack? [Lil' Man] 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 [Timb] 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 moCatch 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 [Lil' Man] 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) [Timb] 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 [Lil' Man] 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 [Bassey] 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 nuthinNigga'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 [Timb & Lil' Man] And I told ya'll we won't miss, what? [Lil Man] 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 Play on playa... Timbaland |
Indian Flute Indian Flute Oh! Come here shorty. I like you. What? You like me too? I don't understand what you're saying but let me talk to you. I got my eyes on you (mera raja) Baby let me tell you that are the truth (tu mera raja) I love your Indian flute (mera raja) Oh da da do da da do da do (sing it to me) Jab se hamara milan tha (sing it to me) Tabh se hamara pyar hua (sing it to me) Zara sa choom loo toh kya (but I can't understand a word you're saying) Bari mushkil hai abh bach na Baby, I've been eyeing you away from afar Teri akhiyo meh sabh kuch dekha Thanks for the props but to me, you the star Na dekhiyo main tojhe bhool na ja Let's get it on tonight. Why wait for tomorrow? Come on timmy show me how bad you are? Aaja sohniye mainey pyar kiya! oh! I got my eyes on you (mera raja) Baby let me tell you that are the truth (tu mera raja) I love your Indian flute (mera raja) Oh da da do da da do da do (sing it to me) Jab se hamara milan tha (sing it to me) Tabh se hamara pyar hua (sing it to me) Zara sa choom loo toh kya (but I can't understand a word you're saying) Abh toh bataana mein kya karoo Baby you sure you wanna sleep next to mOo when it's 3, all that's on the TV is Kung Fu **** around with a nigga and end up on top of you Dil kehta hai zindagi hai tu You weren't the first, best believe fo' sho' there's been a few Come on mag`n oo because I'm feeling you Aaja soniye pura kurta hoo! oh! I got my eyes on you (mera raja) Baby let me tell you that are the truth (tu mera raja) I love your Indian flute (mera raja) Oh da da do da da do da do (sing it to me) Jab se hamara milan tha (sing it to me) Tabh se hamara pyar hua (sing it to me) Zara sa choom loo toh kya (but I can't understand a word you're saying) Tere baho mein abh jaa le awoo Go slow and I'll direct you're every move like a young Benny Boom after beatin' up your womb No need to put on perfume, baby girl you leaving soon Kabhi mere pass oh jaan-e-aaja Nobody gotta know your thong was maroon Teri huna You know, after creepin' out my room Tu hi mera Just so your man don't assume (sing it to him) Jabhise hamara milan tha (sing it to him) Tabhise hum dono deewana (sing it to him) Tabhi toh hum masti me kho ja Zara choom loo to kya hua I got my eyes on you (mera raja) Baby let me tell you that are the truth (tu mera raja) I love your Indian flute (mera raja) Oh da da do da da do da do (sing it to me) Jab se hamara milan tha (sing it to me) Tabh se hamara pyar hua (sing it to me) Zara sa choom loo toh kya (but I can't understand a word you're saying) Timbaland |
John Blaze John Blaze [Missy] Uhh, yo Uhh.. uhh Uhh, yo yo John Blaze, John Blaze Uhh, uh-huh Uhh, UHH, mm-hmm, mm-hmm Yo John Blaze, ehehehe [Aaliyah - (Missy)] 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 [Missy - Aaliyah] 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 [Aaliyah] 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 You look John Blaze, John Blaze... Timbaland |
Keep It Real Keep It Real [Timbaland] Uh huh, uh huh Uh, uh, uh uh (oogie oogie overlaps) Ginuwine [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 [Ginuwine (Timbaland)] 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 [Ginuwine ] 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 [Timbaland] 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 Wha wah wha... Timbaland |
Kill Yourself Kill Yourself 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 **** Wit Me I Wont **** Wichu, We Can Do It Howeva U Wanna Do, Nigga If U Dont **** Wit Me I Wont **** 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 ****, 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 **** Wit Me I Wont **** Wichu, We Can Do It Howeva U Wanna Do, Nigga If U Dont **** Wit Me I Wont **** 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 **** 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... You're All Going To Die Down Here... Timbaland |
Leavin Leavin Oh, Uh, Uh, Let's go, Uh, Uh [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 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 [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 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 [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 **** 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 **** 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 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... Timbaland |
Lobster & Scrimp Lobster & Scrimp [Jay-Z] 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 **** of it Your wife love my shit, know who you ****in 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 **** 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!" [1] - 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? [Timbaland] Gotta be, 10-4 I'm in the 5-speed now so I shift to fo [Jay-Z] Mash my foot on the gas til it hit the floor [Timbo] Tires left skid marks, whoa [Jay-Z] Shit's about to start [Timbo] How we got there? [Jay-Z] Snatched the case of Crist' up out the car Can you stand the rain cause it's pourin now [Timbo] I hope she likes porno flicks cause she starrin now! [Jay-Z] If the answer is no, she speakin foreign now [Timbo] Just let a brotha know, I turn my car around [Jay-Z] 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 [BOTH] We about to cook [Jay-Z] with no recipe now -- to the mornin, then [BOTH] Let's be out! [Timbaland] 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 Bounce... Timbaland |
