It's Tim and Maganoo again, uh
It's Tim and Maganoo again, ah, ah
It's Tim and Maganoo again
Let me talk to ya
[Verse 1 - Timbaland]
I remember those days when I was holdin back
When Star Crunch was a popular snack
Would you buy you that, sneak the rest in my nuts
You know that Johnny Appleseed and that frozen cup
We grew up, but ain't you sister Jean cousin (cousin)
Just cause we older that don't mean nothin (nothin)
We still could hit the beacon, a couple of Bible meetings
Live right just like the deacons and backslide on the weekend
Now things change, not just your new love
See you never used to trip off material stuff
So I ain't mad at dude cause he rimmed up his truck
Just mad at you, you clumsy klutz
And it's no suprise how I'm feelin inside
So the only thing you ever probably did for my eye
Used to tears in the bucket, I hope you dummies loved it
Although it's over, you still my soldier (my soldier)
[Chorus - Timbaland]
Cause I got love for ya
Can I get a hug from ya?
I'm not tryna point the finger and judge ya
Cause I make mistakes like you
I forgive ya boo
You can keep the things that I brought ya
I'm not tryna play correctional officer
I'm just tryna take them burdens off of ya
Cause I make mistakes like you
I forgive ya boo
[Verse 2 - Magoo]
I first met ya at the strip club
Instead of one, had to give ya two dubs
Right from sight baby, I was past love
It must be the fact, opposites attract
Do the addition, it's a one on one thing, and I'ma lace you with bling
Cause the way you make me feel is an incredible thing
But you had to hurt me, made love to my best friend
But just like "Chucky" I'ma stay 't
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[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 mo'
Catch me in the studio, what? Doing a do
Give me 10 minutes, I'll hook you up with joint that's mean
>From New York, VA to Cali, all points in between
Timbo I even bowed it down in NO
And every corner that I flow
You know I get it on
Timbo, I even bowed it down in NO
And every corner that I flow
I get it on
[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 w
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[Verse 1: Timbaland]
I'll be with you on your way to work
When your car turns on, you'll probably hear me
You can't run your car without me (Without me)
Want a deal, costs you a hundred G's
I am, I am
[Chorus: Static]
I am music
I'm melodies and harmonies
Stereo and mono
On the radio, the radio
I said I am music
I'm simply dope beats
Intros and drum rolls
On the radio, the radio
[Verse 2: Static]
I'll meet you at a summer jam
I'm with you PM or AM
I'll work out with you when you're at the gym
And when you clean the house, I'll be in the den
Cuz I am
[Chorus 2: Static & Timbaland]
I am music
Melodies, harmonies
Mono, stereo, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
I am music
Simply dope beats
Tempos, drum rolls, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh
[Intro - Timbaland - talking]
Oh!
You know what?
(Wyclef: good good good)
I go through a lot, since my baby girl's not here
Life ain't been the same for me
Li Li I miss you very much
I want you to hear my pain that I go through (go through ...)
[Verse 1 - Timbaland] + (Wyclef Jean)
It's been three years (AH!), livin this fast life
I think on it, I know one day I won't have life
People don't know me over the time B
They don't wanna know me, they wanna know my G's
Li I quit, things ain't the same no more
But I'ma do my thing 'til there ain't no more (yeah)
I got a plan, I wonder how far it can go
I demand the best for myself, that's all I know
I, done seen the world become
Products of a revolution that we begun (yeah)
Make me wanna split a swisher, I need me one
They keep on coping more deed than one
That's why I say ..
[Break - Timbaland]
I know you like my shoes, cause you walkin my shoes
And would you be prepared to see (would ya?)
A life full of money and a life full of girls
But a heart that's really in deed (feel my pain)
A lot of people yellin ("we love ya Timbaland")
But I know y'all really envy(ooo)
I don't know who's in my corner, don't know where is my corner
But I gotta grab onto Li
So I must ..
