Timbaland - Şarkı Sözleri

And when I park my car
Soon as I walk in the spot women say (OWW!) they
Showin' me titties
And they callin' my name and all night ***damn babe (SHUT UP!)
Niggas is hatin' me
'Cause they girl wanna throw that thang on me like it's okay, girl !

[Chorus - The Hives & (Timbaland)]
Unh, just throw it on me, unh, just throw it on me
Unh, just throw it on me, (Wiggle that ass before ya throw it on me)
Unh, just throw it on me, unh, just throw it on me
Unh, just throw it on me, (Wiggle that ass before ya throw it on me)

[Verse 3 - Timbaland]
Girl, now, look at that ass
You probably a gold digger but I ain't Kanye
Baby girl you on the right track
But 'cha goin' the wrong way
And when we leave out the party baby girl
I *** the game that they gon' play
And when ya wake up tomorrow
I'll be on the highway (PEACE!)

[Chorus - The Hives & (Timbaland)]
Unh, just throw it on me, unh, just throw it on me
Unh, just throw it on me, (Wiggle that ass before ya throw it on me)
Unh, just throw it on me, unh, just throw it on me
Unh, just throw it on me, (Wiggle that ass before ya throw it on me)

Timbaland - Time

"Time"
(feat. She Wants Revenge)

[Timbaland:]
I *** A Feeling She Keeps Me In The Dark
I ***ta Get Keep My Eye On Her She Ain't no Walk In The Park
I'd Offer This But She Want That She She She Want It All
You See She Wanted To Paint The Picture And Say She My Broad
I *** A Little Tip From Word On The Block People Saying I Shouldn't Get Involved
But I Don' Judge Or Try To change It 'Cause You Are Who You Are
I'm Like The Drug She's Addicted To Me She Can't Leave Me Now
She Always Making Plans To Date... come and find me tomorrow goodbye girl

[Chorus (She Wants Revenge):]
She's too invested in the hours That Pass Her By
I'd Pay Attention If I Thought It Was Worth The Time

I tell her easy but Her Hands They Find A Way
Confusing Passion For The Laws he never gave
Fall Back On Reasons That We Know Won't Stand A Chance
Watching Our Shoulders Like A Memory From The Past
I tell her easy but Her Hands They Find A Way
Confusing Passion For The Laws he never gave

[Timbaland:]
I Couldn't Get Rid Of Shawty If Wanted
Cause She Was Down But I Was Tired Of Playing The Role Like I Ain't Know That She Get Around
Something About This Girl Fascinates Me She's The Type That Likes To Hang With The Stars
The Way She Makes Me Feel And Sedates Me Who Knew We Would Take It This Far
Everywhere That I Try To Go She *** a wanted poster With My Face On It
Soon As I Walk Out The Door There It Is wanted poster with my face on it
Can't Blame My Self And It's Not My Fault 'Cause Nothing Was Promised At Least I Could Say I
Was Honest But Bye Girl

[Chorus]

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]

Timbaland - To My

"To My"
(feat. Mad Skillz, Nas)

[Tim] It don't stop
[Nas] Can't stop
[Tim] Say what?
[Nas] Play your parts
[Tim] Uh-huh, it don't stop
[Nas] Nas Esco[Tim] Say what? Huh, uh-huh
[Tim] Uh-huh, it don't stop
[Tim] Uh, uh-huh, uh, uh, uh
[Tim] It don't stop, what?
[Nas] Yea yea, Brave-hearts
[Tim] Guess what y'all? Check it

[Verse One: Nas]

I, splash y'all dudes with gats I use
Ice dangle off my chest cause my cash improve
Nice knuckle game, chip-toothed, way of buck and change
I want the dough, fuck the fame
Already made history, y'all can have that, that ain't shit to me
About to have my own ASCAP, and that's that
And plus a rotisserie, instead of Kenny Rogers
and Benihana's, y'all can eat, plenty at NasBuffet of lobsters, dressed in Esco' boxers
With honies that sex so proper, best flow since Rakim
Liver, personification of drama
Describe my, characteristics, murder co-signer
Some will smoke embalmin fluid and vomit to it
I'm straight chronic, yo it's atomic how I blew up
Same ol' G, since I rocked Kangol's, Lee's
Nothin changed but my bankroll, still jig to the ankles

