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from Timbaland & Magoo - Present (2009)
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Ooh, it's it's so funky (yes it is) It's it's so funky (15 after da hour baby) Ooh, it's it's so funky (something always happens) It's it's so funky Ooh, it's it's so funky (it's oh so funky) It's it's so funky (check it out) Ooh, it's it's so funky (Maganoo and Timbaland, check it out in stores) <i>[Timbaland:]</i> It's about 5:15 got a call from Weezie West Timbaland you have a check on my desk You must pick it up by 7 Or you'll have to pick it up by 11 Wait a minute I got a meeting at 6 I can't pick it up by 7-ish Therefore I must pick wait until tomorrow Go to my man and ask if I can borrow 200 or 100 chips If I get them then I dip Now it's about 9:15 Got a page from my girl Misdemean Timbaland I need you to meet me out in Queens While you on your way don't forgetto bring My sunglasses and my show-jack Don't forget da gat and the cigarettes It's about 10:15 Call on my cell it's this fine beauty queen Timbaland make my body hot, make it steam Shit, it's 11:15 Got another call from another beauty queen But I can't hit, got to see Misdemean Here I am out in the middle of Queens Damn near about 1:15 Now I'm leaving Queens about 3:15 Hopin I can hit one of my queens So I hit about 7:15 Then I finish at 9:15 Tell her to wake me up at 10:15 But she wakes me up at 11:15 Know what I mean I'm late for weezie 15 after da hour, it's kinda cheezie <i>[Magoo:]</i> Early in the morn, 8:15 Jump in the tub, rub-a-dub, get clean Rap the listine I got from Misdemean 9:15 dressed in all green Dip to the parking lot Look what I got 10:15 meet Tim at the spot We can make it hot Cook it in the pot 11:15 feed the hoe while it's hot 1:15 got to get rubbers Me and Lisa Lee later on beat lovers 2:15 we like sex in the mist 3:15 was the first time we kissed Girl your man aint shit and you know it 4:15 is the time I can show it When I say suck it, it don't mean blow it 5:15 get loot cause you broke it Girl it aint a blunt, so dont smoke it Better if you grab it with your hand then you choke it 6:15, aint my day quick? VCR tape, halloween is the flick Drinking like a cellar, pass out drunk 7:15 had a dream I was a monk <i>[Timbaland:]</i> 15 after da hour everything seems to go bad you say dag 15 after da hour booty calls get lost in the sauce, what's the cost? 15 after da hour, 15's a bad number know what I mean? 15 after da hour, 15, 15 Say what? |
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from Timbaland & Magoo - Welcome To Our World (1997)
Run the track
Ooh, it's it's so funky (yes it is) It's it's so funky (15 after da hour baby) Ooh, it's it's so funky (something always happens) It's it's so funky Ooh, it's it's so funky (it's oh so funky) It's it's so funky (check it out) Ooh, it's it's so funky (Maganoo and Timbaland, check it out in stores) <i>[Timbaland:]</i> It's about 5:15 got a call from Weezie West Timbaland you have a check on my desk You must pick it up by 7 Or you'll have to pick it up by 11 Wait a minute I got a meeting at 6 I can't pick it up by 7-ish Therefore I must pick wait until tomorrow Go to my man and ask if I can borrow 200 or 100 chips If I get them then I dip Now it's about 9:15 Got a page from my girl Misdemean Timbaland I need you to meet me out in Queens While you on your way don't forgetto bring My sunglasses and my show-jack Don't forget da gat and the cigarettes It's about 10:15 Call on my cell it's this fine beauty queen Timbaland make my body hot, make it steam Shit, it's 11:15 Got another call from another beauty queen But I can't hit, got to see Misdemean Here I am out in the middle of Queens Damn near about 1:15 Now I'm leaving Queens about 3:15 Hopin I can hit one of my queens So I hit about 7:15 Then I finish at 9:15 Tell her to wake me up at 10:15 But she wakes me up at 11:15 Know what I mean I'm late for weezie 15 after da hour, it's kinda cheezie <i>[Magoo:]</i> Early in the morn, 8:15 Jump in the tub, rub-a-dub, get clean Rap the listine I got from Misdemean 9:15 dressed in all green Dip to the parking lot Look what I got 10:15 meet Tim at the spot We can make it hot Cook it in the pot 11:15 feed the hoe while it's hot 1:15 got to get rubbers Me and Lisa Lee later on beat lovers 2:15 we like sex in the mist 3:15 was the first time we kissed Girl your man aint shit and you know it 4:15 is the time I can show it When I say suck it, it don't mean blow it 5:15 get loot cause you broke it Girl it aint a blunt, so dont smoke it Better if you grab it with your hand then you choke it 6:15, aint my day quick? VCR tape, halloween is the flick Drinking like a cellar, pass out drunk 7:15 had a dream I was a monk <i>[Timbaland:]</i> 15 after da hour everything seems to go bad you say dag 15 after da hour booty calls get lost in the sauce, what's the cost? 15 after da hour, 15's a bad number know what I mean? 15 after da hour, 15, 15 Say what? |
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from Timbaland - Presents: Shock Value (2007)
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 Shock Value Me N Eltan John Signing Out |
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from Timbaland - Shock Value (2008)
Hold up Elton Hold up Not yet Elton Hold up Let the beat ride for a second Now Go head John Go head John I like that Yeah Mmm Let's smooth it out Let's smooth it out Break it down like this Yeah Yeah Yeah Uh huh Uh huh Yeah Yeah Move it out like this Bring it in I heard that Come on and play that back I'm really feeling that I'm on this last track It's just a regular 2 man show Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh I said I heard that Come on and play that back I'm really feeling that I'm on this last track It's just a regular 2 man show Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Don't it sound good to ya Don't you agree Don't it sound good to ya Don't you agree Yeah yeah Say what Break it down for me Slow it up Yeah Uh huh Come on Elton Break it down Go What Huh Oh I heard that Come on and play that back I'm really feeling that I'm on this last track It's just a regular 2 man show Sound So Good Don't You Agree I heard that Come on and play that back I'm really feeling that I'm on this last track It's just a regular 2 man show 2 man show that is me and Elton John Don't it sound good to ya Don't you agree Don't it sound good to ya Don't you agree Listen to me right here Yeah I like that What Gimmie that gimmie that I like that Come on yall Take it to the high level Go higher then that baby Higher Switch it up I like that Uh uh Kill em Yeah ease it out for them I like that Now grab yo cigar Grab yo lady Hug her tight and tell her that you love her Uh huh Uh huh Uh huh It's been a pleasure yall Shock Value is now officially over Me Elton John Signing out |
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from Timbaland - Tim's Bio (1998)
Oh Well well well well mmm Oh ho oh oh oh ho oh Mmm mmm uh uh Oh yeah Oh yeah yea Verse One 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... Chorus 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 Verse Two 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 Chorus 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 Bridge No one but you I'll be coming home to you No one but you Even if it's after two Chorus 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 |
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from Demi Lovato - Unbroken (2011)
진짜좋은 팝과 가..
seshr Don`t Let Me Fall Lenka Never Knew I Needed Ne-Yo Free Loop Daniel Pow.. 곡 77 | 담기 18 | 추천 6 |
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from Timbaland & Magoo - Indecent Proposal (2001)
Uh, feel me?
To all the women across the world, we can't diss y'all We gotta love ya, that's real, uh To all my ladies in lingerie, never underage, who stay gettin paid Who like to take trips where the sun is shade To my women who love to ball out And spend all that money 'til ya fall out I feel like a pimp with a different pimp game with a different pimp name, with a little pimp fame I'm loaded with cash, loaded with class, loaded with a lot of things Even got a gat loaded for that ass I love my mind, love my soul, love my body I don't drink or smoke that's why I love my body You might catch me chillin with a little short hottie With a little piercin on her body Yes, I get it poppin, 'specially overseas Japenese girls even love my beats They say, "Timbaland we love you We love the dope things that you do" Even in London they say, "Tim, we love ya" They even call me things like wicked, and the f'n governer That's why I can't forget y'all That's why I had to make this roll call, uh *This here's for one and all It's so good to feel all a y'all, oooh Make that move and just ball out, oooh Life's too short for some time out, oooh This here's for one and all It's so good to feel all a y'all, oooh Make that move and just ball out, oooh Life's too short for some time out, oooh Back when shorty cherished the thing, yo' time was frequently saved for us stoppin and whiskey poppin to the Marvin and Gaye (Sonny, don't plan tomorrow but live for today) (Sonny, here's a quarter for that groovy arcade) From Cool J to Kane dawg, we changin the game So graphic with thangs, Pac-Man ain't lookin the same Haters, get more familiar who you robbin for change Sebast', a.k.a. Tyler Durden's the name Guess what people, it's the first of the month Guess what people, I can do what I want I can take, all my peoples on first class flights I can buy all my homegirls lightning new bikes I'm a don when it comes to just servin girls I'm a don so that's why nobody's in my world 'Cause Timabaland's that cool cat Aka Thomas Crown, don't forget that, uh *Repeat I'm just tryna' find what I need But I'd rather be smokin weed Live life to the fullest, drive cars, eat hot food Live in a mansion next to Hanson I ain't forgot that I'm from yo' hood I'm just tryna' be who you would Cause I hate the game, I hate the glory I could be with y'all, it would be another story You don't know all the things I seen More than fame and his naked greed They took my cash, take my name Put it up in bright lights, I ain't got a damn right Think I'm chillin and livin large Girl he's Mag not El DeBarge But I'm a be the man in charge in due time All my P-Town folk gettin paid, bottom line *Repeat This here's for one and all |
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from Timbaland & Magoo - Present (2009)
<i>[Timbaland]</i>
Uh, feel me? To all the women across the world, we can't diss y'all We gotta love ya, that's real, uh To all my ladies in lingerie, never underage, who stay gettin paid Who like to take trips where the sun is shade To my women who love to ball out And spend all that money 'til ya fall out I feel like a pimp with a different pimp game with a different pimp name, with a little pimp fame I'm loaded with cash, loaded with class, loaded with a lot of things Even got a gat loaded for that ass I love my mind, love my soul, love my body I don't drink or smoke that's why I love my body You might catch me chillin with a little short hottie With a little piercin on her body Yes, I get it poppin, 'specially overseas Japenese girls even love my beats They say, "Timbaland we love you We love the dope things that you do" Even in London they say, "Tim, we love ya" They even call me things like wicked, and the f'n governer That's why I can't forget y'all That's why I had to make this roll call, uh <i>[Chorus - Tweet]</i> This here's for one and all It's so good to feel all a y'all, oooh Make that move and just ball out, oooh Life's too short for some time out, oooh This here's for one and all It's so good to feel all a y'all, oooh Make that move and just ball out, oooh Life's too short for some time out, oooh <i>[Sebastian]</i> Back when shorty cherished the thing, yo' time was frequently saved for us stoppin and whiskey poppin to the Marvin and Gaye (Sonny, don't plan tomorrow but live for today) (Sonny, here's a quarter for that groovy arcade) From Cool J to Kane dawg, we changin the game So graphic with thangs, Pac-Man ain't lookin the same Haters, get more familiar who you robbin for change Sebast', a.k.a. Tyler Durden's the name <i>[Timbaland]</i> Guess what people, it's the first of the month Guess what people, I can do what I want I can take, all my peoples on first class flights I can buy all my homegirls lightning new bikes I'm a don when it comes to just servin girls I'm a don so that's why nobody's in my world 'Cause Timabaland's that cool cat Aka Thomas Crown, don't forget that, uh <i>[Chorus]</i> <i>[Tweet]</i> I'm just tryna' find what I need But I'd rather be smokin weed <i>[Magoo]</i> Live life to the fullest, drive cars, eat hot food Live in a mansion next to Hanson <i>[T]</i> I ain't forgot that I'm from yo' hood I'm just tryna' be who you would <i>[M]</i> Cause I hate the game, I hate the glory I could be with y'all, it would be another story <i>[T]</i> You don't know all the things I seen More than fame and his naked greed <i>[M]</i> They took my cash, take my name Put it up in bright lights, I ain't got a damn right <i>[T]</i> Think I'm chillin and livin large Girl he's Mag not El DeBarge <i>[M]</i> But I'm a be the man in charge in due time All my P-Town folk gettin paid, bottom line <i>[Chorus]</i> |
