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TIMBALAND & MAGOO Miscellaneous In Time"(feat. Mad Skillz, Ms. Jade (C'mon girl, I was just playin with you) [Timbaland] Ah - c'mon, ah You would not believe - c'mon, ah What's goin down right now - c'mon, ah Holla!! C'mon ah You would not believe - c'mon, ah What's about to go down right now - c'mon, ah Holla, c'mon.. Guess who's back it's your favorite man Thomas Crown, a.k.a. (freaky) Timbaland I keep 'em twelve deep in the full motion van Mamis betta not speak unless I say they can Hon - whatchu know about this guy? I've been hittin girls back since "Cooley High" Groovy right, whatch'all girls doin tonight? Bumble bee let's hum right on this flight [Ms. Jade] Hum on a flight? Nigga you 'fraid of heights Ms. Jade have you whinin by the end of the night Try and try and have 'em sick when I board the jet Dough from bets, fuck around and saw off they necks You heard me black? Squeaky-ass Cadillacs I owe you one, you fuck around and owe me back Got Franklin on the mind, shit I ain't gon' front I'm a number one sinner, what-wha-wha-what? [Chorus: Timbaland] Life, is, what you make it I got plenty big faces.. to spend on you-oooh-ooh Life, is, what you make it I got plenty big faces.. to spend on you, in time [Magoo] I'll be yo' penicillin, keepin my jimmy chillin What more can I say? Top billin Niggaz got the feelin I'm wack and I fell off Said bird is the word is Charmin and Mag's off? Don't y'all see I ain't new to this game? Got hoes in each town wanna swoon me for fame But I get 'em for they cash, smokin up all they hash Treat 'em like garbage, leavin 'em in the trash [Ms. Jade] Mag I wreckon you right, but it's my fuckin night X-5, bing truck, high as a kite Powder be white, Ms. Jade, powerful bite Pet niggaz make they asses ride the back of my bike Pay for nuts and want for nada, I ain't bluffin See me in the back of the club, steadily puffin In time you will buy me this and that Meanwhile motherfucker betta holla back [Chorus] [Mad Skillz] Uh, c'mon ma, I seen you starin when I hit the door You ain't gotta front boo, I know that shit ain't yours I'm like Big out the Maximas and Acuras Trust me sweets butt-cheeks I be smackin UP! .. and that shit's fo'sho' What I really wanna say is, "Getcha coat, let's go" You seen the whips outside, the fly one's mine I'm with Tim and Mag, don't lie, take your time [Ms. Jade] Lie for what? Never been that type of chick Rubber band around the wrist, be the type to grip and flip the script, send your ass home all limp Motherfucker you ain't know? I'm a female pimp King Kong trips, ridin all the latest whips With a Corona in the holder I'm the latest bitch Yup - you could call me the greatest wench Yup - when you fuck with the greatest clique [Chorus - repeat 2X] |
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