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Uh oh
Ha ha,
Uh oh,
Uh oh

Told

it out

I'm the Man, join with the Timbaland
People around sayin' to they self, "Damn"
can't realize who the fuck who I am
I'm the VCR tech they call bad

People don't what they gonna see next
They might see Timbaland with Funkmaster
Or doin' a duet with the group Beck
Or in the studio gettin', gettin' sex

I'm the ill nigga that Chips Ahoy
Timbaland 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 over my toe
I got that nigga the V
Static, you at?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I forgot I was on
Yeah that is real
But ain't nuthin' happen to me
Magoo, finish it

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

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

Only thing I love is and big cash
If yo' ass a check, nigga kiss my ass
Leavin' freaky bitches in 'cuz hoe's be envious
Me and still friends and will continuous

Oh, what a web we weave when I
To fuck the baddest you niggaz them ever seen
Possible, if you got they blaze a zing
Pockets of rubbers, go rump with just my name

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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