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from Ian Carey, Rosette - Amnesia [single] (2012)
Staring at me, scratching your head with that bewildered look on your face
You don't quite seem to recollect, it's as if there isn't a trace Of all the reasons that I got you babe All the ways you've done me wrong Maybe I can't drive your memory By the time I'm done with this song You're a liar, a cheat, unfaithful don (unfaithful don) You throw away all our love and trust (love and trust) It's so hard to see just who you are You've been tricking with them before Amnesia I, I think you got me all wrong, girl Amnesia I think, I think you got me all wrong Amnesia I, I think you got me all wrong, girl Amnesia I think you got me all wrong I know that you'd rather forget all of the pain you caused me inside You need a good reality check, that's why I'm walking out of your life So all the images start flashing back and the picture is restored Let me resurrect your solid past 'til there ain't no dying anymore You're a liar, a cheat, unfaithful don (unfaithful don) You throw away all our love and trust (love and trust) It's so hard to see just who you are You've been tricking with them before Amnesia She said I got amnesia No cards girl, I'm no reader That dress make me believe her She's striding like a diva Got a glimpse, go out for her features I got approval from all my people Is she the one, is she a keeper? Cause you never know our love baby Get a taste of this fame, baby, baby! Oh no, you got me I never cheat, not me Don't get left out alone You're a liar, a cheat, unfaithful don (unfaithful don) You throw away all our love and trust (love and trust) It's so hard to see just who you are You've been tricking with them before Amnesia I, I think you got me all wrong, girl (I think that I don't) I think, I think you got me all wrong (You're playing your first) I wouldn't do you like that (Yes, yes you would) I think you got me all wrong, girl (No) I think you got me all wrong, girl (I think that I don't) I think, I think you got me all wrong (You're playing your first) I wouldn't do you like that (Yes, yes you would) I think you got me all wrong, girl |
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from Timbaland - Presents: Shock Value (2007)
I'm holding on your rope Got me ten feet off the ground 난지금당신의로프로지상에서10feet높이에매달려있어요 And I'm hearing what you say 당신이내말하는게들려요.. But I just can't make a sound 하지만난아무런소리도낼수가없어요 You tell me that you need me 당신은내가필요하다고해놓곤... Then you go and cut me down 이제와나를떠나가겠다고(잘라내겠다고)내게말하네요 But wait... 하지만기다려요... You tell me that you're sorry 당신이내게말하네요미안하다고 Didn't think I'd turn around and say.. 자신의마음이변할줄은몰랐다고.. That it's too late to apologize, it's too late 그러나이미사과하기엔너무늦었어요 너무늦었어요... I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late 사과하기엔너무 늦었어요너무 늦었다구요.. I'd take another chance, take a fall, take a shot for you 로프에서내려와다시한번기회를가지고싶어요, 단지당신을위해서다시노력해보고싶어요 And I need you like a heart needs a beat 심장이심장의박동이필요하듯나도당신이필요해요 But that's nothing new 그렇지만새로울것도없는얘기인가요.. I loved you with a fire red, now it's turning blue 나는당신을불과같은열정으로사랑했지만, 그열정은점점차갑게식어가네요 And you say Sorry like an angel, heavens let me think was you, 그리고당신은천사인양내게미안하다말하네요 난당신밖엔없다고생각하는데... But I'm afraid 난두려워요 It's too late to apologize, it's too late 이미사과하기엔너무 늦었어요 너무늦었어요 I said it's too late to apologizes, it's too late (Woahooo woah) 사과하기엔 너무 늦었어요너무 늦었다구요.. It's too late to apologize, it's too late 사과하기엔너무 늦었어요 너무늦었어요 I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late 사과하기엔 너무 늦었어요 너무늦었어요 I said it's too late to apologize, yeah yeah 사과하기엔 너무 늦었어요 I said it's too late to apologize, a yeah 사과하기엔 너무 늦었어요 I'm holding your rope 난당신의로프에매달려 Got me ten feet off the ground... 땅위에서10피트높이에떠있어요.. I'm holding on your rope Got me ten feet off the ground 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 Yeah Oh ooh I'd take another chance Take a fall Take a shot for you Oh And I need you like a heart needs a beat but it'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 Whoa oh 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 (Too late) I said it's too late to apologize Yeah (Too late) I'm holding on your rope Got me ten feet off the ground |
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from Timbaland - Apologize [single] (2007)
I'm holding on a rope Got me 10 feet off the ground And I'm hearin' what you say But I'm 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 난 지금 당신의 로프에 10피트 높이에 매달려있어요 당신이 내게 말하는게 들리지만 난 아무소리도 낼수가 없어요 당신에겐 내가 필요하다고 나를 내려놓을거라고 당신은 내게 말하네요 하지만 기다려요 당신이 내게 말하네요 미안하다고 당신의 마음이 변할줄은 몰랐다고 That it's too late to apologize It's Too late I said it's too late to apologize It's Too late 그러나 이미 사과하기엔 너무 늦었어요 너무 늦었어요 그러나 이미 사과하기엔 너무 늦었어요 너무 늦었어요 I'd take another chance Take a fall take a shot for you I need you like a heart needs a beat It's nothing new 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 로프에서 내려와 다시한번 기회를 가지고 싶어요 단지 당신을 위해서 심장 박동이 필요하듯 나도 당신이 필요해요 새로울것도 없는 애기내요 당신을 불과 같은 열정으로 사랑했지만 그 열정은 점점 차갑게 식어가네요 그리고 당신은 천사인양 내게 미안하다 말하네요 하지만 난 두려워요 That it's too late to apologize It's Too late I said it's too late to apologize It's Too late 그러나 이미 사과하기엔 너무 늦었어요 너무늦었어요 그러나 이미 사과하기엔 너무 늦었어요 너무늦었어요 I'm holding on a rope Got me 10 feet off the ground 난 지금 당신의 로프에 10피트 높이에 매달려있어요 |
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from Timbaland - Apologize [single] (2007)
I'm holding on your rope Got me 10 feet off the ground And i'm hear in what you say but i just can't make a sound 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 To late... oh... I'd take another chance, take a fall, take a shot from you I need you i like a heart needs a beat, it's nothing new Yeah, yeah I loved you with a fire red now it's turnin blue and you say Sorry, like tha angel heaven le tme think you 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 Oh... oh... 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... I said it's too late to apologize Yeah... I'm holding on your rope Got me 10 feet off... the ground |
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from Timbaland - Shock Value (2008)
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 it's nothing new yeah yeah I loved you with the 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 whoa 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 I said it's too late to apologize yeah I'm holding on your rope got me ten feet off the ground |
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from 50 Cent - Curtis (2007)
<b>50 Cent</b>
Something special Unforgettable 50 Cent-Cent Justin-tin Timbaland-land Goddamn, damn She, she, she want it, I wanna give it to her She know that it's right here for her I wanna see her break it down I'm ballin', throwin' money around She a workin girl, she work the pole She break it down, she take it low She fine as hell, she 'bout the dough She doing her thing out on the floor Her money, money, she makin', makin' Look at the way she shakin', shakin' Make you want to touch it, make you want to taste it Have you lustin' for her, go crazy face it now Don't stop, get it, get it The way she shakin' make you want to hit it Think she double jointed from the way she splitted Got you're head fucked up from the way she did it She's so much more than you're used to She knows just how to move to seduce you She gone do the right thing and touch the right spot Dance in you're lap till you're ready to pop <b>50 Cent and Justin Timberlake</b> She always ready, when you want it, she want it Like a nympho, the info, I show you where to meet her On the late night till daylight, the club jumpin' If you want a good time, she gone give you what you want <b>Justin Timberlake</b> Lemme talk to ya Baby, this a new age, you like my new craze Let's get together - maybe we can start a new phase The smokes got the club all hazy, spotlights don't do you justice baby Why don't you come over here? You got me saying AYO I'm tired of using technology Why don't you sit down on top of me AYO I'm tired of using technology I need you right in front of me Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it Ooh, she wants it, soo I got to give it to her Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it Ooh, she wants it, soo I got to give it to her <b>Timbaland</b> Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you <b>50 Cent</b> Got a thing for that thing she got The way she make it tick, the way she make it pop Make it rain for her so she don't stop I ain't got to move, I can sit and watch In her fantasy, it's plain to see Just how it be, on me, backstrokin', sweat soaking All into my set sheets When she ready to ride, I'm ready to roll I'll be in this bitch till the club close Watchin' her do her thing on all fours Now that that there should be against the law From side to side, let the ride break it down-down-down You know I like when you hike and you throw it all around Different style, different move, damn I like the way you move Girl, you got me thinking 'bout all the things I do to you Let's get it poppin' shorty we can switch positions From the couch to the counters in my kitchen <b>Justin Timberlake</b> Lemme talk to ya Baby, this a new age, you like my new craze Let's get together - maybe we can start a new phase The smokes got the club all hazy, spotlights don't do you justice baby Why don't you come over here? You got me saying AYO I'm tired of using technology Why don't you sit down on top of me AYO I'm tired of using technology I need you right in front of me Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it Ooh, she wants it, soo I got to give it to her Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it Ooh, she wants it, soo I got to give it to her <b>Timbaland</b> Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you |
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from Timbaland & Magoo - Indecent Proposal (2001)
(Pop a Dom boo, what, c'mon)