[Chorus - Wyclef Jean]
Hey, Timbaland you gotta hold on (hold on)
But you got to be strong
the pains almost over
(Timbaland: My pain almost over)
Look towards the sky, there's only one Jehovah
(Timbaland: I can't quit yet), you can't quit
You gotta hold on, you got to be strong
(Timbaland: Uh, my pain almost over)
Look towards the sky, there's only one Jehovah
[Verse 2 - Magoo] + (Wyclef Jean)
Pain, can
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[Timbaland - talking]
Uh, what's up girl
Why you trippin on me?
I thought we was past that
Feel me?
Alright let me talk to ya, uh
[Chorus - Timbaland - w/ ad libs]
C'mon baby what's the hold up
You carryin me like your school folder
I want your dinner, not your cold cuts
Why you keep givin me the cold shoulder?
(Shorty)
C'mon baby what's the hold up
You carryin me like your school folder
I want your dinner, not your cold cuts
Why you keep givin me the cold shoulder?
(Cause I'm that fly)
[Verse 1 - Magoo]
When I'm alone in my room, sometimes I stare at the wall
And I think of them times when you was lickin my balls
I never came in your face, you said you hated the taste
That's a disgrace, I'd rather put my cum inside your weight plate
You comfortable now? You need your toes massaged
I'm oblaged to rub 'em down, first I put on da barges
With your favorite song, you need to take off the thong
Go head, nibble on my neck, your doin it wrong
We could be doin it, and doin it, and doin it wild
I wanna lick on you and lick on you, I like when you smile
I'll be in town next week, can I keep an erection?
Twelve pack of Lifestyles is my choice of protection
See I'm more than pimperific, let me be more specific
On a scale of one to ten, my sex is so terrific
It's like I'm Rick James "Superfreaky" things
I put a hot dog in your bum that sure to make you cum
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Timbaland]
Uh, it was a teenage love, a, a, a teenage love
And I told her, don't hurt me again
Actin like the vaughn a vo in my living room den
Like it never took much to really get you back then
Just some college ruled paper and my ball point pen
Crackers, pimp juice, and my cran
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[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'
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Hey baby girl, looking all grown up
I wanna know where did you come from
The heat begin to ..i warm up
And we’re about to go in plane…
Let’s party hard, and just move something
The vibe is right and it goes, goes, goes on like you
Chorus:
Such a beautiful crowd
We’re standing on chairs with our hands up in the air
Girls getting real loud
They’re blowing in the wind
We’re standing on chairWith the hands up in the air
With the hands up in the air
With the hands up in the air
With the hands up in the air
With the hands up in the air
If you’re standing on them soft couch cushions
Careful not to break your concentration
Maintain sexy as she maintains balance
Balance, if you fall, baby girl it won’t be cute at all
Drinking, you look me roughly in the eye
Only comes dancing, holding on…
Plus you’re the music, plus you’re the light,
…equals one hell of a night, and now i’m talking about
Chorus:
Such a beautiful crowd
We’re standing on chairs with our hands up in the air
Girls getting real loud
They’re blowing in the wind
We’re standing on chair with the hands up in the air
With the hands up in the air
With the hands up in the air
With the hands up in the air
With the hands up in the air
I got my eyes closed
Jumping up and down, baby i’m…
I got my eyes closed
Listen to the sounds so hypnotizing
And i bet before the night in
I won’t find one…
Take her home, get it the next morning
Baby girl, give me that one more… before you go!
I got my eyes closed (baby i got my)
I got my eyes closed (baby i got my)
I got my eyes closed (baby i got my)
[Timbaland]
Is it going? Is it going?
Is it going? Is it going?