[Chorus: Nas]

Please, to my niggaz
To my bitches, to my gangsters
To my riders, to my niggaz
To my bitches, to my niggaz
To my riders, to my gangsters
To my bitches, to my niggaz
And fly assholes, to my niggaz
To my bitches, Timbaland and Esco
[Mad Skillz]
Yo, yo, we rippin tracks, it's like beatin beats with bats
Watchin crews change the views when the heat in they back
If you hear a click, trust me, you wouldn't hear clack
If you push it up front, I *** no choice, but to pull it back
Your rhymes don't faze me, I'm above em; half y'all raps is
born retarded, now you out here tryin to get rid of em
You should be sick of it, I posess no flaws
That's from the man that made your Head Nod til you Lick-ed his Balls
Verses I spit em, when it's my turn to get em, I *** hot flows
I only do shows for burn victims
So cock this mic, and bust out your back, kill you
And then they gonna blame me for fuckin up rap
Who's fuckin with that? Skillz and Esco', it's on
When you speak in my direction, watch your tone
From Q-B to V-A, can't count the blocks we own
It's locked and sewn I repeat nigga, watch your tone

[Chorus]

[Timbaland]
Yo commmmmme see
The big man with the diamonds and the fly Bentleys
Ladies loooooovve me; niggaz say
"Timbaland's really rappin, what the fuck is up B?"
Jeallllllousy
I kill niggaz with seven thangs, most they jackin beats
I'm a eight digit niiggy
Maybe I just rebuild Titanic and send that out to see
What?

[Chorus]

Timbaland - Tomorrow In The Bottle (Feat. Chad Kroeger)

[Intro: Sebastian]
All I wanna do is makeup
All I wanna do is makeup
All I wanna do is makeup
All I wanna do is makeup
All I wanna do is makeup
All I wanna do is makeup
All I wanna do is makeup
Put the past behind us

[Verse 1: Timbaland]
Broken promises
Broken weddin vows
If God is lookin down
knowin that he'd crack a smile (crack a smile)
How can I support a child?
Last time I had a job
Its been awhile
The question that remains so freely
Why does that happen to me (to me)
To wash away the pain I'm drinking
I'm thinking

[Chorus: Chad Kroeger]
I waited for the day that
Together we can find another way back
But everything we've *** at stake
Lets worry about today and put tomorrow in a bottle
If there's some way that we can take back
The wrong that we've created
We can change that
Don't turn your head the other way
You're gunna save today
Put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Pack it up, seal it up, close the deal (the deal)

[Verse 2: Timbaland]
Girl you ain't right
I apologize
Don't be satisfied
To what we had was gone away (hey hey)
Every other day we cuss and fight (hey hey)
And I take it 2 wrongs don't make a right
You had my head gone
I heard you did wrong
Singin that same old song
Wonderin why you mad at me (at me)
Now you understand my lingo
We still gon' be people
Baby this is how it should be
how you gonna do me like that
You was sposed to have my back
Now we both don't know how to act
Once I leave the door at my baby back

[Chorus: Chad Kroeger]

I waited for the day that
Together we can find another way back
But everything we've *** at stake
Lets worry about today and put tomorrow in a bottle
If there's some way that we can take back
The wrong that we've created
We can change that
Don't turn your head the other way
You're gunna save today
Put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Pack it up, seal it up, close the deal (the deal)
All I wanna do is makeup

[Verse 3: Timbaland]
Said I never thought that all that the love we had would go away
Now there's nothing left that you can say to me
Everyday sh*t gunna be the same
Cuz my back against the wall
Now the conclusion to the story is the same

[Verse 3: Sebastian]
I was your bread and butter
Like girl I put you on
Now that I want that lovin back
Why's the relationship so gone
Like we established the fact
That you was wrong from the get
How am I sposed to fly in my ex
From Tallahasee and back
When a girl is scared of heights
Said have you seen them jets
Now put her in the back
When the first class *** delayed the snacks
People can blame my past
People can kiss my ass
I'm at a loss for words
Chad gon' sing the rest

