Timbaland & Magoo lyrics
Timbaland & Magoo lyrics
"Can't Nobody lyrics"
I'm So Beautiful lyrics
Out out tonight feel like going out in the night I'm gonna walk the street walk the street I wanna feel the heat feel the heat. There ain't nobody better than me can't you see? Look at me! Wild feeling wild and I'm burning up deep inside I wanna let it go let it go I'm gonna steal the show steal the show. There ain't nobody better than me can't you see? Look at me! I'm so beautiful you've gotta believe it I am beaut
(feat. 1 Life 2 Live, Lil' Man)Out out tonight feel like going out in the night I'm gonna walk the street walk the street I wanna feel the heat feel the heat. There ain't nobody better than me can't you see? Look at me! Wild feeling wild and I'm burning up deep inside I wanna let it go let it go I'm gonna steal the show steal the show. There ain't nobody better than me can't you see? Look at me! I'm so beautiful you've gotta believe it I am beaut
[Timbaland]
C'mon ah what? Ah, what?
C'mon, ah, what? Ah, what?
C'mon, c'mon, ah, what?
Ah, 1 Life 2 Live, what?
Ah, what?
[1 Life]
Live, huh? Yeah
Y'all cats ain't ready, I'm just too much
When I was young, my mamma said I used to cuss too much
If I ain't known you twenty years, I don't trust you much
Roll with nuthin' but thugs and hustlers, yeah
I don't care if they crackin' down
I'mma drug graduate without the caps and gowns
I used to have a thing for buying gats and pounds
And I laugh in my rhymes cuz you cats is clowns
[Babe Blue]
Smash you down, patch you down
We take yo guns and we blast yo' round
Pass the crown to the new female king
This is real dog, you nuthin' but a Lee Nail thing
[1 Life]
Like the end of the world
Hello, I'm Gone lyrics
(feat. Twista) [Chorus - Twista] better watch yo back there boy get on yo square or my gun'll beat your chain got the nigga figured out showin you off tellin shit aint the same go ahead and kick him out cut him up catch him sleepin fuck him up only he must not know your name pimpin is a deadly game [repeat Chorus] [Trina] oh nigga y
We put it all to a stop and(feat. Twista) [Chorus - Twista] better watch yo back there boy get on yo square or my gun'll beat your chain got the nigga figured out showin you off tellin shit aint the same go ahead and kick him out cut him up catch him sleepin fuck him up only he must not know your name pimpin is a deadly game [repeat Chorus] [Trina] oh nigga y
Chicken heads and dimes, yeah, they all gon' flock
And you go against us and you all gonna flop
When we reign, you gon' need more than a mop
[All]
[1] - Can't nobody do it like we do
(What what what what what)
Can't nobody do it like we do
(What what what what)
Can't nobody do it like we do
(What what what what what)
Can't nobody do it like y'all do
(What what what what)
When we spit, yo we never run outta rounds
This is lifeball not football, you outta bounds
Since some of you people's houses I be cruisin' around
Slow it down cuz I think that I'm losing you now
For those that's not lost, tell y'all hoe's to stop
Cuz the union is in here, toast it up
When they shoot you suppose to duck
Look at them by the bar posing drunk
(Say what?)
[Babe Blue]
1963 lyrics
You'll never know anything that I've done And you'll never know anything that I've seen Don't you pretend that you care one bit How have you been, haven't seen you in a while Found your name in the 'missing person' files Why are you here; there's nothing to prove You'll get nowhere Speak for yourself, don't be a talk-a-like Try to be righteous, like Tina; not Ike Don't be a private dancer for life And if you got a mind of your own, wh
e don't care who we toast in hereYou'll never know anything that I've done And you'll never know anything that I've seen Don't you pretend that you care one bit How have you been, haven't seen you in a while Found your name in the 'missing person' files Why are you here; there's nothing to prove You'll get nowhere Speak for yourself, don't be a talk-a-like Try to be righteous, like Tina; not Ike Don't be a private dancer for life And if you got a mind of your own, wh
We get you for how much you gross this year
You not a punk, you suppose to fear
Better not come out until the coast is clear
[1 Life]
Totin' beer, you hatin', sayin' how they get a deal that fast
But even without this rap game I still have cash
My mommy wears a money wiz, I'm trickin' buying Vickey Secret
Just to cover her punani hair
[Repeat 1]
[Lil' Man]
Uh oh, you didn't think I was coming
My people can't stand for the little man
To rock without or with bad
I can determine what chu gon' do
Are ya gon' play it? Are ya gon' move?
The party ain't gon' start if ya don't dance
I don't care if you leave, but you still be my man
I don't get mad over silly pettyness
I say to hell with it, say oh well with it
Timbaland is known watch him make ya move ya feet<
Halts Maul lyrics
Du w?nschst dir Mauer Wachturm Draht zur?ck HALTS MAUL du kriegst bei jeder Frau den Schamhaarblick HALTS MAUL f?r dich sind Kinder ein Problem der M?llabfuhr du f?hrst mit Flachmann auf Entziehungskur dein Lachen wiehert wie ein Gaul HALTS MAUL Du bist der letzte Bayern-M?nchen-Freund HALTS MAUL du faselst Adolf hat das gar nicht so gemeint HALTS MAUL du trittst aus Steuers?nden aus der Kirche aus du siehst von hinten m
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Make dope beats, rhyming sound so uniqueDu w?nschst dir Mauer Wachturm Draht zur?ck HALTS MAUL du kriegst bei jeder Frau den Schamhaarblick HALTS MAUL f?r dich sind Kinder ein Problem der M?llabfuhr du f?hrst mit Flachmann auf Entziehungskur dein Lachen wiehert wie ein Gaul HALTS MAUL Du bist der letzte Bayern-M?nchen-Freund HALTS MAUL du faselst Adolf hat das gar nicht so gemeint HALTS MAUL du trittst aus Steuers?nden aus der Kirche aus du siehst von hinten m
His Beats are like Sean Archer and Caster Troy
Ya need the same identity to find how he soars
He's the wicked man, the wicked just begun
Call him Timbaland the resurrection
Clear-ese
Don't try to hide from ya fear
Clear-ese
Don't ya hear the set got in ya ear?
Clear-ese
This is the love man you're talking to
Clear-ese
His beats are dope, I try to tell you
Can't nobody see us in the nine eight
Or the nine nine
(Freaky freaky)
You're late
(Freaky) You're late
(Freaky) You're late
(Hey girls and guys)
You're late
[Repeat 1]
[Repeat 1]
Like y'all, the public
Is y'all the public
Ya do it so well
This goes out to y'all
Quiet Storm, Z-man
1 Life 2 Live
Little Man
Wanna thank y'all
For makin' us
Who we are today