[Petey Pablo] It's the dippy dippy don now you heard that Let's take you back, where the original Tim the bird at? I got shit here to make you down on twelve-pack Call Rudy, tell him hook us up a twenty sack C'mon c'mon c'mon, we ballin y'all Where my cats think you feel me at? Alla y'all, and when we earn that They finally let the dish and the pan Then I start with some cash Let me get to Virginia (V-A) link up with Timbaland Now I'm bustin they ass Now they callin me The Incredible Man I'ma shit it sick like YEAHHH And there is one thing to understand Y'all know what it is and Petey is just what I am Spit what I spit cause I don't give a damn Spin like just like y'all spin at the mall in blue drawers On some du-rag, it's 'bout to be the all that is New broad, new day, new cars, new motherfuckin deal Heyyyyyy [Chorus: Petey Pablo] Heyyyyyyyyyy baby bubba If y'all feel it let me hear you say Heyyyyyyyyyy baby bubba We lost the music selector Heyyyyyyyyyy baby bubba If y'all feel it let me hear you say Heyyyeyyyeyyyyy baby bubba Well he caught me in the van, the gun chat lean fah-ward [Timbaland] Check me out in my black Trans-Am dippin on that man, who that be? TIM-BA-land, now haters wanna get at me Just because we three brothers dippin in the FLY RIDE He don't care though, nigga we just three FLY GUYS all up in your local mall pickin all your local broads HOLLA - if you wanna get into a local brawl We the in-timidators, y'all in-timidated by our bling bling ring ring, and I can't debate it LOWRIDERS (bzz bzzt) hittin on switches As we PASS BY YA (bzz bzzt) in sun fire - c'mon! What y'all need to do is throw that shit up, shit up For the cool amigos with Tequila in the gut What y'all know about them Southern girls with them big butts? What y'all know about them buckshots bustin from a truck? Yeah, yeah - that's that Southern hospitality The come of the me, the come of the Pete The come of the 'goo, the come of the G [Chorus] [Magoo] Mag spit it 'til I die fucker You wit your label kissin ass like a damn sucker Meanwhile, Mag in Virginia in some house shoes, watchin the news Do my album when I'm ready, tell my label to sue If I got it I'ma get 'em, it's cornered and sell some (?) from N-Y to floater while I'm humpin your daughter Stayin in the French quarter and listen to Juvenile I like that South shit, all my niggaz is wild You gotta come up with a new plan, I'm sayin man South boys ain't fuckin playin - check them This week got OutKast and No Limit, and Eightball Scarface, Ludacris, and Goodie Mob, UHH We do it country cause we proud of this shit All those that wanna hate on hip-hop can eat a dick I ain't a thug and I ain't tryna be They tryna take my love man and it bothered me [Chorus] - repeat 2X |
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from Timbaland - Tim's Bio (1998)
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 The sweet TV with the VCR And I did it I did this for your birthday Happy birthday birthday baby! 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 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 |
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from Timbaland - Presents: Shock Value (2007)
Clap ya hands everybody
if you got what it takes I'm timbo and I want you to know that these are the brakes Uhhuh uhhuh Hey get ya back up off the wall Uhhuh uhhuh Hey get ya back up off the wall Uhhuh uhhuh Hey get ya back up off the wall Uhhuh uhhuh Let me tell ya You got me fiending 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 cipher put 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 meeting I know a quiet place where we can talk Girl relax and let me do my thing Baby I don't wanna break your heart I just want to make you say my name Come in my cipher put that blunt in the air Let me seduce you let me play in your hair I see that you're hyper let's take it upstairs Hey girl Let's have a meeting 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 feind 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 cipher put that blunt in the air Let me seduce you let me play in your hair I see that you're hyper let's take it upstairs Hey girl Let's have a meeting meeting Uhhuh uhhuh Get ya back up off the wall Uhhuh uhhuh Hey Get ya back up off the wall Uhhuh uhhuh Get ya back up off the wall Uhhuh uhhuh Meeting's ajourned Huh the meeting's just begun Watch this |
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from Timbaland - Shock Value (2008)
Clap ya hands everybody
if you got what it takes I'm timbo and I want you to know that these are the brakes Uhhuh uhhuh Hey get ya back up off the wall Uhhuh uhhuh Hey get ya back up off the wall Uhhuh uhhuh Hey get ya back up off the wall Uhhuh uhhuh Let me tell ya You got me fiending 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 cipher put 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 meeting I know a quiet place where we can talk Girl relax and let me do my thing Baby I don't wanna break your heart I just want to make you say my name Come in my cipher put that blunt in the air Let me seduce you let me play in your hair I see that you're hyper let's take it upstairs Hey girl Let's have a meeting 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 feind 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 cipher put that blunt in the air Let me seduce you let me play in your hair I see that you're hyper let's take it upstairs Hey girl Let's have a meeting meeting Uhhuh uhhuh Get ya back up off the wall Uhhuh uhhuh Hey Get ya back up off the wall Uhhuh uhhuh Get ya back up off the wall Uhhuh uhhuh Meeting's ajourned Huh the meeting's just begun Watch this |
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from Timbaland - Presents: Shock Value (2007)
Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum
Ooowwwhooaa (guys) Ahhhhhhhhhh (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] Ooooooooooo (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] Owwwwwwhooooooooooooo [Punjabi Chick] There aint no way in the world im gonna leave you baby [Timbaland] Owwwwwwhooooooooooooo [Punjabi Chick] Your my teasure and i got the key to ya baby [Timbaland] Owwwwwwhooooooooooooo [Punjabi Chick] Let's ride on my Titanic baby (...if u know what i mean) [Timbaland] Owwwwwwhooooooooooooo [Punjabi Chick] Being in love goes down as one of the greatest [Timbaland] Owwwwwwhooooooooooooo [Punjabi Chick] Theres no me without you (you) [Timbaland] Owwwwwwhooooooooooooo [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 [repeats+carries on through] Pa pum pum pa pa ra [repeats+carries on through] Put it up yo Give it to me hey! Put it up yo Give it to me come on Put it up yo Give it to me hey! Put it up yo Give it to me hey! Put it up yo Give it to me hey! Put it up yo Break it down now Ah ah ah ah [repeats+carries on through] Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa I like that uh Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa I like that uh Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa I like that uh Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa I like that uh Ahhwooahhhaaa [repeats+carries on through] Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa I like that uh Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa Fricky fricky break owwh [DJ scratch beat boxing] Pum pum pum pum pa rum [repeats+carries on through] 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] |
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from Timbaland - Shock Value (2008)
Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum Mere Zindagi Tere Ho gayhe Mere Gaan Mere Gaan Ye Diwanagi Na roke kubi Mere Gaan Mere Gaan Mere Zindagi Tere Ho gayhe Bring it Back Ye Diwandigi na roke kubi Bring it Back Mere Zindagi Tere Ho gayhe Bring it Back Ye Diwandigi na roke kubi Break it down Mudhoss hayra dil mai bat kiya Say What ah ha ha ha Pucho Na ah ha ha ha Pucho Na Mudhoss hayra dil mai bat kiya ah ha ha ha Pucho Na ah ha ha ha Fricky fricky dumm Ahja tu ahja mere saminay tu ahja jaanu Kitna tashowu gay tum kitna bolowo gay muchay tum Ahja tu ahja mere saminay tu ahja jaanu Kitna tashowu gay tum kitna bolowo gay fricky fricky ahh owwwwwwhooooooooooooo There ain't no way in the world i'm gonna leave you baby owwwwwwhooooooooooooo Your my tresor and i got the key to ya baby owwwwwwhooooooooooooo Let's ride on my Titanic baby owwwwwwhooooooooooooo Being in love goes down as one of the greatest owwwwwwhooooooooooooo there's no me without you you owwwwwwhooooooooooooo baby girl you make my dream come true Sing it to me Tu hay tu hay Hum yaha hay Aahoo chulay ish jahan say Aahoo millay zazah millay Ubb hum bahoto ek ho jahay 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 ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa I like that uh ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa I like that uh ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa I like that uh ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa Fricky fricky break owwh digga doh doh doh digga doh doh digga doh digga doh digga doh doh digga doh doh doh digga doh doh digga doh digga doh digga doh Haah digga doh doh doh digga doh digga doh digga doh digga doh digga doh doh doh digga doh digga doh digga doh digga doh rooooaaaaaah |
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from Timbaland - Presents: Shock Value (2007)
C'mere girl, c'mere girlz, c'mere girl, bounce
C'mere girl, c'mere girl, let me talk to you [Verse 1 - 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 shit miss me, I stay strapped security don't frisk me Set it off 'til this muthafucka empty, I turn around do the same shit next week Come on [Chorus] - 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) [Verse 2 - Dr. Dre] OOH! There she go, just what the Doc's been lookin' fo' She just what I need, black and Chinese like Sum Yung Ho I got a bungalow, we can dissappear 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 [Verse 3 - 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' fuck, 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 Like a porn star I'm best when I swallow |
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from Timbaland - Tim's Bio (1998)
What Yo yo yo yo yo yo Ha ha It ain't over baby It dont stop like dat dat dat datdat dat Wah kump Dat datdat dat Wah kump wah kump Dat dat dat datdat dat Wah kump Come on One question: Who be the thug that yall love most? Or give a toast to this freestyle drug dose The thug muscle So whistle if you hear clear Gon' get you close and yous a dead man like last year See most fear The marvelous, alias You dare discuss and get yo muthafuckin head crushed These slugs bust the most wanted when they just appointed I stomp dogs and leave em froze because you know you fronted Too many MC's not clearly on this hype tip I'll fuck yo mic and catch you later on some snipe shit extended clips I represent because my thugs trip Easy boy, I'm stompin corners where them drugs flip Ali Baba snakin lakin trustin north shit You catch a grip or leave a don to climb the night hits It's mob official You test I'll leave you knock-knissued Bandaged up like a snitch cuz I ain't fuckin with you Straight up, we bringin' it What y'all, huh huh, V-A Know about this What y'all in Hampton, huh huh Know about this What y'all in p-town Know about this What y'All in Hoviay Know about this Check it out I'm ya p-town hit man I'll make ya shit man Pay my stick man to do my dirt I'm filthy rich man My thugs always hang around the top dog of all dogs Make em pick locks and spit glocks until you shit rocks I told you that I'm project strong You took me wrong and learned that thorough cats don't last long Alias the Don I leave it messy like I'm Joseph Pesci don't fuck around, you ever test me and you'll have to wet me I'm ghetto fabulous the mob crush the Lord just, never be discussed When there's dirt involved, niggas leave the mouth closed to hush I rush club scenes like, "What?" Always carryin the bust The reason why, these niggas that ruck ain't had enough I hate to peel ya cabbage back, or bitch-slap Cuz otherwise you wouldn't quit that, to kidnap So what I'm sayin is, everybody's real within the game Alias be the fame, so you don't know my name, NIGGA WHAT What y'all V-A know about this What y'all in Hampton, what Know about this What y'all in Nomo Know about this What y'll in Chesapeake Know about this Bring it boy See I told y'all motherfuckers that my clique roll deep AK's and street sweeps gunnin down in ya peeps 44's and Calico, Pretty Ricky and Low Thugs know The real on how I let shit go But if it's real, my niggas hold a forty and fill Mass grills, body armor, niggas trained to kill I'm at the point of no return, so I let shells spill Vinny Rush, Crazy JJ and Mush must chill And Killa K and Johnny Hesh steady aimin that steel Shit's for real, my nigga P and Mike might peel They get the gats and crazy stuff my brother love the ghetto tugs and set on top of niggas what let's straight wet the party up ESP was in the cut my rootin black, pull it up Is that enough? Y'all niggas still fail to call my bluff? And yet I told you, when left back cain't nobody knows you I suppose you Woulda kept your mouth closed like I told you What y'all in V-A Know about this- I told you What y'all in Nomo, what Know about this, what |
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from Timbaland - Shock Value II (2009)
Can y'all feel this?