[Chorus: Chad Kroeger]
I'm waitin for the day that
Together we can find a way back
But everything we've *** at stake
Lets worry about today and put tomorrow in a bottle
If there's some way that we can take back
The wrong that we've created
We can change that
Don't turn your head the other way
You're gunna save today
Put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Let's put tomorrow in a bottle
Pack it up, seal it up, close the deal (the deal)
All I wanna do is makeup

Timbaland - What Cha Know About This

"What Cha Know About This"
(feat. Babe Blue (1 Life 2 Live), Mocha)

[Timbaland]
You see? I think it's time for me put it down..
.. for my females, hahah
I'ma let my females shine on this track
You see? I ain't biased
I ain't racist either
So I'ma let uhh.. Mocha bring it in

[Mocha]
The one boss bitch, not on that horse shit
Honey I wanna score with, money, I'm all for it
Speak the raw shit, they on the floor quick
Prepare to be surprised, if you think I'm a poor chick
*** off the wall shit, who could be more thick?
Plus I can flip, rough-up, or flatten out, four bricks
As for the mic, I can break flow out, or either bless em
My style is my own, and a shorty, can't test it
So y'all - ramble on, I'ma get my gamble on
Ceram' handle-arm, while y'all scramble on
Want to battle? It's on, I'll take you on anywhere
I'll take you on a bus, on a boat, or up in the air
I'll take you on with the gat, I'll take you on on the track
I'll take yo' ass on a trip, and you never come back
Though this a freestyle, these styles ain't free
When I'm done, better believe, they *** a PILE for me

[Chorus: Timbaland and Babe Blue (repeat 2X)]

What cha know about this, ha? You don't know
Lemme show you bout this, ha? We gon' blow
We don't go without hits, ha? Get the dough
You can never doubt this, ha? Ha?

[Mocha]
Y'all go 'head and yap on, I'ma keep rap strong
Talk but don't act on what you rap on (say what?)
I speak facts to beat clacks, and lead tracks
Heed that, relax, feedback? Keep that
Bet-ta ease back, never see me slack
Break your kneecaps - then, have you do three laps
Tryin to see this half a mil, y'all - dingy stacks
for - weed in sacks, tote - ki's to crack
Wonder why they can't keep they eyes off me?
Y'all chicks ain't 8, I'm a dime plus 3
*** a 6? I *** a stack
*** a whip? I *** a jet

*** a clip? I *** a tec
That's why you not a threat
Wanna know how you could be down too?
Can not do, make em say "ahhh, oohh"
Been through it, put too much into it
And writin so long, I ran out of pen fluid

[Chorus {except last line}]

[Timbaland] Babe Blue

[Babe Blue]
Y'all chicks assed out, Babe Blue's here
Shook out your mind, cause my debut's near
All y'all demo chicks see me when you master yours
I surpass you whores, then I smash your broads
Shorty, don't get your hopes high, praise the most high
Babe Blue, livin loca
I crush all those, small hoes, what?
My go-to-the-store clothes is better than your wardrobe
You ain't seein mine, I walk right in the club
You one of them chicks that be in line
Me? Studded out, ice flooded out
Bitch you ain't nice - please, cut it out
Bronx to the death, we gon' spit raw
Timbaland *** beats, what you talkin shit for?
Forget yours, Moch' and Blue, comin through
Bystorm, Z Man, tell me what you gon' do?

[Chorus]

[Timbaland] It ain't over!

