What`s up Jack?
[Lil` Man]
This goes out, uh huh
It goes out, uh huh
To all the B-Biters, huh? What?
Timbaland got something to say ya`ll
Check him out
This is the lil` man speaking right now
Yo, Timbaland, kick it
[Timb]
If it`s money to be made, I guess I`m the printer
If it`s ice to be rocked, I guess I`m the winner
You know my crew, Ginuwine, not the pretender
One in a million like Aaliyah
Burn like Gonorrhea, what?
I beat the beater, snares everywhere
Cris` like the diamonds in the watch on my wrist
Audiences growing like a newborn
You must be on some new and improved
Lyrically I murder tracks, put two in a crew
Tell me, who wanna mo`
Catch me in the studio, what? Doing a do
Give me 10 minutes, I`ll hook you up with joint that`s mean
>From New York, VA to Cali, all points in between
Timbo I even bowed it down in NO
And every corner that I flow
You know I get it on
Timbo, I even bowed it down in NO
And every corner that I flow
I get it on
[Lil` Man]
Can you get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where all the playa haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point `em out (Um hmm)
Can we get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where all the playa haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point `em out (Um hmm)
[Timb]
I`m the top nigga, watch nigga, hot nigga, yo (Yo)
Shit that I dropped, nonstop nigga, whoa (Whoa)
Meet the futuristic unpredicted by the psych (Uh huh)
Either nigga`s vibe or they make shit light (Whew)
Hip to the hop when I came in the do` (What?)
Missy went platinum then I came in some mo` (What?)
Aaliyah, then Ginuwine, Mag and two O`s (Uh huh)
Outside production on Coko and Total
Fugitive wanna buy the man for real
Got warrrents beats and program to kill
Timbaland nigga, and I`m Ill
Don`t believe me? Take the back of your hand and feel
I`m burnin` up, yo, can`t stop my flow
I`m burnin` up, ya`ll can`t stop my dough
Im burnin` up, up top and down south they know
When it come to these beats I don`t play, yo
I get it on
[Lil` Man]
Can I get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where all the playa haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point `em out, yeah (Um hmm)
Can we get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where all the playa haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point `em out (Um hmm)
Now she`s gon` point `em out, check it
[Bassey]
I come sweeter than a two seater Benz
Have your pockets wide open, have you spendin` on friends
It never ends, expensive indeed
Without the C`s, lavish habits love the carats
Nigga`s with mad weaves
Spendin` money ain`t nuthin`
Nigga`s who style frontin`
And then pretend ya gettin` old
Nigga, we let you know, diamond district
Platinum Rolex`s with the chips in it
MMoney to burn, nigga when will you learn
It`s automatic, now I realize I gotta have
Lifestyles of the rich, that fly assed bitch
There`s a track to be ripped, I got the hot shit
Check the whip, I`m banging from my land to my six
Had you screamin` at the show saying Bassey`s a hit
I got the gift and nigga`s know I`m ready for this
Eyes closed, lips sealed, and prepare for the kiss
[Timb & Lil` Man]
And I told ya`ll we won`t miss, what?
[Lil Man]
Did she get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where all the playa haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point `em out (Um hmm)
Point `em out, what?
Did she get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where all the playa haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point `em out, yeah (Um hmm)
Can I get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where all the playa haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point `em out, uh (Um hmm)
Can he get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where all the playa haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point `em out nigga (Um hmm)
Now point `em out, what?
Now let`s ride, yeah boo
Yo, Timbaland
People don`t understand how you do these beats, yo
Ha, even I don`t understand
You know people always tryin` to bite you
And made stuff like you
You da man right now
I ain`t mad at cha
Play on playa