Miscommunication Miscommunication [Timbaland:] Oh! Two step. Oh! Let me talk to you girl [Keri:] What? [Timbaland:] 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 [Keri:] 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 complaininwhat'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 [Sebastian:] 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 if you ever get a minute holla at yo' boy... Timbaland |
Oh Timbaland Oh Timbaland 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, And 1 day am gon dip, but a won't be hard to find... Timbaland |
One & Only One & Only 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 [Patrick Stump (Timbaland)] Wipe that smile off your ****ing face (Let me say to you) Wipe that smile off your face (Let me say to you) Wipe that smile off your ****ing face (Let me say to you) Wipe that smile off your face (Let me say to you) [(Patrick Stump):] 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 [Patrick Stump] 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 [Patrick Stump (Timbaland)] (Let me say to you) Wipe that smile off your ****ing face (Let me say to you) Wipe that smile off your face (Let me say to you) Wipe that smile off your ****ing face (Let me say to you) Wipe that smile off your face (Let me say to you) [(Patrick Stump)] [Timbaland] 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 **** 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 Why don't you... Timbaland |
Put 'Em On Put 'Em On 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) [Timb] 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 staA 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 [Static] 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 [Timb] Pick it pick it pick it up [Yoshamine] 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 coughinAnd 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 [Static] 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, **** with this, it'll get you so most [Yoshamine] When she get crucial forget about what chu used to Cuz I'm here to pay dues too, nigga put it to the back sayinI'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 MagLot of people gonna wanna see me stand stagnant, but it ain't gonna happen Sound completely like Twista, or get mean like MistaFor 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 We got you in the zone, put your hands in the air... Timbaland |
Release Release Alright Hey Clap Oh 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 movinThe 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 I am out of control... Timbaland |
Scream Scream 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, everybody's feeling right Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody'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, everybody's feeling right (Scream) Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right (Oh) Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right (You make me scream) Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right I love it babe, got me here doing things I`d never do Can hold me downs, why I'm here making sure, things are up for you (get it) Like a getaway , for the lights go off, you turn on I love this place, cause I can hear the echo when you make me ah Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right (If your feeling good) Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right (Let me know) Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right (Scream) Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right (Show me it feels good) 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 (Don't you fight it) If you like it, Ooh (Why don't you) Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right (Scream) Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right (Scream) Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right () Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right (Uh, Sing it) If you love me girl Why don't you If it feels good why don't you (sing it) Uh, if you love me girl, why don't you just Cause when it feels good it (don't fight it) If you like it Yeah, Don't fight it, ooh Yeah, If you like it, ooh Don't you like that It feels so good,don?t it? Grab my hand baby Take a walk on the beach, clear your minds Hold your string here Don't you like that beat You do? What else you like? Hmm I can accommodate that Oh you like my swagger? You like how I changed it up? I like it too baby But for now, Hey 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 It's about to end baby, but don't you stop Keep it going Keep it going Keep it going Bring it over here Sit on my lap Kiss me No no no, right here Yeah Oh i like that Ooh i like that Ooh I'mma stop bullshitting, ha ha... Timbaland |
She's Dangerous She's Dangerous She's got an appetit that won't stop The way that she's dancing should be against the law She likes to show off Her body act like the life for a party And make it hard for you to keep her And it's just a matter of time For it starts to play with your mind She's supersonic and her eyes are so hypnotic, yeah I used to think that she was innocent, girl. She's got the passion That girl is dangerous Better be careful That girl is dangerous You learn the Hard way That girl is dangerous She's dangerous, dangerous She's got the passion That girl is dangerous Better be careful That girl is dangerous You learn the Hard way That girl is dangerous She's dangerous, dangerous She'll do anything for a good time She'll break your back it sounds like last time She's so exotic and it's so amazing She's the perfect girl for any occasion And it's just a matter of time For she starts to play with your mind That girl is evil and her love should be illegal You'll get to close her fear all ... wanna be her She's got the passion That girl is dangerous Better be careful That girl is dangerous You learn the hard way That girl is dangerous She's dangerous, dangerous She's got the passion That girl is dangerous Better be careful That girl is dangerous You learn the hard way That girl is dangerous She's dangerous, dangerous... Timbaland |
