|
(feat. sebastian, sin) |
|
[timbaland talking] |
|
C'mon, ah, c'mon, ah, bounce a little, what, c'mon, yeah |
|
Ha, you didn't think i was comin like that did you? |
|
Whooo! |
|
[sebastian] |
|
From the corner to the dice where we rollin at |
|
For all my homies gettin nice off that cognac |
|
To ghetto chicks who appreciate the cadillac |
|
When it flip to the normal color like mike was back |
|
Nike hats, slightly above your nose and neck |
|
Chucks and slacks, seperated from gores and tecs |
|
Chicks in packs, please, let your weave relax |
|
I'm so gangster with this rap bouncers hold me back |
|
[timbaland] |
|
Hey g, i feel you black |
|
But let me get up in this club and show you how i act |
|
I'm a fool when it comes to these party girls |
|
I'm a fool when it comes to this party world |
|
Now ask yourself, now who do beats like me? |
|
I was the one that gave you 'hey papi' |
|
I'm like tupac, all eyes on me |
|
Got ****** messed up in the industry, but it's ok |
|
[chorus: storm & shelby (timbaland)] |
|
It's your night (yeah), no need to act uptight (uh) |
|
Go and grab somebody (go 'head), go and grab somebody |
|
And be real |
|
(and just dance a bit, c'mon and just dance a bit) |
|
Do what you feel |
|
(uh huh, and just dance a bit, c'mon and just dance a bit |
|
[magoo] |
|
Must be the first of the month |
|
Mag get up on the track and i'm rappin drunk |
|
Y'all wanna battle we can spit for days |
|
Let up sixteen bars like mayo-naise |
|
Swisher in my mouth, shower cap on my dome |
|
Ain't in the studio, little shorty i'm home |
|
Pass the phone, i'm a call all va |
|
Tell sin, call brooke and bring some alize |
|
[sin] |
|
Got in the game like what, it's over man (say what?) |
|
I spit vodka, ain't sober man (say what?) |
|
I'm a bigger guy, need extra pay |
|
Give me a bed so i can lay in my escalade |
|
You could be black, puerto rican or dominican |
|
Room 219, i don't care, send it in |
|
I'm a jiggy guy, ride one plus the five |
|
Make it a six, big bad son of a ***** |
|
[chorus 2x] |
|
[magoo] |
|
Sin got the alize from home |
|
Give me lifestyles, put 'em on my jimmy, it's on |
|
And peep out my manuscript |
|
Mag and tim party hoes so you gots to strip |
|
And i ain't playin games when i heart |
|
And leave mag hangin hard suit with christopher darden |
|
I take about a hour to bust |
|
Chickens wanna get with mag so they makin a fuss |
|
Told 'em, 'simmer down, you're next |
|
Take my headphones, listen to funkmaster flex |
|
I'll be about a minute or less |
|
Stop sittin clothes on, take off your dress' |
|
[chorus 2x] |
|
[timbaland talking to fade] |
