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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' sayin' to they self, "Damn"
People realize who the fuck who I am
I'm like the VCR tech call bad

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

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

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

Here I go, if ya pearlin' in a 'lac, turn that shit up
If ya chillin' at the club, tear the party 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, sneak me from the back
So I found her chasing cheese, so I for dirty rats
See I'm wise like the guys and smart like the
See I be rollin' blunts while Timb' be makin' them beats,

What cha 'bout?
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

What cha talkin'
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

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

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

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

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

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

Ha, ha, yeah, one more from VA
Yes, your representative
Keep two in my Lex 'cuz I'm sensitive
All my competition stop for my demise
'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, bitches, I'm serving duck
How da fuck you payin' a bitch to fuck?
If a bitch want for me, pray for luck

thing I love is weed and big cash
If yo' ass ain't a check, kiss my ass
Leavin' freaky bitches in stitches 'cuz be envious
Me and Timbaland friends and will continuous

Oh, a web we weave when I achieved
To fuck the baddest bitch you them ever seen
Possible, if you got game they a zing
Pockets of rubbers, bitches go rump just my name

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

What cha 'bout?
you sayin' 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

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

is how we do it
We it ride on through
Like fluid

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

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

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

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