Talking On The Phone Talking On The Phone [Missy] 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 [Kelly] 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 [Kelly] 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 You 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) [Missy] 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 **** witDid you hear this? Did you get this? Watch Missy flip like an acrobatic My automatic Tongue tactic Flows like this Be the mutha****in' shit [shit echoes] [Alien voice] 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 [Kelly] 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 [Alien voice] 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 [Kelly] 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) You 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) [Alien] Come to the light, Kelly! Timbaland |
The Way I Are The Way I Are [Timbaland] 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'll be the perfect soulmates Talk to me girl [Keri Hilson] Oh, baby, it's alright now, you ain't gotta flaunt 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 [Keri Hilson & (Timbaland)] 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 you 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, I like, I like [Timbaland] 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 love you best Talk to me girl [Keri Hilson] Oh, baby, it's alright now, you ain't gotta flaunt 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 [Keri Hilson & (Timbaland)] 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 you 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 [D.O.E.] 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 moSo listen baby girl, when I make it I want you back, want you back, yeah... Timbaland |
Throw It On Me Throw It On Me [Timbaland] 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 [Chorus - The Hives & (Timbaland)] 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) [Timbaland] 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 ! [Chorus - The Hives & (Timbaland)] 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) [Timbaland] 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!) [The Hives & (Timbaland)] 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) Timbaland |
Time Time [Timbaland:] 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 Wants Revenge):] 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 Laws he never gave Fall Back On Reasons That We Know Won't Stand A Chance Watching Our Shoulders Like A Memory From The Past I tell her easy but Her Hands They Find A Way Confusing Passion For The Laws he never gave [Timbaland:] 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 Was Honest But Bye Girl... Timbaland |
To My To My [Tim] It don't stop [Nas] Can't stop [Tim] Say what? [Nas] Play your parts [Tim] Uh-huh, it don't stop [Nas] Nas Esco[Tim] Say what? Huh, uh-huh [Tim] Uh-huh, it don't stop [Tim] Uh, uh-huh, uh, uh, uh [Tim] It don't stop, what? [Nas] Yea yea, Brave-hearts [Tim] Guess what y'all? Check it [Nas] 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, **** 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 NasBuffet 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 [Nas] 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 [Mad Skillz] 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 ****in up rap Who's ****in 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 [Timbaland] Yo commme see The big man with the diamonds and the fly Bentleys Ladies loooooovve me; niggaz say "Timbaland's really rappin, what the **** is up B?" Jealllousy 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 What? Timbaland |
What Cha Know About This What Cha Know About This [Timbaland] 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 [Mocha] 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 [Timbaland and Babe Blue ] 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? [Mocha] 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 [Timbaland] Babe Blue [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? [Timbaland] It ain't over! [Babe Blue] 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 [Timbaland] 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 What cha know about this, ha? Timbaland |
What Cha Talkin' 'bout What Cha Talkin' 'bout (What cha talkin' 'bout?) [Lil' Man] Uh oh Ha ha, what? Uh oh, what? [Timb] Told y'all [Lil' Man] What? [Timb] Told y'all [Lil' Man] What? Check it out [Lil' Man] I'm the Lil' Man, join with the Timbaland People walkin' around sayin' to theyself "Damn!" People can't realize who the **** 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 [Timb] I'm the ill nigga that loves Chips Ahoy [Lil' Man] Timbaland where you at? [Timb] 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? [Static] 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 [Lil' Man & Timbaland] [1] - 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 [Lil' Man] 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 [Timb] 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 [Magoo] 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 **** until I'm stuck Order the main course, four bitches, I'm serving duck How da **** you payin' a bitch just to ****? 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 **** 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 [Timb] 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 For the '98... Timbaland |
Who Am I Who Am I [Timbaland talking:] 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? Uh [clapping] Say what? Thats right Thank you, thank you, thank you [laughing] Uh right now, Ima bring a special guest in He gon' rip it for me, like this, check it out [Twista] 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 mutha****a 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 mutha****as 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? [Timbaland] 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 We out... Timbaland |
Wit' Yo' Bad Self Wit' Yo' Bad Self [Timbaland] 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 [Mad 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 [Timbaland ] (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 [Mad Skillz] 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 [Mad Skillz] 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" [Timbaland] Uhh, what, uh huh What, like that, what Timbaland, what Mad Skillz, uhh Collabo', what Don't go, baby Don't go, baby baby Don't go... Timbaland |
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