[Babe Blue]
Y'all chicks talk a lot, now you wanna hate me?
Moch' and Blue, Cagney and Lacey
Start the biddin wars at 1.2
We gonna show all of y'all what one joint do
You wanna get the third degree, cause you never heard of me?
See thugs murder me, deep blood burgundy?
Hell nah, see I'm tryin to get my mail ma
But y'all chicks didn't know, so I had to tell y'all

[Chorus]

[Timbaland]
Doubt this, uh uh uh, whaaat?
Let it ride, uh uh, uh-uh uh-uh
Tonight (1 Life 2 Live) uh uh, uh-uh uh-uh
Uh uh, uh-uh uh-uh
(1 Life 2 Live baby) Uh uh, uh-uh uh-uh
Uh uh, uh-uh uh-uh, 1 Life 2 Live
What what? Uh uh uh uh
What cha know about this, ha?

Timbaland - What Cha Talkin' 'bout

"What Cha Talkin' 'bout"
(feat. Lil' Man & Static)

[Intro]
(What cha talkin' 'bout?)
[Repeat above throughout intro]

[Lil' Man] Uh oh
Ha ha, what?
Uh oh, what?
[Timb] Told y'all
[Lil' Man] What?
[Timb] Told y'all
[Lil' Man] What? Check it out

[Lil' Man]
I'm the Lil' Man, join with the Timbaland
People walkin' around sayin' to theyself "Damn!"
People can't realize who the fuck who I am
I'm like the VCR tech they call bad
People don't know what they gonna see next
They might see Timbaland with Funkmaster Flex
Or doin' a duet with the group called Beck
Or back in the studio gettin', gettin' sex

[Timb] I'm the ill nigga that loves Chips Ahoy
[Lil' Man] Timbaland where you at?

[Timb]
Here I go boy, I *** yo' back with a Tec 9
You see them niggas creepin', what?
I thought you knew, I told you so
Never, ever step over my toe (nah nah)
I *** that nigga (what what)
From the "V", Static, where you at?

[Static]
Here I go, if ya pearlin' in a 'lac, then turn that shit up
If ya chillin' at the club, then tear the party up
And if you *** shove, let it bump bump
Not speakin' for yo' cheddah, but I keep mine in lumps
Nigga, my momma taught me that, can't sneak me from the back
So I found her chasing cheese, so I watch for dirty rats
See I'm wise like the guys, and smart like the streets
See I be rollin' blunts while Timb' be makin' them beats, Timbaland

[Lil' Man & Timbaland]
[1] - What cha talkin' 'bout?
What you sayin' to me?
Why you staring at me?
Let's have a party, B

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

[Repeat 1]

[Lil' Man]
Play that guitar, man, eh, and damn!
That shit is tight like a bowl of crisps
Listen to the words that I spit, makin' ya sick
It's the Lil' Man puttin' it down
*** all my females flashin' around
It's that little voice that's makin' ya tickle
Come on Timbaland, and gimme some of that liquor

[Timb]
Are you drunk? (Yes, I'm drunk)
Are you pump? (Yes, I'm pump)
Do you wanna see the party get chrump?
(Yes, I pump)
This ain't nuthin' but a party (Say what?)
After the party (Where ya goin'?)
Hearty, I ***ta make my way back to the crib
I for*** I was on probation (Yeah that shit is real)
But ain't nuthin' gon' happen to me
Magoo, finish it baby

[Magoo]
Ha ha, yeah
One more again from VA
Yes, your southern representative
Keep two Tecs in my Lex, cuz I'm sensitive
All my competition stop wishin' for my demise
Cuz I'm hard like my dick, we'll ever be on the rise
Get between some thighs, and fuck until I'm stuck
Order the main course, four bitches, I'm serving duck
How da fuck you payin' a bitch just to fuck?
If a bitch want money for me, pray for luck
Only thing I love is weed and big cash
If yo' ass ain't a check, nigga kiss my ass
Leavin' freaky bitches in stitches, cuz hoe's be envious
Me and Timbaland still friends and will continuous
Oh, what a web we weave
When I achieved to fuck the baddest bitch you niggaz them ever seen
Possible, if you *** game they blaze a zing
Pockets of rubbers, bitches go rump with just my name

[Repeat 1]
[Repeat 1]

[Timb]
This is how we do it
We make it ride on through
Like liquid fluid
This is how we do
We make it ride on through
Like liquid fluid, what?
Me and my posse
I know you hear you little airplanes flyin' around
Yeah, have a couple people lookin' forward to this
Now we ***ta be out
For the '98