Can y'all feel this? Can y'all feel this? Can y'all feel this? Ooh Snap, my head throbbin' As I ride in my 3 4 8 mobbin' Listen to the Buddha Brothers 6 to 10 there ain't no other Playin' my favorite jams On 1 0 3 Jams I got my man Big D, Big Rodney In case somebody want to rob me We going to Military Circle Virginia's tight that's why they gotta keep a curfew It's time to get something to eat Oh snap, there's my man Kumbalee And my girl Missy Who she role wit? Who she be wit? Who she role wit? Who she be wit? Total, Da Brat, Lil' Kim, Lil Cease and Puffy Can I get a ride? Tonight, tonight Can I get a ride? Tonight, tonight I can, I can feel it (What?) I can feel it (Yeah, yeah) I can, I can feel it (What?) I can feel it (Yeah, yeah) I can, I can feel it (Can you feel me baby?) I can feel it (Yeah, yeah) I can, I can feel it (Can you feel me?) I can feel it I can, I can Jimmy D turn my scale up Give me that boom da boom whaer It's time to change my style, my rhythm My ism, my prism, my beat manurism Gee, where's my lack of fear? My five-thousand and one gear Missy baby you oughtta hear Like next year, your album bigger there each day It rolls like a queen size water bed, uh The people in the label's chillin' As Timbaland is making a big killin' What? Uh What? Uh Of money baby, check it out I can feel it (What?) I can feel it (I can feel it) I can, I can feel it (Can you feel it?) I can feel it (Throw your hands up) I can, I can, I can feel it (Timbaland & Maganoo) I can feel it I can, I can feel it I can feel it I can, I can (Check) Oooh, I'm on my last verse As you can see I did not curse I'm trying to make it radio friendly, uh So people in America can hear me, uh To all beautiful boys and girls White, diamonds and pearls, no jerry curls, uh I hope you buy our tape Please don't hesitate, don't hesitate, what? I can feel it (What?) I can feel it (Say what?) I can, I can feel it I can feel it I can, I can, I can feel it (Can you feel it groovin' on through?) I can feel it (Let the feeling get next to you) I can, I can feel it (Can you feel it groovin' on through?) I can feel it (Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it?) I can, I can, I can feel it (Can you feel it groovin' on through?) I can feel it (Let the feeling get next to you) I can, I can feel it (Can you feel it groovin' on through?) I can feel it (Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it?) I can, I can Can you feel it groovin' on through? (What? Say what?) Let the feeling get next to you Can you feel it groovin' on through? (Say what?)) Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it groovin' on through? (Say what?) Let the feeling get next to you Can you feel it groovin' on through? ?? Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it? (I'm out) Can you feel it groovin' on through? Let the feeling get next to you Can you feel it groovin' on through? Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it groovin' on through? Let the feeling get next to you Can you feel it groovin' on through? Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it? |
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from Timbaland - Tim's Bio (1998)
C'mon ah what Ah what C'mon ah what Ah what C'mon c'mon ah what Ah 1 Life 2 Live what Ah what Live huh Yeah Y'all cats ain't ready I'm just too much When I was young my mamma said I used to cuss too much If I ain't known you twenty year I don't trust you much Roll with nuthin' but thugs and hustlers yeah I don't care if they crackin' down I'mma drug graduate without the caps and gowns I used to have a thing for buying gats and pounds And I laugh in my rhymes cuz you cats is clowns Smash you down patch you down We take yo guns and we blast yo' round Pass the crown to the new female king This is real dog you nuthin' but a lean out thing Like the end of the world We put it all to a stop and Chicken heads and dimes yeah they all gon' flock And you go against us and you all gonna flop When we reign you gon' need more than a mop 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 life ball not football you outta bounds Since some of you people's houses I be cruisin' around Slow it down cuz I think that I'm losing you now For those that's not lost tell y'all hoe's to stop Cuz the union is in here toast it up When they shoot you suppose to duck Look at them by the bar posing drunk Say what We don't care who we toa in here We get you for how much you gross this year You not a punk you suppose to fear Better not come until the coast is clear Totin' beer you hatin' sayin' how they get a deal that fast But even without this rap game I still have cash My mommy wears a money wiz I'm trickin' buying Vickey Secret Just to cover her punani hair 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 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 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 Clearese Don't try to hide from ya fear Clearese Don't ya hear the set got in ya ear Clearese This is the love man you're talking to Clearese His beats are dope try to tell you Can't nobody see us in the nine eight Or the nine nine You're late You're late You're late You're late You're late 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 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 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 |
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from Timbaland - Carry Out (2009)
Eh, eh, eh
Take my order 'cause your body like a Carry out Let me walk into your body until you Gimme all Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Take my order cause your body like a Carry out Let me walk into your body until it’s Light’s out Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Number one, I take two number threes That’s a whole lot of you and a side of me Now is it full of myself to want you full of me And if there’s room for dessert, then I want a piece Baby get my order right, no errors I’ma touch you in all the right areas I can feed you, you can feed me Girl, deliver that to me, come see me 'Cause it's me, you, you, me, me, you all night Have it your way, foreplay Before I feed your appetite Do you like it well done, cause I do it well 'Cause I’m well seasoned if you couldn’t tell Now let me walk into your body until you hear me out And turn me on, my baby, don’t you cut me out Say Take my order cause your body like a Carry out Let me walk into your body until you Gimme all Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Take my order cause your body like a Carry out Let me walk into your body until it’s Light’s out Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out What’s your name? What’s your number? I’m glad I came Can you take my order? What’s your name? Girl, what’s your number? I’m glad I came Can you take my order? Come over here (what’s your name?) Come closer (what’s your number?) I’m over here (I’m glad I came) A little closer (can you take my order?) Come over here (what’s your name?) Come closer (what’s your number?) I’m over here (I’m glad I came) A little closer (can you take my order?) Take my order cause your body like a Carry out Let me walk into your body until you Gimme all Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Take my order cause your body like a Carry out Let me walk into your body until it’s Light’s out Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Take my order cause your body like a Carry out Let me walk into your body until you Gimme all Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Take my order cause your body like a Carry out Let me walk into your body until it’s Light’s out Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Don’t you cut me out! |
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from Timbaland - Shock Value II (2009)
Baby, you looking fine I have you open all night like you Ihop I take you home baby let you keep me company You gimme some of you, I give you some of me You look good, baby must taste heavenly I’m pretty sure that you got your own recipe So pick it up, pick it up, yeah I like you I just can’t get enough I got to drive through Cause is me, you, you, me, me, you all night Have it your, way, foreplay Before I feed your appetite Let me get my ticket baby, let me get in line I can tell the way you like, baby, super size Hold on, you got yours, let me give mine I ain't leaving until they turn over the closed sign Check it Take my order cause your body like a Carry out Let me walk it to your body until you Gimme all Turn me on, my baby don't you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby don't you Cut me out Take my order cause your body like a Carry out Let me walk it to your body until this Light’s out Turn me on, my baby don't you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby don't you Cut me out Number one, I'll take two number threes That’s a whole out of you and a side of me Now is a full of myself to want you full me And if its room for dessert then I want a piece Baby get my order right, no errors Imma touch you in all the right areas I can feed you, you can feed me Girl deliver that to me, come see me Cause is me, you, you, me, me, you all night Have it your, way, foreplay Before I feed your appetite Do you like it well done, cause I do it well Cause I'm well seasoned if you couldn't tell Now let me walk it to your body until you hear me out And turn me on, my baby, don't you cut me out Say Take my order cause your body like a Let me walk into your body until you Gimme all Turn me on, my baby don't you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby don't you Cut me out Take my order cause your body like a Carry out Let me walk into your body until this Light’s out Turn me on, my baby don't you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby don't you Cut me out What’s your name? What’s your number? I’m glad I came Can you take my order? What’s your name? Girl, what’s your number? I’m glad I came Can you take my order? Come over here (what’s your name?) Come closer (what’s your number?) I’m over here (I’m glad I came) A little closer (can you take my order?) Come over here (what’s your name?) Come closer (what’s your number?) I’m over here (I’m glad I came) A little closer (can you take my order?) Take my order cause your body like a Carry out Let me walk into your body until you Gimme all Turn me on, my baby don't you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby don't you Cut me out Take my order cause your body like a Carry out Let me walk into your body until this Light’s out Turn me on, my baby don't you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby don't you Cut me out Take my order cause your body like a Carry out Let me walk into your body until you Gimme all Turn me on, my baby don't you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby don't you Cut me out Take my order cause your body like a Carry out Let me walk into your body until this Light’s out Turn me on, my baby don't you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby don't you Cut me out Don't you cut me out! |
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from Timbaland - Shock Value II: The Essentials (2010)
Eh, eh, eh
Take my order 'cause your body like a Carry out Let me walk into your body until you Gimme all Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Take my order cause your body like a Carry out Let me walk into your body until it’s Light’s out Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Number one, I take two number threes That’s a whole lot of you and a side of me Now is it full of myself to want you full of me And if there’s room for dessert, then I want a piece Baby get my order right, no errors I’ma touch you in all the right areas I can feed you, you can feed me Girl, deliver that to me, come see me 'Cause it's me, you, you, me, me, you all night Have it your way, foreplay Before I feed your appetite Do you like it well done, cause I do it well 'Cause I’m well seasoned if you couldn’t tell Now let me walk into your body until you hear me out And turn me on, my baby, don’t you cut me out Say Take my order cause your body like a Carry out Let me walk into your body until you Gimme all Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Take my order cause your body like a Carry out Let me walk into your body until it’s Light’s out Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out What’s your name? What’s your number? I’m glad I came Can you take my order? What’s your name? Girl, what’s your number? I’m glad I came Can you take my order? Come over here (what’s your name?) Come closer (what’s your number?) I’m over here (I’m glad I came) A little closer (can you take my order?) Come over here (what’s your name?) Come closer (what’s your number?) I’m over here (I’m glad I came) A little closer (can you take my order?) Take my order cause your body like a Carry out Let me walk into your body until you Gimme all Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Take my order cause your body like a Carry out Let me walk into your body until it’s Light’s out Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Take my order cause your body like a Carry out Let me walk into your body until you Gimme all Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Take my order cause your body like a Carry out Let me walk into your body until it’s Light’s out Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby don’t you Cut me out Don’t you cut me out! |
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from Justin Timberlake - Futuresex/Lovesounds (2007)
I know you see me lookin
girl gon wanna nag right A little closer let me see you in the spotlight Now turn around and let me see just what ya curve like Go grab ya friends and yall could come to the back Ohhh Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne Relax relax Take ya coat off and let me get ya name I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame I like the way you talk ya game we might be one in the same Now I know you got a buzz of that alcohol I got a house that could entertain all of yall Maybe later on I'll give you a phone call I'm bout to slide out but I'll get back at ya ohhh And when I call don't give me the run around I ain't gonna have ya try and play me like a silly clown Don't second guess it girl there ain't nothin to think about Ya got me feenin but girl you don't hear me Little lady lady lady Ya got me just screwed up Off of ya melody Little lady lady lady Come on and don't chop me up Please don't make a fool of me Little lady lady lady Ya got me just screwed up Off of ya melody Easy baby baby baby Come on girl don't chop me up Please don't make a fool of me Ya kinda cute baby are you new in town My name is Timb aka Thomas Crown I heard ya lost do you know your way around If ya got a problem baby I could hold you down ohhh I can be ya navigator or ya compass Better yet a genie baby make ya first wish You the party baby I'm just the guest list I think I need some tylenol you got me restless So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house Lets watch sex in the city or desperate housewives Simon says touch your's while you touch mine Parental discretion is advised ohhh Yall could be the star in my ficky spot light Studio fifty four if we get the props right All we need right now is a little bit little bit of act right Yall lookin shy but yall act like yall don't hear me Little lady lady lady Ya got me just screwed up Off of ya melody Little lady lady lady Come on and don't chop me up Please don't make a fool of me Little lady lady lady Ya got me just screwed up Off of ya melody Easy baby baby baby Come on girl don't chop me up Please don't make a fool of me Little lady lady lady Ya got me just screwed up Off of ya melody Little lady lady lady Come on and don't chop me up Please don't make a fool of me Little lady lady lady Ya got me just screwed up Off of ya melody Easy baby baby baby Come on girl don't chop me up Please don't make a fool of me Screwed up Chop me up Screwed up Off of ya melody Chop me up Please don't make a fool of me |
