(feat. 1 Life 2 Live, Lil' Man)
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[Timbaland]
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C'mon ah what? Ah, what?
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C'mon, ah, what? Ah, what?
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C'mon, c'mon, ah, what?
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Ah, 1 Life 2 Live, what?
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Ah, what?
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[1 Life]
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Live, huh? Yeah
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Y'all cats ain't ready, I'm just too much
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When I was young, my mamma said I used to cuss too much
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If I ain't known you twenty years, I don't trust you much
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Roll with nuthin' but thugs and hustlers, yeah
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I don't care if they crackin' down
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I'mma drug graduate without the caps and gowns
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I used to have a thing for buying gats and pounds
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And I laugh in my rhymes cuz you cats is clowns
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[Babe Blue]
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Smash you down, patch you down
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We take yo guns and we blast yo' round
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Pass the crown to the new female king
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This is real dog, you nuthin' but a Lee Nail thing
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[1 Life]
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Like the end of the world
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We put it all to a stop and
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Chicken heads and dimes, yeah, they all gon' flock
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And you go against us and you all gonna flop
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When we reign, you gon' need more than a mop
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[All]
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[1] - Can't nobody do it like we do
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(What what what what what)
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Can't nobody do it like we do
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(What what what what)
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Can't nobody do it like we do
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(What what what what what)
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Can't nobody do it like y'all do
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(What what what what)
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When we spit, yo we never run outta rounds
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This is lifeball not football, you outta bounds
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Since some of you people's houses I be cruisin' around
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Slow it down cuz I think that I'm losing you now
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For those that's not lost, tell y'all hoe's to stop
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Cuz the union is in here, toast it up
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When they shoot you suppose to duck
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Look at them by the bar posing drunk
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(Say what?)
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[Babe Blue]
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We don't care who we toast in here
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We get you for how much you gross this year
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You not a punk, you suppose to fear
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Better not come out until the coast is clear
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[1 Life]
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Totin' beer, you hatin', sayin' how they get a deal that fast
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But even without this rap game I still have cash
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My mommy wears a money wiz, I'm trickin' buying Vickey Secret
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Just to cover her punani hair
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[Repeat 1]
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[Lil' Man]
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Uh oh, you didn't think I was coming
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My people can't stand for the little man
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To rock without or with bad
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I can determine what chu gon' do
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Are ya gon' play it? Are ya gon' move?
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The party ain't gon' start if ya don't dance
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I don't care if you leave, but you still be my man
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I don't get mad over silly pettyness
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I say to hell with it, say oh well with it
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Timbaland is known watch him make ya move ya feet
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Make dope beats, rhyming sound so unique
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His Beats are like Sean Archer and Caster Troy
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Ya need the same identity to find how he soars
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He's the wicked man, the wicked just begun
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Call him Timbaland the resurrection
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Clear-ese
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Don't try to hide from ya fear
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Clear-ese
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Don't ya hear the set got in ya ear?
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Clear-ese
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This is the love man you're talking to
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Clear-ese
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His beats are dope, I try to tell you
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Can't nobody see us in the nine eight
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Or the nine nine
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(Freaky freaky)
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You're late
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(Freaky) You're late
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(Freaky) You're late
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(Hey girls and guys)
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You're late
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[Repeat 1]
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[Repeat 1]
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Like y'all, the public
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Is y'all the public
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Ya do it so well
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This goes out to y'all
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Quiet Storm, Z-man
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1 Life 2 Live
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Little Man
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Wanna thank y'all
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For makin' us
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Who we are today
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Can't Nobody
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| Timbaland |