[Repeat 1]

Timbaland - Who Am I

"Who Am I"
(feat. Twista)

[Timbaland talking:]
Da Da Da Da Da Da
Yes yes yes yes yes yes
It's me again baby, Timbaland
And uh, we doin somethin like dis
Hear da beat?
Uh
[clapping]
Say what?
Thats right
Thank you, thank you, thank you
[laughing] Uh right now, Ima bring a special guest in
He gon' rip it for me, like this, check it out

[Twista]
Who am I, Nigga wid tha blunt, steady trippin, sippin on the concoction,
with tha gun cocktin
Drum knockin, ***ta get off
Bitches and killas in the front watchin
Flowin with like a finna studda some
Betta come off a butta ton, brotha run, I hope he said he were
Ima flow until my belly hurt
Pimp nigga rockin on tha stage an rock on in the petty shirt
Let it ruff, ooh
Feels like anotha one
Who you be? Mr. Shystie
The one who make you frown up like the lemon in my ice tea
The muthafucka most likely
To get a tuba with the opposition in my position
I break em off when I give em tha heat
Steady re' for rollin
Bullets body decomposion
I dismember the weak on the Timbaland beat
You remember the beat
Conversation we had
When my adrinallin was rushin
Check yo brakes and knee pads
When the twis to get tha bus in
Bodys gon' get rushed in
I can make em hit tha dance flo
Brothas, bitches, and hustlers
I get up in the guts homie, never phoney
Hitta wigga when he run up on me
Yall muthafuckas still don't know me
Let em' learn slowly

[Chorus:2x]
Who you be?
Im tha one that stay high
Center maka up tha party, rockin bodys
with tha thugga hands up in the sky
neva shy he's fly
Who am i, who you be?
I'm the one's gon' get buck
T-straight from the Chi
Ribal, homosydal, everybody duck
With tha party up and pimp struck
T-N-T now I say who am I

Who you be? Who am I?

The one who's surrounded by the wood
500 wid the ribs stickin through the hood
Up to no good thats why'd stay they misunderstood
And Im always in tha mix of some shits
Scoop a shawty an she thick
And tha bitch getts grip in them hips
Putta dick on tha lips top it doggie style, she my homie gal
So I tricked on that bitch
Now who you be?
The one who's on tha dance floor
Sex gon be one of tha mass hoes
Freak on a bad hoe
you's could really wanna flash gold
Turn a hater to a sass hoe
Play an ballin up at Cape Town, strippin went down
Study, tippin off of CDs an Tapes
Though see niggas see Gs to take
Run up to tha car, *** no thangs
They *** CDs to break, no easy pace
Who you be?
The crime cause other obituary an uligy
Photo stank and yall be who to see
Only smokin it wid you and me
Lets go hang out where tha booty be
I was on sumthin, no frontin
Yello wide ol' belly in the po funkin
Grinnin while up in the curb
Wanna journey for herb
Always tellin somebody to smoke somethin
True indeed

[Chorus 2x]

The one thats flowin fluently
Make yo baby say goo to me
Whatcha did to her
Didn't ask why I hit her for
Cause the game like liturature
Get it Get it gurl
I don't know what you was waitin on
But if you aint wid a partna
This young monsters a fly guy
Shake a lil bit of dat body
We gon party till we sky high
To my playas an soldiers, shady niggas, young thugs and strap hoes,
pimps strikin fees and red bones
Ghetto fees and Gs an MC's for the rifols
The one that be kickin off air time
From sunrise ta bedtime
All of yall need ta know me, the one an only
Pimp slach tingin twista from tha Chi
Makin compotition die slowly
Who am I?

[Chorus 2x]

[Timbaland]
Ha ha ha ha
Yall didn't think that I would do it again twice did ya
Ha ha
I do it like that, I put it down
For tha 98 or TNT
Thang ya know what Im sayin
Timbaland and Twista
Yall fools couldn't recognize could ya?
I put it down for all parts of the area
We out

Timbaland - Wit' Yo' Bad Self