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Uh oh
Ha ha,
Uh oh,
Uh oh

Told

it out

I'm the Man, join with the Timbaland
People walkin' around to they self, "Damn"
People realize who the fuck who I am
I'm like the VCR tech they bad

People don't know what they gonna see
They might see Timbaland with Flex
Or a duet with the group called Beck
Or back in the studio gettin', sex

I'm the ill nigga that loves Chips
where you at?
Here I go boy, I got yo' back a Tec 9
You see them niggas creepin',

I you knew, I told you so
Never, ever step my toe
I got that nigga the V
Static, you at?

I go, if ya pearlin' in a 'lac, then turn that shit up
If ya at the club, then tear the party up
And if you got shove, let it bump,
Not for yo' cheddah, but I keep mine in lumps

Nigga, my momma taught me that, can't sneak me the back
So I found her chasing cheese, so I watch for rats
See I'm wise like the guys and smart the streets
See I be rollin' blunts while Timb' be makin' them beats,

What cha talkin'
What you to me?
Why you at me?
have a party, B

What cha talkin'
you sayin' to me?
Why you at me?
Let's a party, B

cha talkin' 'bout?
What you to me?
Why you at me?
have a party, B

What cha talkin'
you sayin' to me?
Why you at me?
Let's a party, B

Play guitar, man, eh and damn
That shit is tight a bowl of crisps
Listen to the words that I
Makin' ya

It's the Lil' Man it down
Got all my females flashin'
It's that little that's makin' ya tickle
Come on Timbaland and gimme some of liquor

Are you
Yes, I'm
Are you
Yes, I'm
Do you see the party get chump?
Yes, I

ain't nuthin' but a party
Say
the party
Where ya
Hearty, I gotta make my way to the crib

I forgot I was on
Yeah that shit is
But nuthin' gon' happen to me
Magoo, it baby

Ha, ha, yeah, one again from VA
Yes, your southern
Keep two Tecs in my Lex 'cuz I'm
All my competition stop wishin' for my
'Cuz I'm hard like my dick, ever be on the rise

Get between some and fuck until I'm stuck
Order the main course, four bitches, I'm duck
How da fuck you payin' a bitch to fuck?
If a bitch want money for me, pray for

Only thing I is weed and big cash
If yo' ass ain't a check, nigga my ass
Leavin' freaky in stitches 'cuz hoe's be envious
Me and Timbaland still friends and continuous

Oh, what a web we when I achieved
To fuck the baddest bitch you niggaz them seen
Possible, if you got game blaze a zing
Pockets of rubbers, bitches go rump with my name

What cha talkin'
you sayin' to me?
Why you at me?
have a party, B

What cha 'bout?
you sayin' to me?
Why you at me?
Let's a party, B

What cha talkin'
What you to me?
Why you at me?
have a party, B

What cha 'bout?
What you to me?
Why you at me?
Let's a party, B

is how we do it
We make it on through
liquid fluid

is how we do
We make it ride on
Like fluid, what?

Me and my
I know you hear you little flyin' around
Yeah, have a people lookin' forward to this
Now we be out for the '98

cha talkin' 'bout?
What you to me?
Why you at me?
Let's a party, B

What cha talkin'
What you to me?
Why you at me?
have a party, B

What cha 'bout?
What you to me?
Why you at me?
Let's a party, B

What cha 'bout?
you sayin' to me?
Why you at me?
have a party, B