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from Timbaland & Magoo - Welcome To Our World (1997)
<i>[Magoo]</i>
See, them other crews could not figure me It's the Mag and double-ooh, got that fat CD Buck a crystal, hit a nigga with my blunt Philly Fake MC's getting assed like they eatin chili Only way they seem to rap is if they got a Philly Maybe I'm Nicole Brown, cause you really kill me Got away with hittin me, but you ain't O.J. I'm bout to shake up the world like Cassius Clay When I bumble watch your back cause I sting like bee This ain't the Wild Wild West and you ain't Kool Moe Dee Watch a movie now you think that you really Joe Pesci You don't want beef with me, like a diaper I'm messy <i>[Timbaland]</i> I'm that laid back brother they call Timbaland I drive a 850 sometimes a 3-2 Mazda van You can catch me standin in my b-boy stance Or catch me at home watchin Who's the Man? They call robber, cause I pack much heat Don't call me now, because they dig the way I speaks I'm like a genie, because I've been trapped in a bottle I've got more stunts, than that nigga Desperado Come follow, a mad brother where'll there be no sun no sun tomorrow, you be sayin, when can we meet? Uhh uhh My offices hours are nine to five Ain't that right Maganoo, Maganoo? Right... right <i>[Chorus: Magoo]</i> When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah They'll be dancin, through the night Da-da-da, da, da (HEY!) Da-da-da, da, da (AHH!) Da-da-da, da, da (HEY!) Da da daahhhhhh! (AHH!) <i>[repeat with hey's and ahh's added in regularly throughout]</i> <i>[Timbaland]</i> Now gimme that... And run with the... (AHH) Party people are you ready for Tim and Maganoo As we come, rum & coke, won't you kick a verse too <i>[Magoo]</i> Yo I'm bout to get it started like I'm Hammer then I farted You retarded if you thinkin Brandy really broken hearted I departed doin dirt, lookin up your girl's skirt Keep it Steve Martin style, bustin loose like jerk I get Up like -town, gimme don't say no more Got them scars on my face cause my health be poor You Milli Vanilli, I'm Kurtis Blow like eighty-fo' No I don't want your girl she be suckin my big toe You get death like row, I take a beanie then I jet Peace to Tupac, cause he was dope as it get Twisted but you ain't Keith Sweat and shit got hot Make a block then make a circle then I rock that spot The rappin Don, I make a dyke go straight If you think I'm cute, then you up too late Make no mistake, I'm a question with no answer Riddle me like the Joker get burnt like JoJo dancer <i>[Chorus 2X]</i> <i>[hey's and ahh's continue for a bit without Magoo]</i> <i>[Chorus 1/2]</i> |
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from Timbaland & Magoo - Welcome To Our World (1997)
<i>[Magoo]</i>
See, them other crews could not figure me It's the Mag and double-ooh, got that fat CD Buck a crystal, hit a nigga with my blunt Philly Fake MC's getting assed like they eatin chili Only way they seem to rap is if they got a Philly Maybe I'm Nicole Brown, cause you really kill me Got away with hittin me, but you ain't O.J. I'm bout to shake up the world like Cassius Clay When I bumble watch your back cause I sting like bee This ain't the Wild Wild West and you ain't Kool Moe Dee Watch a movie now you think that you really Joe Pesci You don't want beef with me, like a diaper I'm messy <i>[Timbaland]</i> I'm that laid back brother they call Timbaland I drive a 850 sometimes a 3-2 Mazda van You can catch me standin in my b-boy stance Or catch me at home watchin Who's the Man? They call robber, cause I pack much heat Don't call me now, because they dig the way I speaks I'm like a genie, because I've been trapped in a bottle I've got more stunts, than that nigga Desperado Come follow, a mad brother where'll there be no sun no sun tomorrow, you be sayin, when can we meet? Uhh uhh My offices hours are nine to five Ain't that right Maganoo, Maganoo? Right... right <i>[Chorus: Magoo]</i> When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah They'll be dancin, through the night Da-da-da, da, da (HEY!) Da-da-da, da, da (AHH!) Da-da-da, da, da (HEY!) Da da daahhhhhh! (AHH!) <i>[repeat with hey's and ahh's added in regularly throughout]</i> <i>[Timbaland]</i> Now gimme that... And run with the... (AHH) Party people are you ready for Tim and Maganoo As we come, rum & coke, won't you kick a verse too <i>[Magoo]</i> Yo I'm bout to get it started like I'm Hammer then I farted You retarded if you thinkin Brandy really broken hearted I departed doin dirt, lookin up your girl's skirt Keep it Steve Martin style, bustin loose like jerk I get Up like -town, gimme don't say no more Got them scars on my face cause my health be poor You Milli Vanilli, I'm Kurtis Blow like eighty-fo' No I don't want your girl she be suckin my big toe You get death like row, I take a beanie then I jet Peace to Tupac, cause he was dope as it get Twisted but you ain't Keith Sweat and shit got hot Make a block then make a circle then I rock that spot The rappin Don, I make a dyke go straight If you think I'm cute, then you up too late Make no mistake, I'm a question with no answer Riddle me like the Joker get burnt like JoJo dancer <i>[Chorus 2X]</i> <i>[hey's and ahh's continue for a bit without Magoo]</i> <i>[Chorus 1/2]</i> |
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from Timbaland & Magoo - Present (2009)
<i>[Magoo]</i>
See, them other crews could not figure me It's the Mag and double-ooh, got that fat CD Buck a crystal, hit a nigga with my blunt Philly Fake MC's getting assed like they eatin chili Only way they seem to rap is if they got a Philly Maybe I'm Nicole Brown, cause you really kill me Got away with hittin me, but you ain't O.J. I'm bout to shake up the world like Cassius Clay When I bumble watch your back cause I sting like bee This ain't the Wild Wild West and you ain't Kool Moe Dee Watch a movie now you think that you really Joe Pesci You don't want beef with me, like a diaper I'm messy <i>[Timbaland]</i> I'm that laid back brother they call Timbaland I drive a 850 sometimes a 3-2 Mazda van You can catch me standin in my b-boy stance Or catch me at home watchin Who's the Man? They call robber, cause I pack much heat Don't call me now, because they dig the way I speaks I'm like a genie, because I've been trapped in a bottle I've got more stunts, than that nigga Desperado Come follow, a mad brother where'll there be no sun no sun tomorrow, you be sayin, when can we meet? Uhh uhh My offices hours are nine to five Ain't that right Maganoo, Maganoo? Right... right <i>[Chorus: Magoo]</i> When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah They'll be dancin, through the night Da-da-da, da, da (HEY!) Da-da-da, da, da (AHH!) Da-da-da, da, da (HEY!) Da da daahhhhhh! (AHH!) <i>[repeat with hey's and ahh's added in regularly throughout]</i> <i>[Timbaland]</i> Now gimme that... And run with the... (AHH) Party people are you ready for Tim and Maganoo As we come, rum & coke, won't you kick a verse too <i>[Magoo]</i> Yo I'm bout to get it started like I'm Hammer then I farted You retarded if you thinkin Brandy really broken hearted I departed doin dirt, lookin up your girl's skirt Keep it Steve Martin style, bustin loose like jerk I get Up like -town, gimme don't say no more Got them scars on my face cause my health be poor You Milli Vanilli, I'm Kurtis Blow like eighty-fo' No I don't want your girl she be suckin my big toe You get death like row, I take a beanie then I jet Peace to Tupac, cause he was dope as it get Twisted but you ain't Keith Sweat and shit got hot Make a block then make a circle then I rock that spot The rappin Don, I make a dyke go straight If you think I'm cute, then you up too late Make no mistake, I'm a question with no answer Riddle me like the Joker get burnt like JoJo dancer <i>[Chorus 2X]</i> <i>[hey's and ahh's continue for a bit without Magoo]</i> <i>[Chorus 1/2]</i> |
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from Timbaland - Presents: Shock Value (2007)
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 want it If You Want It Come Get Me I Give It To Whoever Want It If You Want It Come See Me You Know Where I'm At If You want it If You Want It Come Get Me Nigga You Violate I Regulate ra ta tat tat Bigger Shells They Fit In That Banana Clip Tech Run and A Bullseye Form on Your Back Hard To Miss Wit A Full Clip In The Mac I Got Ammo Ammo I Unload Reload Cut A Nigga Quick Ye My Knife Game Lethal That Tough Guy Shit Nigga Thats What I see Through You Like a 3 Course Meal Motherfucker I Eat You You Food And I'm In The Mood So Front I Let The Hammer Fly Nigga You Can Duck Run For Cover Or Die Your Choice You Choose I Pop You Move Like You In Shock You Been Shot Nigga Your Blood On The Street You Up Ships Creek You Can Hardly Speak Startin To Get Weak Your Eyes Close Your Life Flash Your Heart Slow Your Heart Stop Your Ass Dead You Fucked Kid I Give It To Whoever Want It If You Want It Come See Me You Know Where I'm At If You want it If You Want It Come Get Me I Give It To Whoever Want It If You Want It Come See Me You Know Where I'm At If You want it If You Want It Come Get Me I'm Like Nicholas Cage Yeye Its The Ghost Rider P89 Ye I Let My Toast Slide Costa Rica To Brazil I Got My Hoes In The Lamb why Your Bitch Bald Headed Like Britney Spears I'm In The Projects Gettin Dope and Piff Money 2 More Flips Thats Anna Nicole Smith Money Fuck A G4 I'm In a G 500 G 450 G550 Thats Airplane Talk I'm The Aviator Man Baby AR Shoot Your Baby Out Your Hands Spaghetti And Corn Bread Mix Got Me Blunted There's No Talk Abouts You Dont Fuck On An Empty Stomach By Out The Mall Then Hug The Block Hundred Thou Wood Grain In A Phantom Drop Then I Cruise In The Club Got My Ruge In The Club Pay A Bouncer A Buck Now My Uz In The Club Ye Nigga I Give It To Whoever Want It If You Want It Come See Me You Know Where I'm At If You want it If You Want It Come Get Me I Give It To Whoever Want It If You Want It Come See Me You Know Where I'm At If You want it If You Want It Come Get Me |
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from Timbaland - Shock Value (2008)
BEAN BOY
Uh, nigga, your time is up, I ain't 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 don't wanna go to war 'cause I'll launch these missiles I'm a ride or die nigga, I be tearin' shit up We ain't like them other fools who don't 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-mil 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 ain't 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 want it If you want it, come get me I give it to whoever want it If you want it, come see me You know where I'm at if you want it If you want it, come get me 50 Cent Yeah Nigga, you violate. I regulate, rat-tat-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. Yeah, my knife game lethal That tough guy shit, nigga that's what I see through You like a 3-course-meal, muthafucker, 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 Shit's 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 fucked, kid I give it to whoever want it If you want it, come see me You know where I'm at if you want it If you want it, come get me I give it to whoever want it If you want it, come see me You know where I'm at if you want it If you want it, come get me Tony Yayo I'm like Nicholas Cage, Yay' is the Ghost Rider P89, yeah, I let my toast slide, Costa Rica to Brazil I got my hoes in the leer, why your bitch bald-headed Like Britney Spears, I'm in the Projects, gettin' dope and piff money Two more flips, that's Anna Nicole Smith money, fuck a G4 I'm in a G500, G450, G550, that's 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. she don't fuck on an empty stomach Buy 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 You's in the club, yeah nigga I give it to whoever want it If you want it, come see me You know where I'm at if you want it If you want it, come get me I give it to whoever want it If you want it, come see me You know where I'm at if you want it If you want it, come get me. |
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from Timbaland - Give It To Me [single] (2007)
refrain:
Shut the curtain, and I paid the dollar Sidekick rings, what's up, holla Text the address, I'll see ya later Baby, calm down refrain2: Calm down, calm down, calm down Run down, run down, run down Run-dukka, run-dukka, run-dukka, run-dukka, run-dukka, run-dukka, Run down refrain3: Run dun dun, dun dun dun, dun dun dun dun (3x) Beat goes on Run dun dun, dun dun dun, dun dun dun dun (3x) Beat goes on In a far away land, where you got shit made Ray-Ban shades, warheads laid Babies born in air raids My girls run like everglades Indian tribe men gamble spades Indian chicks they get them laid Milk and honey, smoke high grade Gold and diamonds, gems and jade Blow up things to save our name Being a super Indian babe We black market, we black made We hit shit out when it rains We could come down and catch my train We can run down and play this game refrain refrain2 refrain3 Hey, hey Baby girl, you and me Need to go to your tipi The moon is full, and I'm shining Baby, I know you see me Pull the hump, two on your back, just like that Oh girl, you're on fire I don't wanna be in love with ya I'm just gonna break you off and say goodbye The night is young, don't make me wait You just might miss your chance I'm going to tell you the truth Timbaland, I'm the mother fucking man Today's the day, girl let me get that Don't get mad, in fact, let me hit that I've been over killin' em, break backs Come down, run down, girl where your place at refrain refrain2 refrain3 Bounce, bounce, bounce Let me tell you something, Don't get it twisted baby girl, baby boy Cause Timbaland ain't dead (4x) Bounce Cause Timbaland ain't dead |
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from Timbaland - Shock Value (2008)
M.I.A.