I don't know.. what you're lookin' for
ooooh
yupper
[Nelly Furtado]
I'm the type of girl to look you dead in the eye-eye
I'm real as it come if you don't know why I'm fly
Seen you tryna switch it up but girl you ain't that dope
I'm a Wonder Woman, let me go get my rope
I'm a supermodel and mami, see mami
Amnesty International got Bangkok to Montauk on lock
love my ass and my abs in the video of "Promiscuous"
My style is ri-dic-dic-diculous, 'diculous, 'diculous
[Nelly + (Justin)]
If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice
If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night
We ain't here to hurt nobody
(So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me)
Wanna see you work your body
(So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me)
[Timbaland]
When Timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands
I get a half a mil' for my beats, you get a couple gra-an-and
Never gon' see the day that I ain't got the upper hand
I'm respected from Californ-I-A, all the way down to Japan
I'm a real producer and you just a piano man
Your songs don't top the charts, I heard 'em, I'm not a fa-an-an
Niggas talkin' greasy, I'm the one that gave them they chance
Somebody need to tell them that they can't do it like I can
[Nelly + (Justin)]
If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice
If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night
We ain't hear 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]
What? Can y'all feel this? (repeat 4X)
Ooh Snap!
My head throbbin
As I ride in my 3-4-8 mobbin
Listen to the buddha brothers
6 to 10 there aint no other
Playin my favorite jams
On 1-0-3 Jams
I got my man Big D, Big Rodney
In case somebody want to rob me
We going to Military Circle (echo Circle)
Virginia's tight that's why they gotta keep a curfew (echo curfew)
It's time to get something to eat
Oh snap, there's my man Kumbalee
And my girl Missy
Who she role wit? Who she be wit? Who she role wit? Who she be wit?
Total, Da Brat, Lil Kim, Lil Cease and Puffy
Can I get a ride?
Tonight, tonight
Can I get a ride?
Tonight, tonight
Chorus:
I can feel it (8X)
Timbaland (behind the chorus)
What?
Yeah, yeah
What?
Yeah, yeah
Can you feel me baby?
Yeah, yeah
Can you feel me?
[Timbaland]
Jimmy D turn my scale up
Give me that boom da boom whaeeeeeeerrrrr
It's time to change my style, my rythym, my ism, my prism, my beat manurism
Gee, where's my lack of fear?
My five-thousand and one gear, Missy baby you oughtta hear
Like next year, your album bigger each day
It rolls like a queen size waterbad, uh
The people in the label's chillin
As Timbaland is making a big killin
What? uh What? uh
Of money baby
Check it out
Chorus
Timbaland (behind the chorus):
What?
I can feel it
Can you feel it?
Throw your hands up
Ludacris (verse 1)
I be that ni**a named Luda a.k.a. L-O-V-A, L-O-V-A f**k that s**t ni**a what u
wanna say one time, south side lets ride. And if u like what u do, so what ya
feel then I know u gone mark my word cuz y'all drop s**t like birds then it's
about that time 4 ya a** to get served. Just lay it on down, just lay it on
down while we relax to the type raps and the tight tracks that that ni**a
Timbaland put down. Oh yes!letz get it on down to tha nitty grit don't have no
time 4 tha petty s**t cuz I got mo d**k then a lil bit. And time fly's when I'm
havin fun, I can make a ho get like Forrest Gump and just run baby run. I guess
that they can't handle it this brotha's just to scandoluz if u don't wanna get
freaked get up out my just like ina ambulance. Getti up getti up ride on to tha
real and let death tell the fate and tell ya boyfriend just to chill don't
playa hate sit back relax and take ofy ya shoes while I gotta tell ya what I
wants to do (uh ohhhhhhhhh) yea.
(chorus) Let me touch it(let me touch it) let me feel it(let me feel it) like
me grab it( let me grab it)fat rabbit ( fat rabbit) REPEAT.
Fatter the fat facts like a dub sack showin them where that luvs at so open up
ya eye's and get a surprise like in cracka jacks. Punan don happy givin up that
nappy dug out get tha cut up then I cut out why u dtandin there with ya but out
(whoooo) and it's alwayz in the back of my mind wherever the place whenever the
time even in college park after dark Imma get that sunshine. Closer then close
closer then most then I'm all up in ya 4 beginna give me a thigh, breast, and
leg, like Mrs. Winner. and let dinner b served can I get it ona platter shatter
ya bladd
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