Wit' Yo' Bad Self Lyrics
| Song | Wit' Yo' Bad Self |
| Artist | Timbaland & Magoo |
| Album | Tim's Bio |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Here we go again | |
| Ha ha, here we go again | |
| Make it hot, uhh | |
| (yeah) here we go again | |
| Make it hot mad | |
| Huh, here we go again | |
| We're gon' make it hot | |
| Ha ha, here we go again | |
| (yo) skillz | |
| [mad skillz] | |
| Now listen, baby girl, i don't like kissin | |
| Flip your back out, and we can start twistin | |
| Check the intuition, the dime definition | |
| Cop all the rocks that sparkle and glisten | |
| Where your man at? yo, that cat missin | |
| I got you on the line, you mine, no fishin | |
| Satisfaction, no competition | |
| We rock the v-12, we leave him the 6's | |
| What's the deal? fulfill every wish and | |
| Haters keep hatin, dissers keep dissin | |
| We rich and, i take you out on a mission | |
| You can make it hot, what i do make it sizzle | |
| Keep you lookin jig', your nails to precision | |
| Got your girls jealous, to be you them chicks wishin | |
| Hit it on the bullseye boo no missin | |
| Keep swishin, you see gold like slick rick and | |
| Chorus: timbaland (repeat 2x) | |
| (go ahead daddy, go ahead) wit' yo' bad self | |
| (go ahead daddy, go ahead) wit' yo' bad | |
| (go ahead daddy, go ahead) wit' yo' bad self | |
| (go ahead daddy, go ahead) wit' yo' bad | |
| [mad skillz] | |
| Now what you want? prada, escada, you got that | |
| The way the one's stack ain't no way that you can stop that | |
| You in the way girl? boom when i block that | |
| Treated your physique like a beat and i rock that | |
| You got your hustle? i ain't tryin to knock that | |
| Drop carats and the ring, make sure the rock's fat | |
| You can rise, but you ain't tryin to stop that | |
| You'd think i had the keys boo the way i locked that | |
| Oh that's your man? i think it's time to drop that | |
| Lay it off, play it off, yeah you get the props back | |
| You get the dress, i get the cane and the top hat | |
| After we done boo, i let you run the clock back | |
| Fallin in love? oh never not that | |
| Who you know who control where they gettin jocked at? | |
| And in vegas i'm hittin it up like a slot rack | |
| If you think you runnin game girl you need to botch that | |
| Chorus | |
| [mad skillz] | |
| Now when you came in the door, i seen you before | |
| A dime, fine all the way to the core | |
| Thick enough to make a nigga drop to the floor | |
| Talked in your ear til my throat got sore | |
| Lames, she could see my game was straight raw | |
| Specially since she bought my tape right out the store | |
| She was like, 'ain't you 'sposed to be out on tour?' | |
| 'since you ain't tryin to go boo, what you askin for?' | |
| Need i say more, from the 8-oh-4 | |
| If you placin bets girl, then you best be sure | |
| Slick, if you sick, then i got the cure | |
| Chrome spinnin, we winnin boo, check the score | |
| Filthy rich, i like to dress like i'm four | |
| Have the chicks fightin like the next world war | |
| Sure, yo you never treat em like a whore | |
| Like jay said, 'love it or hate it, eith-er or' | |
| Chorus | |
| [timbaland] | |
| Uhh, what, uh huh | |
| What, like that, what | |
| Timbaland, what | |
| Mad skillz, uhh | |
| Collabo', what | |
| Don't go, baby | |
| Don't go, baby baby | |
| Don't go | |
| Chorus (w/o timbaland) | |
| (go ahead) 2x |
| Here we go again | |
| Ha ha, here we go again | |
| Make it hot, uhh | |
| yeah here we go again | |
| Make it hot mad | |
| Huh, here we go again | |
| We' re gon' make it hot | |
| Ha ha, here we go again | |
| yo skillz | |
| mad skillz | |
| Now listen, baby girl, i don' t like kissin | |
| Flip your back out, and we can start twistin | |
| Check the intuition, the dime definition | |
| Cop all the rocks that sparkle and glisten | |
| Where your man at? yo, that cat missin | |
| I got you on the line, you mine, no fishin | |
| Satisfaction, no competition | |
| We rock the v12, we leave him the 6' s | |
| What' s the deal? fulfill every wish and | |
| Haters keep hatin, dissers keep dissin | |
| We rich and, i take you out on a mission | |
| You can make it hot, what i do make it sizzle | |
| Keep you lookin jig', your nails to precision | |
| Got your girls jealous, to be you them chicks wishin | |
| Hit it on the bullseye boo no missin | |
| Keep swishin, you see gold like slick rick and | |
| Chorus: timbaland repeat 2x | |
| go ahead daddy, go ahead wit' yo' bad self | |
| go ahead daddy, go ahead wit' yo' bad | |
| go ahead daddy, go ahead wit' yo' bad self | |
| go ahead daddy, go ahead wit' yo' bad | |
| mad skillz | |
| Now what you want? prada, escada, you got that | |
| The way the one' s stack ain' t no way that you can stop that | |
| You in the way girl? boom when i block that | |
| Treated your physique like a beat and i rock that | |
| You got your hustle? i ain' t tryin to knock that | |
| Drop carats and the ring, make sure the rock' s fat | |