Check my coat in and I paid the dollar, Sidekick 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, make a run, make a run, make a run, make a run, make a run down A dun da da dun da da dun da da dun da da dun dun Beat goes on A dun da da dun da da dun da da dun da da dun dun Beat goes on In a faraway land we got shit made Ray-Ban shades, warheads laid Babies born in air raids My girls run the Everglades Indian tribesmen gamble spades Indian chicks, they get men laid Milk and honey, smoke high-grade Gold and diamond, gems and jade Ride up on our tanks, invade Blow up thing to save our nam Mina, Rina, Tina, Sabrina Being a super Indian babe We black market, we black made 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 the dollar, Sidekick 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, make a run, make a run, make a run, make a run, make a run down A dun da da dun da da dun da da dun da da dun dun Beat goes on A dun da da dun da da dun da da dun da da dun dun Beat goes on Timbaland 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 Jst like that Oh girl you're on fire. I don't wanna be in love with you Imma just break you off and say goodbye The night is young Don't make me wait, You just might miss your chance. I'm gon' tell you the truth Timbaland, I'm the motherfuckin' man. Today's the day, girl, let me get that Don't get mad In fact, let me hit that I've been overkilling them, I break backs Come down, run down Girl, where your place at? M.I.A. Check my coat in and I paid the dollar, Sidekick 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, make a run, make a run, make a run, make a run, make a run down A dun da da dun da da dun da da dun da da dun dun Beat goes on A dun da da dun da da dun da da dun da da dun dun Beat goes on Timbaland Don't get it twisted baby girl, baby boy 'cause Timbaland ain't dead Don't get it twisted baby girl, baby boy 'cause Timbaland ain't dead Bounce |
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from Timbaland & Magoo - Cop That Shit [single] (2009)
[Intro: Missy Elliott]
We are the VA players Love to the Neptunes and the Clipse To ya bootleggers we breaking off both of ya legs The underrated Maganoo, comin' with the unexpected The run away slave I, Mistameanor Escaping from all ya fraudulent players Last but not least, the heavyweight champion, Mr. Mosley [Verse 1: Timbaland] It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you Without some little nieces and nephews To cover all the beats, and the rhymes I been through Time's up, sorry I left you Thinking of this, I keep repeating them hits Like that Aaliyah, Timberlake, or Missy Elliott shit (Shit) As you sit by the radio, hands on the dial tone As you hear it, pump up the volume Jump when you hear them speakers left it off (Off) Mr. VA 'bout to set it off Well I don't know what you heard, and I don't know what ya know Well my folks don' told me, (YOU GOT IT! Oh) So, "Up Jumps the Boogie", let the record work (Uh huh) And put me on like you red alert 'Cause it's the big bad Timmy, Maganoo, and Missy Like THREE THE HARD WAY!, comin' straight out of Virginia [Chorus: Missy Elliott] DJ's in the mix shows you better go to the record store and COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord) And to the bootleggers giving em bootlegs We breaking off both of ya legs, COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord) Stop burnin' CD's for ya friend and I'ma say it again, nucca COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord) 'Cause this the hot shit, out on the streets So when you hear this CD go and COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord) [Verse 2: Missy Elliott] When you say you love me, it doesn't matter It goes into my head as just chit-chatter You may think I'm egotistical or just very free Won'tcha say I go tell it to, TIMOTHY! People say I'm whack, but they don't tell me so Let them pretend to be me, then they know I hate when one, pretend to fantasize Fact I despise, those who even try Sweat between my thighs {*sniff*} never stinking Yo dream is over, career sinking I told all of you, like I told all of them Whatcha say to me be, DICK TO YA CHIN! In one ear and right out the other "Ayyio Missy you ugly!" yeah ya mother I don't pay attention, I don't concentrate You ain't got the bait, that it takes to hook this, huh [Chorus] [Verse 3: Magoo] I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno I'm not a Puerto Rican but I do look up to Vagil And understand I got the gift of speech And it's a blessing, being from them VA streets I talk sense condensed in the form of a poem If I wasn't writing rhymes I'd be breaking in homes I'm kinda young, so my gun's my security I'm not afraid nucca do what you gon do to me I get paid when your record is played To put it short, heh I got it made I'm talented, yes I'm gifted My uppercut boy that'll get ya lifted You got cash? man stop frontin Living off damn every record that you cutting My name Magoo and I roll wit two stars Every CD we split 48 bars My name Magoo and I'm a supadupa star Every other month I get a brand new car! [Chorus] |
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from Timbaland & Magoo - Cop That Shit [single] (2009)
"Cop That Shit"
(feat. Missy Elliott) [Intro: Missy Elliott] We are the VA players Love to the Neptunes and the Clipse To ya bootleggers we breaking off both of ya legs The underrated Maganoo, comin' with the unexpected The run away slave I, Mistameanor Escaping from all ya fraudulent players Last but not least, the heavyweight champion, Mr. Mosley [Verse 1: Timbaland] It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you Without some little nieces and nephews To cover all the beats, and the rhymes I been through Time's up, sorry I left you Thinking of this, I keep repeating them hits Like that Aaliyah, Timberlake, or Missy Elliott shit (Shit) As you sit by the radio, hands on the dial tone As you hear it, pump up the volume Jump when you hear them speakers left it off (Off) Mr. VA 'bout to set it off Well I don't know what you heard, and I don't know what ya know Well my folks don' told me, (YOU GOT IT! Oh) So, "Up Jumps the Boogie", let the record work (Uh huh) And put me on like you red alert 'Cause it's the big bad Timmy, Maganoo, and Missy Like THREE THE HARD WAY!, comin' straight out of Virginia [Chorus: Missy Elliott] DJ's in the mix shows you better go to the record store and COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord) And to the bootleggers giving em bootlegs We breaking off both of ya legs, COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord) Stop burnin' CD's for ya friend and I'ma say it again, nucca COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord) 'Cause this the hot shit, out on the streets So when you hear this CD go and COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord) [Verse 2: Missy Elliott] When you say you love me, it doesn't matter It goes into my head as just chit-chatter You may think I'm egotistical or just very free Won'tcha say I go tell it to, TIMOTHY! People say I'm whack, but they don't tell me so Let them pretend to be me, then they know I hate when one, pretend to fantasize Fact I despise, those who even try Sweat between my thighs {*sniff*} never stinking Yo dream is over, career sinking I told all of you, like I told all of them Whatcha say to me be, DICK TO YA CHIN! In one ear and right out the other "Ayyio Missy you ugly!" yeah ya mother I don't pay attention, I don't concentrate You ain't got the bait, that it takes to hook this, huh [Chorus] [Verse 3: Magoo] I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno I'm not a Puerto Rican but I do look up to Vagil And understand I got the gift of speech And it's a blessing, being from them VA streets I talk sense condensed in the form of a poem If I wasn't writing rhymes I'd be breaking in homes I'm kinda young, so my gun's my security I'm not afraid nucca do what you gon do to me I get paid when your record is played To put it short, heh I got it made I'm talented, yes I'm gifted My uppercut boy that'll get ya lifted You got cash? man stop frontin Living off damn every record that you cutting My name Magoo and I roll wit two stars Every CD we split 48 bars My name Magoo and I'm a supadupa star Every other month I get a brand new car! [Chorus] |
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from Timbaland & Magoo - Cop That Shit [single] (2009)
[Intro: Missy Elliott]
We are the VA players Love to the Neptunes and the Clipse To ya bootleggers we breaking off both of ya legs The underrated Maganoo, comin' with the unexpected The run away slave I, Mistameanor Escaping from all ya fraudulent players Last but not least, the heavyweight champion, Mr. Mosley [Verse 1: Timbaland] It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you Without some little nieces and nephews To cover all the beats, and the rhymes I been through Time's up, sorry I left you Thinking of this, I keep repeating them hits Like that Aaliyah, Timberlake, or Missy Elliott shit (Shit) As you sit by the radio, hands on the dial tone As you hear it, pump up the volume Jump when you hear them speakers left it off (Off) Mr. VA 'bout to set it off Well I don't know what you heard, and I don't know what ya know Well my folks don' told me, (YOU GOT IT! Oh) So, "Up Jumps the Boogie", let the record work (Uh huh) And put me on like you red alert 'Cause it's the big bad Timmy, Maganoo, and Missy Like THREE THE HARD WAY!, comin' straight out of Virginia [Chorus: Missy Elliott] DJ's in the mix shows you better go to the record store and COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord) And to the bootleggers giving em bootlegs We breaking off both of ya legs, COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord) Stop burnin' CD's for ya friend and I'ma say it again, nucca COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord) 'Cause this the hot shit, out on the streets So when you hear this CD go and COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord) [Verse 2: Missy Elliott] When you say you love me, it doesn't matter It goes into my head as just chit-chatter You may think I'm egotistical or just very free Won'tcha say I go tell it to, TIMOTHY! People say I'm whack, but they don't tell me so Let them pretend to be me, then they know I hate when one, pretend to fantasize Fact I despise, those who even try Sweat between my thighs {*sniff*} never stinking Yo dream is over, career sinking I told all of you, like I told all of them Whatcha say to me be, DICK TO YA CHIN! In one ear and right out the other "Ayyio Missy you ugly!" yeah ya mother I don't pay attention, I don't concentrate You ain't got the bait, that it takes to hook this, huh [Chorus] [Verse 3: Magoo] I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno I'm not a Puerto Rican but I do look up to Vagil And understand I got the gift of speech And it's a blessing, being from them VA streets I talk sense condensed in the form of a poem If I wasn't writing rhymes I'd be breaking in homes I'm kinda young, so my gun's my security I'm not afraid nucca do what you gon do to me I get paid when your record is played To put it short, heh I got it made I'm talented, yes I'm gifted My uppercut boy that'll get ya lifted You got cash? man stop frontin Living off damn every record that you cutting My name Magoo and I roll wit two stars Every CD we split 48 bars My name Magoo and I'm a supadupa star Every other month I get a brand new car! [Chorus] |
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yeah, hey... yeah... oh, ho You wanna handcuff me? But yo, I don't know what to tell ya (Don't know what to tell ya) You want my intimacy? Boy, I don't know what to tell ya (Don't know what to tell ya) You wanna wall around me? I swear, I don't know what to tell ya (Don't know what to tell ya) You want my lock and my key? But no, I don't know what to tell ya (Don't know what to tell ya) Incarcerations what i'm facing When I'm with you You're watching my every move Try'n to pick up on some clues We play twenty questions Every time I walk in or out the door What are you bothered for? (What are you bothered for?) Getting crunk before you're sure It's gonna take T-R-U-S-T To keep our L-O-V-E It's gonna take (it's gonna take) T-R-U-S-T to keep our L-O-V-E crackin' Stressin' and second guessin' Me time and time again We go from lovers back to friends Gotta put this to an end Hey, yeah.. Hook You wanna handcuff me? No,I don't know what to tell ya (Don't know what to tell ya) You want my intamacy? Boy, I don't know what ta tell ya (Don't know what to tell ya) You wanna wall around me? I swear I don't know what to tell ya (Don't know what to tell ya) You want my lock and my key? But no I don't know what to tell ya (Don't know what to tell ya) No justifications for your actions Should'a been somewhere relaxin' Don't compare me to your last one I can't help that she was a fast one A sassy one I'm a classy one I can keep 'em from gettin at me, huh Seems like that should make you happy, huh? It's gonna take (its' gonna take) Take T-R-U-S-T to keep our L-O-V-E It's gonna take (its' gonna take) Take T-R-U-S-T to keep our L-O-V-E crackin I can't deny or lie I tried to put up with you These insecurities everyday Pushin' my love away, hey Hook 2x It's gonna take (its' gonna take) Take T-R-U-S-T to keep our L-O-V-E It's gonna take (its' gonna take) Take T-R-U-S-T to keep our L-O-V-E It's gonna take (its' gonna take) Take T-R-U-S-T to keep our L-O-V-E It's gonna take (its' gonna take) Take T-R-U-S-T to keep our L-O-V-E crackin' |
