Timbaland:
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Ooh, aah
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Uh-huh,Uh-huh,Huh
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Ooh, aah
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Uh-huh,Uh-huh,Huh
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Ooh, aah
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Uh-huh,Uh-huh,Huh
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Ooh, aah
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Uh-huh,Uh-huh,Huh
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Ooh, aah
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Uh-huh,Uh-huh,Huh
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Ooh, aah
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Uh-huh,Uh-huh,Huh
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Ooh, aah
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Check it out
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Verse 1: (?????)
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This is how I want to spit it
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I bullshitted in the eighties(Forbid)
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I had to get my mind up off the ladies
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Like these wordly things, A baby beam and shiny rings
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See this is how we do things when you're fuckin with the kings
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Of the streets
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New York is all respected
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But still we keep it hectic
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In places where we be wreckin
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Where we from, Timbaland(VA)
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See thats my man so understand these things
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Three niggas thinkin bout cream
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Me and Magoo, Ya'll realize we roll with CRU (Huh)
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All respect to, That's why your girl ain't lovin you
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We peep the card in the steez
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We even got the keys to the bed where you rest
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Your life is based on stress
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So just relax kid because my mack days are in the mist
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And you ain't got a chance like Sharon Stone on the Last Dance
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It's easy past, when I'm runnin wit your lady
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Ask yo boys, I'm pushin your Mercedes
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So what nigga
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Chorus: (Timbaland and Magoo) {Magoo} (TImbaland)
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Writtin rhymes is all that they want to do(Uh-huh,Huh,Uh-huh,huh,huh)
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They don't gotta do anything else (They don't gotta do anything else)
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(Uh, Say what, Say what, Say what)
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If writtin rhymes is all that they want to do(That they want to do)
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They don't gotta do anything else (They don't gotta do anything
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else){Yeah}
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{They don't gotta nothin else ya'll, Check it
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Verse 2: Magoo
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Dick em, Court VD, Now I'm sick wit em
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Ate a pack of cheese now I just bullshit wit em
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Kick em, Nigga when your down, Look I got to get cha
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Get away wit the crime, that's the wrong picture
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I'm in a zone like a teen on a phone
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H-I with no V, but I stay full blown
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Hah yeah yo, Put nick out the door
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You move quick but bitch, yeah your too slow
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Get on your knees like a dog and scratch ya fleas
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Somebody on the phone want to talk to your (???)
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But I got my life and Mary what's the 411
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Niggas get shook when I rhyme, You best ta fuckin run
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Get out the way cause my recitals suicidal
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I'm the rebel when I yell, Ya'll know, Ask Billy Idol
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Son of a bitch cause he a son and yous a bitch
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Me die for you, girl go dick your own bitch
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Chorus: (Timbaland and Magoo) {Magoo} (TImbaland)
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Writtin rhymes is all that they want to do(Uh-huh,Huh,Uh-huh,huh,huh)
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They don't gotta do anything else (They don't gotta do anything else)
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If writtin rhymes is all that they want to do(That they want to do)
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They don't gotta do anything else (They don't gotta do anything else)
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(Check it out, Check it out Say what, Say what)
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Writtin rhymes is all that they want to do(Uh-huh,Huh,Uh-huh,huh,huh)
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They don't gotta do anything else (They don't gotta do anything else)
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(They don't gotta do)
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If writtin rhymes is all that they want to do(That they want to do)
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They don't gotta do anything else (They don't gotta do anything else)
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(Check it out, baby)
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Timbaland:
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Hear dis beat
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It's done by me
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I do them ill beats, Ya know what I'm sayin
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People always try to bite me yo
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But they can't bit this one
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Huh They might try
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But you know what
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You got to pay a samplin if you want to bit me
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Like that
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Uh, Like that
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Uh, It's the beat, uh, Like that
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Ginuwine, uh, like that
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Aaliyah, Like that
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Playa, Like that
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Big Rob, Like that
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Big E, Like that
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Of course, my man M-A-G-OO
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And me Timbaland
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Jimmy D, we out for 97E
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Can't forget my man Elliot
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Only one
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Check it out baby
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The fight just begun we out
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Writtin' Rhymes
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| Timbaland |
