One two Check out how we do One two I'ma make it hot like fire I'ma make it hot like fire I'ma make it hot like fire You're hotter than A summer day
t on this new sh*t right now Now y'all gon' have to find a new beat, new beat? Now y'all on this new sh*t right here, take your clothes off in the VIP [Chorus: Timbaland
Uh, check out the flava, I got you strung out like Kayta Catch me on [Incomprehensible] just can not fate her Later for all you whack MC's, claim to be
This is what you do This is what you do This is what you do This is what you do You make me wanna leave the one I'm with to Start a new relationship
Clap ya hands everybody, if you got what it takes I'm timbo and I want you to know that these are the brakes Uh-huh, uh-huh Hey, get ya back up off the
Yeah, yeah It's Tim-Unit ****, yeah You know I like how I sound on that **** ****, your time is up, I ain't come to catch you I knew you **** was dumb
Bounce, oh, I like you Bounce Come here girl, come here girl, come here girl, bounce Come here girl, come here girl, come here girl, bounce Come here
Let me show you boy Are you ready? Fantasy It could be, couldn't we Wildest thing, ever dreamed, boy So what will it be? Just lookin' at you, shorty
Get out, get out, you can't be in here You have to get out. I implore you, please, please You're all going to **** down here It's life or death, either
Two step Let me talk to you girl I'm in your part of town I call your phone and you're nowhere to be found You do this every time You be in my 'A' every
of, to be sought To be inside, I don't care Be my unholy, my one and my lonely We ain't got no *** band We ain't got no stinking the *** microphone setter Timbaland
Alright Hey! Clap! Oh, I need you girl Hey, I really need you I need you girl (Let me tell you something) I think I?m getting a charge So here the party
I got a plan for you and I Let's journey across the Venetian skies Can I have some of your cookies? Can I have some of your pie? May I cut the first slice
Time has come Flyweight champion of the world Flyweight champion of the world Time has come Hey girl, The Hives Take it to the back of the club And poppin
game Timbaland ain't gotta run nowhere baby, Timbaland got private plane Oh Timbaland, where he go run to? Nowhere Oh Timbaland, where he go run to? Nowhere Oh Timbaland
Aight You know I be tired of y'all telling me So i'ma just do it aight Slow down That's what everybody be telling me But I be telling them this is hot
I got a feelin' she keeps me in the dark I gotta keep my eye on her, she ain't no walk in the park I bought her this but she want that she she, she want