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from Timbaland & Magoo - Indecent Proposal (2001)
Fat Man Scoop, Crooklyn Clan
Timbaland, Timbaland Fat Man Scoop, Crooklyn Clan Timbaland, Timbaland Whatever I say, y'all gotta do Whatever I say, y'all gotta do Whatever I say, y'all gotta do Y'all too, y'all too, y'all too, y'all too Awww lord guess who's coming Timbaland A.K.A freaky Phil Drummond Who can get it crunk like me Timbaland Oh my nigga Scoop A.K.A fat man Weed guaranteed to make the party people bounce Fellas say (OH) girls say(ah) Lookin at the cornrows up in the club Girl don't be bashfull girl back it up Throw it girl like its poking man Shake that ass as fast as you can White girl shake it like she burning from a sun tan My dog grip it grab it like it was a soda can What you talking bout holding back When you get on the dance floor drop it like it was a cadillac What you talking bout cutting nigga slack girl girl you betta bend that back 12 my girls roll deep in the club Cant't wait to hit the bar and get that thug Where my dogs that got more than a hundred bucks Can't wait to freak one of the big old butts Before we start to turn it out you must learn to crunk out Before we start to turn it out You must first begin to Breathe in Breathe out Breathe in Breathe out Breathe in Breathe out Now drop now drop now drop now drop (x2) *If you got the fattest ass on the block now drop Let a nigga see the coochie pop now drop Do the snake do the freak do the pop now drop Yo don't stop don't stop Real eyes down south thighs Waist line five six seven now drop One time all in together now drop Yo dont stop dont stop Get your freak on at club We aint put the album out niggas got their leak on I done been up in the club seen a ho with a thong I aint hear good at first she was singing the song Shorty rocking donna she was pushing and popping Red bone with a bop she was stoping and dropping Stopping and dropping this the part of the song where You need be snaking and popping Snaking and popping yeah hoe Mag made the song Yall niggas still popping and locking Aint no zone a white girl I aint turbo rocking a damn curl Watch Mag slow while I break you down slow When you get it right girl go for what you know Wiggle a bit stop drop get up snake freak whop Wiggle a bit stop drop get up snake freak whop Get off the wall hands of your balls Yeah nigga with the drink in his hand trying to ball You dont want shorty I can show you the dance Gone once gone twice you done lost your chance Now stop for Big Pun stop for Big pun Drop for Big L drop for Big L *Repeat Guess who came with a cape on his back Pulled up with some gin hopped out the Cadillac Mag is chilling Tim is chilling When I get up in this club I'm making a hoe feel it Got no game but I got big cash Mess around I be leaving this club with Stacey Dash I aint cute enough but my jimmy got a flick and it shimmy I'm in the club pulling hoes with Timmy All my shadow people where freaky where you at All my Broadway people freaky where you at Where my fellas in the back with the carnie act Where my girls who think they got it like that All my independent freaky where you at All my get money dogs freaky where you at Where my girls with the thongs who be shaking it fast If you love to sing along nigga holla back *Repeat Show me what you working with(back it up back it up) Show me what you working with(back it up back it up) Show me what you working with(back it up back it up) Show me what you working with(back it up back it up) Bend over Bend over Bend over Bend over Bend over Bend over |
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from Flo Rida - Mail On Sunday (2008)
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. Hey My first flo stopped a gold diggin' woman Money cash flow all big faced hundreds Stuntin' on the pole got them d-boys running Shorty got both broke can't see what's comin' Wear them apple bottoms, wear them apple bottoms honey Dolce and Gabbana and she get it from her mommy Louis bags, rich, Gucci, Fendi and Armani 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 but her name on the cake If I ever play for booty grade A Got you stuck on my On my elevator Get it up, on my elevator Check it out! My 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 cuz. (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (This girl is)She's stuck on my ehh o ehh oh She got her nails did, she got her hair did She got 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; True Religion, Ed Hardy Little mama twerk that top model body South Beach piece on the back of that Ducati I'll bet you that brand new Ferrari 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, cuz... (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (Thie girl is)She's stuck on my ehh o ehh oh My third floor stuck on the hood rat charm Cut, take boy Hollyhood action Short tennis skirt, now she got me in the zone Tattoo type, bump the low ring tone Bending Ghetto booty, playing the ghetto booty on her. Roll up machilles 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 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... (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (This girl is)She's stuck on my ehh o ehh oh |
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from Aaliyah (2001)
laughing
ahhh... Erica Kane.. oh, oh, oh, Erica Kane She back on the streets and for the night Fill you grief She cuts like a knife Make you do things that no others could do She'll turn a professor into a fool Oh, she ain't hard to get, the girl gets around Those that she's met are destined to drown She'll make you change like you'll never believe She'll turn a working man into a thief,oh chorus: She's Erica, Erica, Erica, Erica She's Erica, Erica, Erica, Erica She's Erica, Erica, Erica, Erica (She's Erica) She's Erica, Erica, Erica, Erica Erica Kane She's Erica, Erica, Erica, Erica Yo,yo she's Erica, Erica, Erica, She's Erica, Erica, Erica, Erica She's Erica, Erica, Erica, Erica Erica Kane She's back on the block She's at it again She'll be your friend as long as you spend I know she's torn whole families apart She'll shoot a poison arrow straight through your heart Oh, this is the day of Erica Kane There's nothing to loose, more for her to gain She'll make an honest man steal from his folks And drain a millionare until he goes broke Chorus2x I really don't think that you should mess around (I really wish you wouldn't mess around) Cuz all she will do is bring you down (All that she can do is bring you down) And there's nothing for you to gain (There's nothing for you to gain) And she goes by this name: She's Erica, Erica, Erica, Erica She's Erica, Erica, Erica, Erica She's Erica, Erica, Erica, Erica (She's Erica) She's Erica, Erica, Erica, Erica Erica Kane She's Erica, Erica, Erica, Erica Yo,yo she's Erica, Erica, Erica, She's Erica, Erica, Erica, Erica She's Erica, Erica, Erica, Erica Erica Kane She's Erica, Erica, Erica, Erica She's Erica, Erica, Erica, Erica She's Erica, Erica, Erica, Erica (She's Erica) She's Erica, Erica, Erica, Erica Erica Kane She's Erica, Erica, Erica, Erica Yo,yo she's Erica, Erica, Erica, She's Erica, Erica, Erica, Erica She's Erica, Erica, Erica, Erica Erica Kane |
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from Aaliyah (2001)
(Soo)
He got big brown eyes, so he look nice (Ooh) Coming on strong, six pack showin' (Ohh) He's too cool, for his own shoes (Umm) Nothing rude, but way too short for me He tryin' to be Extra smooth, extra smooth (Ohh) Extra cool, extra cute (Ahh) If i'm supposed to talk to you Be your boo (Be your boo, be your boo) Don't come trying to be extra smooth (Soo) He got line for line wasting my time (Ooh) Running round tryin' to catch my eye (Eye) Disturbing my groove, tryin' to be smooth (Ohh) Get the boot Boy you can go ahead And work on yourself another quick romance A little too hot for me You act like you've already got the number Won't you quit tryin' to be? Extra smooth, extra smooth (Heey) Extra cool, extra cute (Cute) If i'm supposed to talk to you Be your boo (Be Your Boo, Ohh) So don't come trying to be Tryin' to be extra, extra, extra smooth (See he wanna be, See he wanna be smooth) Extra, extra, extra cool (See he trying to be, See he trying to be cool) I won't talk to you Won't be your boo (Talk to you, Won't be your boo) Extra, extra, extra Tryin' to be extra, extra, extra smooth Tryin' to be extra, extra, extra smooth (See he wanna be, See he wanna be smooth) Extra, extra, extra cool (See he trying to be, See he trying to be cool) I won't talk to you Won't be your boo (Talk to you, Won't be your boo) Extra, extra, extra Tryin' to be extra, extra, extra smooth Tryin' to be extra, extra, extra smooth (See he wanna be, See he wanna be smooth) Extra, extra, extra cool (See he trying to be, See he trying to be cool) I won't talk to you Won't be your boo (Talk to you, Won't be your boo) Extra, extra, extra Tryin' to be extra, extra, extra smooth Tryin' to be extra, extra, extra smooth Extra, extra, extra cool I won't talk to you Won't be your boo Extra, extra, extra Tryin' to be extra, extra, extra smooth |
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from Timbaland - Presents: Shock Value (2007)
Just lookin at you
shorty lights a flame inside I'm wonderin if you can come and help put out the fire That you create in me baby tell me what you like Cause I can be your all boy I can be your love toy If you ain't busy baby I'm all yours tonight Let imagination take us for a further than the mind Travellin' in a dream we can bring something to life That no ones ever seen yet can I Show you what its like beyond your fantasy It could be so good if we Might just get it hotter than the Wildest thang ever dreamed boy Let me show you what it's like beyond your fantasy It could be good if we Might just get it hotter than the Wildest thang ever dreamed boy Cuz think of all the tasty things that we can try The karma you can have will be more than Money can buy We ain't even gotta keep it quiet boy all my walls are sound proof I can scream your name through My entire house we will not disturb None of these old neighbors you'll 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 It could be good if we Might just get it hotter than the Wildest thang ever dreamed boy Let me show you what its like beyond your fantasy It could be good if we Might just get it hotter than the Wildest thang ever dreamed boy Touch it touch it feel it Roll around in it if you like Taste it taste it and Embrace it again a second time Don't you waste it you'll regret it Cause I can satisfy any fantasy that you can come with can I let me Show you what its like beyond your fantasy It could be good if we Might just get it hotter than the Wildest thang ever dreamed boy Let me show you what it's like beyond your fantasy It could be good if we Might just get it hotter than the Wildest thang ever dreamed boy Let me show you what it's like beyond your fantasy It could be good if we Might just get it hotter than the Wildest thang ever dreamed boy |
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from Timbaland - Shock Value (2008)
Just lookin at you
shorty lights a flame inside I'm wonderin if you can come and help put out the fire That you create in me baby tell me what you like Cause I can be your all boy I can be your love toy If you ain't busy baby I'm all yours tonight Let imagination take us for a further than the mind Travellin' in a dream we can bring something to life That no ones ever seen yet can I Show you what its like beyond your fantasy It could be so good if we Might just get it hotter than the Wildest thang ever dreamed boy Let me show you what it's like beyond your fantasy It could be good if we Might just get it hotter than the Wildest thang ever dreamed boy Cuz think of all the tasty things that we can try The karma you can have will be more than Money can buy We ain't even gotta keep it quiet boy all my walls are sound proof I can scream your name through My entire house we will not disturb None of these old neighbors you'll 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 It could be good if we Might just get it hotter than the Wildest thang ever dreamed boy Let me show you what its like beyond your fantasy It could be good if we Might just get it hotter than the Wildest thang ever dreamed boy Touch it touch it feel it Roll around in it if you like Taste it taste it and Embrace it again a second time Don't you waste it you'll regret it Cause I can satisfy any fantasy that you can come with can I let me Show you what its like beyond your fantasy It could be good if we Might just get it hotter than the Wildest thang ever dreamed boy Let me show you what it's like beyond your fantasy It could be good if we Might just get it hotter than the Wildest thang ever dreamed boy Let me show you what it's like beyond your fantasy It could be good if we Might just get it hotter than the Wildest thang ever dreamed boy |
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from FreeSol - Fascinated [single] (2011)
▶▶▶▶▶We Be..