| You can rise, but you ain' t tryin to stop that | |
| You' d think i had the keys boo the way i locked that | |
| Oh that' s your man? i think it' s time to drop that | |
| Lay it off, play it off, yeah you get the props back | |
| You get the dress, i get the cane and the top hat | |
| After we done boo, i let you run the clock back | |
| Fallin in love? oh never not that | |
| Who you know who control where they gettin jocked at? | |
| And in vegas i' m hittin it up like a slot rack | |
| If you think you runnin game girl you need to botch that | |
| Chorus | |
| mad skillz | |
| Now when you came in the door, i seen you before | |
| A dime, fine all the way to the core | |
| Thick enough to make a nigga drop to the floor | |
| Talked in your ear til my throat got sore | |
| Lames, she could see my game was straight raw | |
| Specially since she bought my tape right out the store | |
| She was like, ' ain' t you ' sposed to be out on tour?' | |
| ' since you ain' t tryin to go boo, what you askin for?' | |
| Need i say more, from the 8oh4 | |
| If you placin bets girl, then you best be sure | |
| Slick, if you sick, then i got the cure | |
| Chrome spinnin, we winnin boo, check the score | |
| Filthy rich, i like to dress like i' m four | |
| Have the chicks fightin like the next world war | |
| Sure, yo you never treat em like a whore | |
| Like jay said, ' love it or hate it, either or' | |
| Chorus | |
| timbaland | |
| Uhh, what, uh huh | |
| What, like that, what | |
| Timbaland, what | |
| Mad skillz, uhh | |
| Collabo', what | |
| Don' t go, baby | |
| Don' t go, baby baby | |
| Don' t go | |
| Chorus w o timbaland | |
| go ahead 2x |
| Here we go again | |
| Ha ha, here we go again | |
| Make it hot, uhh | |
| yeah here we go again | |
| Make it hot mad | |
| Huh, here we go again | |
| We' re gon' make it hot | |
| Ha ha, here we go again | |
| yo skillz | |
| mad skillz | |
| Now listen, baby girl, i don' t like kissin | |
| Flip your back out, and we can start twistin | |
| Check the intuition, the dime definition | |
| Cop all the rocks that sparkle and glisten | |
| Where your man at? yo, that cat missin | |
| I got you on the line, you mine, no fishin | |
| Satisfaction, no competition | |
| We rock the v12, we leave him the 6' s | |
| What' s the deal? fulfill every wish and | |
| Haters keep hatin, dissers keep dissin | |
| We rich and, i take you out on a mission | |
| You can make it hot, what i do make it sizzle | |
| Keep you lookin jig', your nails to precision | |
| Got your girls jealous, to be you them chicks wishin | |
| Hit it on the bullseye boo no missin | |
| Keep swishin, you see gold like slick rick and | |
| Chorus: timbaland repeat 2x | |
| go ahead daddy, go ahead wit' yo' bad self | |
| go ahead daddy, go ahead wit' yo' bad | |
| go ahead daddy, go ahead wit' yo' bad self | |
| go ahead daddy, go ahead wit' yo' bad | |
| mad skillz | |
| Now what you want? prada, escada, you got that | |
| The way the one' s stack ain' t no way that you can stop that | |
| You in the way girl? boom when i block that | |
| Treated your physique like a beat and i rock that | |
| You got your hustle? i ain' t tryin to knock that | |
| Drop carats and the ring, make sure the rock' s fat | |
| You can rise, but you ain' t tryin to stop that | |
| You' d think i had the keys boo the way i locked that | |
| Oh that' s your man? i think it' s time to drop that | |
| Lay it off, play it off, yeah you get the props back | |
| You get the dress, i get the cane and the top hat | |
| After we done boo, i let you run the clock back | |
| Fallin in love? oh never not that | |
| Who you know who control where they gettin jocked at? | |
| And in vegas i' m hittin it up like a slot rack | |
| If you think you runnin game girl you need to botch that | |
| Chorus | |
| mad skillz | |
| Now when you came in the door, i seen you before | |
| A dime, fine all the way to the core | |
| Thick enough to make a nigga drop to the floor | |
| Talked in your ear til my throat got sore | |
| Lames, she could see my game was straight raw | |
| Specially since she bought my tape right out the store | |
| She was like, ' ain' t you ' sposed to be out on tour?' | |
| ' since you ain' t tryin to go boo, what you askin for?' | |
| Need i say more, from the 8oh4 | |
| If you placin bets girl, then you best be sure | |
| Slick, if you sick, then i got the cure | |
| Chrome spinnin, we winnin boo, check the score | |
| Filthy rich, i like to dress like i' m four | |
| Have the chicks fightin like the next world war | |
| Sure, yo you never treat em like a whore | |
| Like jay said, ' love it or hate it, either or' | |
| Chorus | |
| timbaland | |
| Uhh, what, uh huh | |
| What, like that, what | |
| Timbaland, what | |
| Mad skillz, uhh | |
| Collabo', what | |
| Don' t go, baby | |
| Don' t go, baby baby | |
| Don' t go | |
| Chorus w o timbaland | |
| go ahead 2x |
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