ssssg813 Roger That Young Mone.. Cyclone (Feat. T-Pain) Baby Bash Get Ur Freak On Missy Elli.. 곡 150 | 담기 22 | 추천 2 |
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from Timbaland - Tim's Bio (1998)
[Ludichris Verse One] I be that nigga named Ludi a k a L O V A L O V A Fuck that shit Nigga what you wan say one time Southside let's ride (say what) And if you love what you do do what you feel Then I know you gonna mark my words Yall drop shit like birds Then it's about the time for yo ass to get served Just lay it on down Just lay it on down While we relax to the tight raps And the phat tracks That that nigga Timbaland put down Oh yes, let's get it on down to the nitty grit Don't have no time for the patient Cuz I got more dick than a lil' bit And time flies, when I'm havin' fun I can make a hoe get like Forrest Gump and just 뱑un 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) - CHORUS] 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 - Verse Two] 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 Punada happy Givin' up that nappy dug out Get the cut up, then I cut out Why you standin' ther wit' yo Bud out (wha) 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 lighter in yo life, make the roaches scatter So what does it matter, 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 dong a bone, wack Kick back relax and just take off yo shoes Cuz I gotta tell you what I wants to do (uh oh) Yea [Timbaland (Crowds) - CHORUS TWO] 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, kinda fragilistic You don't know how bad I fist it Broke and 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 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 멷m 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 [Repeat CHORUS TWO] [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 (repeat x4) [Timbaland] Wha, uh huh Yea Dirty South, can yall really feel me East Coast, feel me West Coast, feel me Dirty South, can yall really feel me East Coast, feel me West Coast, feel me Dirty South, (uh huh) can yall really feel me East Coast, feel me West Coast |
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from Why Do Fools Fall In Love (바보들의 사랑) by Stephen James Taylor [ost] (1998)
I don't wanna fuss with you
So I'm gonna sit out on the couch Don't try to talk to me 'Cause boy I am locking you out I don't wanna hear a thing Nothin' you got to say You should think twice About the way you been talkin'to me Better catch a cab or get on the bus I ain't got no time for you Talkin' all that junk I'm gonna pack my stuff Is this what you want I don't really care Cause there's no more us Ain't got no words for you So you can stop calling my friends Tellin' them it wasn't your fault And why I ain't lettin' you in Too many times before I've let you back in my life This is a new day And this won't go down tonight Better catch a cab or get on the bus I ain't got no time for you Talkin' all that junk I'm gonna pack my stuff Is this what you want I don't really care Cause there's no more us Introduced you to Dolce and Gabanna Took you from dirt bikes to Hondas Take you from that terrible stress Now you tellin' me that I am a bother What kinda mess is that to tell a man who put you on the scene That's just like killing a dream (oh no baby) That's how it seems I work hard to build up what I have of you I pray to God there's not another man between me and you So tell me baby There's no need to lie Why you sleepin' with your eyes closed Wanna talk alright yo Better catch a cab or get on the bus I ain't got no time for you Talkin' all that junk I'm gonna pack my stuff Is this what you want I don't really care Cause there's no more us |
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from Destiny's Child 2집 - The Writing's On The Wall (1999)
Uh uh, hey baby, how you?
Why yo' face lookin’ all sad and blue Don’t you like the Navigator truck that I brought you Why you trying to act a fool? Don’t try to say you seen me Talking to your girlfriends Ask Tonya and Shirl then Gimme a place and time when Don’t try to accuse me of silly stuff That I’m doing on the streets You gotta remember Without you, there’s no me I’m just an average man Tryin’ to make it in this cold world Tell me baby, why you trippin’, girl? I don't wanna fuss with you So I'm gonna sit out on the couch Don't try to talk to me 'Cause boy, I am locking you out I don't wanna hear a thang Nothin' you've gotta say You should think twice About the way you been talkin' to me Betta catch a cab, get on the bus I ain't got no time for you talking all that junk I'm here to pack my stuff, is this what you want? I don't really care 'cause there's no more us Ain't got no words for you So you can stop callin' my friends Tellin' them it wasn't yo' fault And why I ain't lettin' you in To many times before I let you back in my life But this is a new day And this won't go down tonite Betta catch a cab, get on the bus I ain't got no time for you talking all that junk I'm here to pack my stuff, is this what you want? I don't really care 'cause there's no more us Mmm, mmm (Da-da-duh-da-da) Mmm, mmm (Woo) Mmm, mmm Mmm, mmm (Say what) Introduce you to Dolce and Gervana Advance you from dirtbikes to Hondas Took you from that terrible stress Now you telling me that I am a bother What kind of mess is that To tell a man who put you on his team? That’s just like killing a dream (No, no baby) That’s how it seems I worked hard to build up what I had for you I pray to God, that there’s not another man Between me and you So just tell me there’s no need to lie For while you sleepin’ with your eyes closed Do you wanna talk? Aight yo Betta catch a cab, get on the bus I ain't got no time for you talking all that junk I'm here to pack my stuff, is this what you want? I don't really care 'cause there's no more us Betta catch a cab, get on the bus I ain't got no time for you talking all that junk I'm here to pack my stuff, is this what you want? I don't really care 'cause there's no more us |
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from Real Steel (리얼 스틸) [ost] (2011)
This is the final moment,
can't let them lock me down I'm ready and I know ti, I gotta make it count This time mat never come again And I'm a fight, I'm going for the win there ain't no way I'm stoping already paid my dues Failure is not an option, I got too much too lose Running out of energy, I come hor in the coldest way Give me that, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh, Give me that, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh, Just give it a go go, give it a go go, give it a go go, give it a go go, and just give it a go go, give it a go go, give it a go go, Watch me turn it on Give me that, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh, Give me that, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh, Just give it a go go, give it a go go, give it a go go, give it a go go, and just give it a go go, give it a go go, give it a go go, Watch me turn it on No matter what you tell me, I will never give up There's no excuse for falling so don't hold your breath for love I will never let you come and steal my joy Just give up stop trying I'm no concern of yours If I'm just a pilot, won't you come fly with me You're wasting so much time with this necativity Let me give it to you in the coldest way There's no need to hate, I will never change Give me that, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh, Give me that, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh, Just give it a go go, give it a go go, give it a go go, give it a go go, and just give it a go go, give it a go go, give it a go go, Watch me turn it on Give me that, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh, Give me that, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh, Just give it a go go, give it a go go, give it a go go, give it a go go, and just give it a go go, give it a go go, give it a go go, Watch me turn it on - 연주중 - Give me that, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh, Give me that, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh, Just give it a go go, give it a go go, give it a go go, give it a go go, and just give it a go go, give it a go go, give it a go go, Watch me turn it on Give me that, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh, Give me that, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh, Just give it a go go, give it a go go, give it a go go, give it a go go, and just give it a go go, give it a go go pkmikg107님께서 등록해주신 가사입니다. |
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from Timbaland - Presents: Shock Value (2007)
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 that dope I'm the wonderwoman let me go get my robe I'm a supermodel and mami,see mami amnesty international - got Bangkok to Montauk on lock you love my ass and my abs and the video called promiscuous my style is ri-di-di-diculous,' diculous, 'diculous [chorus] 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 gra-an-and never gonna see the day that I ain't got the upper hand I'm respected from californ.i.a. way down to japan I'm a real producer and you just the piano man your song dont top the charts, I heard em, I'm not a fa-an-an Niggas talkin greasy im the one that gave them they chance somebody need to tell em they can't do it like I can [chorus] 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 mu-mumbling I don't think you came in clear. when your 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 se-sexy never left, then why's everybody on my shi it it? Don't hate on me just because you didn't come up with it. So if you see us in the club go on and walk the other way Cuz our run will never be over; not at least until we say [chorus] 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 [chorus] 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 [chorus] 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 |
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from Timbaland - Give It To Me [single] (2007)
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 that dope I'm the wonderwoman let me go get my robe I'm a supermodel and mami,see mami amnesty international - got Bangkok to Montauk on lock you love my ass and my abs and the video called promiscuous my style is ri-di-di-diculous,' diculous, 'diculous [chorus] 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 gra-an-and never gonna see the day that I ain't got the upper hand I'm respected from californ.i.a. way down to japan I'm a real producer and you just the piano man your song dont top the charts, I heard em, I'm not a fa-an-an Niggas talkin greasy im the one that gave them they chance somebody need to tell em they can't do it like I can [chorus] 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 mu-mumbling I don't think you came in clear. when your 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 se-sexy never left, then why's everybody on my shi it it? Don't hate on me just because you didn't come up with it. So if you see us in the club go on and walk the other way Cuz our run will never be over; not at least until we say [chorus] 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 [chorus] 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 [chorus] 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 |
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from Timbaland - Give It To Me [single] (2007)
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 that dope I'm the wonderwoman let me go get my robe I'm a supermodel and mami,see mami amnesty international - got Bangkok to Montauk on lock you love my ass and my abs and the video called promiscuous my style is ri-di-di-diculous,' diculous, 'diculous [chorus] 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 gra-an-and never gonna see the day that I ain't got the upper hand I'm respected from californ.i.a. way down to japan I'm a real producer and you just the piano man your song dont top the charts, I heard em, I'm not a fa-an-an Niggas talkin greasy im the one that gave them they chance somebody need to tell em they can't do it like I can [chorus] 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 mu-mumbling I don't think you came in clear. when your 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 se-sexy never left, then why's everybody on my shi it it? Don't hate on me just because you didn't come up with it. So if you see us in the club go on and walk the other way Cuz our run will never be over; not at least until we say [chorus] 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 [chorus] 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 [chorus] 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 |
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from Timbaland - Shock Value (2008)
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 that dope I'm the wonderwoman let me go get my robe I'm a supermodel and mami,see mami amnesty international - got Bangkok to Montauk on lock you love my ass and my abs and the video called promiscuous my style is ri-di-di-diculous,' diculous, 'diculous [chorus] 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 gra-an-and never gonna see the day that I ain't got the upper hand I'm respected from californ.i.a. way down to japan I'm a real producer and you just the piano man your song dont top the charts, I heard em, I'm not a fa-an-an Niggas talkin greasy im the one that gave them they chance somebody need to tell em they can't do it like I can [chorus] 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 mu-mumbling I don't think you came in clear. when your 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 se-sexy never left, then why's everybody on my shi it it? Don't hate on me just because you didn't come up with it. So if you see us in the club go on and walk the other way Cuz our run will never be over; not at least until we say [chorus] 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 [chorus] 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 [chorus] 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 |
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from Timbaland - Shock Value (2008)
[Timbaland]
Is it going? Is it going? Is it going? Is it going? I don't know.. what you're lookin' for Oh yea boss Come on [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, si mami Amnesty International got Bangkok to Montauk on lock love my ass and my abs in the video called "Promiscuous" My style is ri-dic-dic-diculous, 'diculous, 'diculous [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 gonna see the day that I ain't got the upper hand I'm respected from Californ-I-A, way down to Japan I'm a real producer and you just a piano man Your songs don't top the charts, I heard 'em, I'm not a fa-an-an Niggas talkin' greasy, I'm the one that gave them they chance Somebody need to tell them that they can't do it like I can [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) [Justin Timberlake] Could you speak up and stop mu-mumbling, I don't think you came in clear When you're sittin' on the top, it's hard to hear you from way up here I saw you tryin' to act cute on TV, "Just let me clear the air..." We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there If se-sexy never left, then why's everybody on my shi-it-it Don't hate on me just because you didn't come up with it So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say [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) [Nelly (Justin)] Oh.. (Damn, improve) Oh.. (Damn, improve) Oh.. (Damn, improve) Oh.. (Damn, improve) Oh.. (Damn, improve) Oh.. (Damn, improve) Oh.. (Damn, improve) Oh.. (Damn, improve) [Nelly + Justin] ... club, we'll be actin' real nice If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night We ain't here to hurt nobody (So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me) Wanna see you work your body (So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me) If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night We ain't here to hurt nobody (So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me) Wanna see you work your body (So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me) |
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Trackback from :: 자기만의 방 :: 2007-11-08 16:16:25
Subject : 뮤지스탤지아에서 들어본 - Timbaland(Apologize / feat.One Republic)
