Timbaland

Ivankamaza · **~Ljubav i Snovi~**

Can't Nobody

[timbaland]
C'mon ah what? ah, what?
C'mon, ah, what? ah, what?
C'mon, c'mon, ah, what?
Ah, 1 life 2 live, what?
Ah, what?

[1 life]
Live, huh? yeah
Y'all cats ain't ready, I'm just too much
When I was young, my mamma said I used to cuss too much
If I ain't known you twenty years, I don't trust you much
Roll with nuthin' but thugs and hustlers, yeah
I don't care if they crackin' down
I'mma drug graduate without the caps and gowns
I used to have a thing for buying gats and pounds
And I laugh in my rhymes 'cause you cats is clowns

[babe blue]
Smash you down, patch you down
We take yo guns and we blast yo' round
Pass the crown to the new female king
This is real dog, you nuthin' but a lee nail thing

[1 life]
Like the end of the world
We put it all to a stop and
Chicken heads and dimes, yeah, they all gon' flock
And you go against us and you all gonna flop
When we reign, you gon' need more than a mop

[all]
1 - can't nobody do it like we do
(what what what what what)
Can't nobody do it like we do
(what what what what)
Can't nobody do it like we do
(what what what what what)
Can't nobody do it like y'all do
(what what what what)

When we spit, yo we never run outta rounds
This is lifeball not football, you outta bounds
Since some of you people's houses I be cruisin' around
Slow it down 'cause I think that I'm losing you now
For those that's not lost, tell y'all hoe's to stop
'cause the union is in here, toast it up
When they shoot you suppose to duck
Look at them by the bar posing drunk
(say what? )

[babe blue]
We don't care who we toast in here
We get you for how much you gross this year
You not a punk, you suppose to fear
Better not come out until the coast is clear

[1 life]
Totin' beer, you hatin', sayin' how they get a deal that fast
But even without this rap game I still have cash
My mommy wears a money wiz, I'm trickin' buying vickey secret
Just to cover her punani hair

Repeat 1

[lil' man]
Uh oh, you didn't think I was coming
My people can't stand for the little man
To rock without or with bad
I can determine what chu gon' do
Are ya gon' play it? are ya gon' move?
The party ain't gon' start if ya don't dance
I don't care if you leave, but you still be my man
I don't get mad over silly pettyness
I say to hell with it, say oh well with it
Timbaland is known watch him make ya move ya feet
Make dope beats, rhyming sound so unique
His beats are like sean archer and caster troy
Ya need the same identity to find how he soars
He's the wicked man, the wicked just begun
Call him timbaland the resurrection
Clear-ese
Don't try to hide from ya fear
Clear-ese
Don't ya hear the set got in ya ear?
Clear-ese
This is the love man you're talking to
Clear-ese
His beats are dope, I try to tell you
Can't nobody see us in the nine eight
Or the nine nine
(freaky freaky)
You're late
(freaky) you're late
(freaky) you're late
(hey girls and guys)
You're late

Repeat 1
Repeat 1

Like y'all, the public
Is y'all the public
Ya do it so well
This goes out to y'all
Quiet storm, z-man
1 life 2 live
Little man
Wanna thank y'all
For makin' us
Who we are today

Ivankamaza · **~Ljubav i Snovi~**

Clock Strikes

[Magoo]
See, them other crews could not figure me
It's the Mag and double-ooh, got that fat CD
Buck a crystal, hit a nigga with my blunt Philly
Fake MC's getting assed like they eatin chili
Only way they seem to rap is if they got a Philly
Maybe I'm Nicole Brown, cause you really kill me
Got away with hittin me, but you ain't O.J.
I'm bout to shake up the world like Cassius Clay
When I bumble watch your back cause I sting like bee
This ain't the Wild Wild West and you ain't Kool Moe Dee
Watch a movie now you think that you really Joe Pesci
You don't want beef with me, like a diaper I'm messy

[Timbaland]
I'm that laid back brother they call Timbaland
I drive a 850 sometimes a 3-2 Mazda van
You can catch me standin in my b-boy stance
Or catch me at home watchin Who's the Man?
They call robber, cause I pack much heat
Don't call me now, because they dig the way I speaks
I'm like a genie, because I've been trapped in a bottle
I've got more stunts, than that nigga Desperado
Come follow, a mad brother where'll there be no sun
no sun tomorrow, you be sayin, when can we meet? Uhh uhh
My offices hours are nine to five
Ain't that right Maganoo, Maganoo? Right... right

Chorus: Magoo

When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah
They'll be dancin, through the night
Da-da-da, da, da (HEY!)
Da-da-da, da, da (AHH!)

Da-da-da, da, da (HEY!)
Da da daahhhhhh! (AHH!)
(repeat with hey's and ahh's added in regularly throughout)

[Timbaland]
Now gimme that...
And run with the... (AHH)
Party people are you ready for Tim and Maganoo
As we come, rum & coke, won't you kick a verse too

[Magoo]
Yo I'm bout to get it started like I'm Hammer then I farted
You retarded if you thinkin Brandy really broken hearted
I departed doin dirt, lookin up your girl's skirt
Keep it Steve Martin style, bustin loose like jerk
I get Up like -town, gimme don't say no more
Got them scars on my face cause my health be poor
You Milli Vanilli, I'm Kurtis Blow like eighty-fo'
No I don't want your girl she be suckin my big toe
You get death like row, I take a beanie then I jet
Peace to Tupac, cause he was dope as it get
Twisted but you ain't Keith Sweat and shit got hot
Make a block then make a circle then I rock that spot
The rappin Don, I make a dyke go straight
If you think I'm cute, then you up too late
Make no mistake, I'm a question with no answer
Riddle me like the Joker get burnt like JoJo dancer

Chorus 2X

(hey's and ahh's continue for a bit without Magoo)

Chorus 1/2

Ivankamaza · **~Ljubav i Snovi~**

Come And Get Me (feat 50 cent & Tony Yayo)

Timbaland

Nigga Your Time Is Up, I Aint Come To Kid You
I Knew You niggas Was Dumb, But How Dumb Is You
Thinkin You Can See The King, When You Unofficial
You Dont wanna Go To War, Cuz I'll Launch These Missiles
I'm A Ride Or Die Nigga, I Be Tearin Shit Up
We Aint Like Them Other Fools, Who Dont Compare To Us
All The Hoes Love A Nigga, They be Backing It Up
But Me I Love Money I Be Stacking It Up
When My Bandwagon Pull Up They Hop On Board
They Hop Right On Mine and Hop Right Off Yours
I Get Respect Homie All Across The Board
I Get A Quarter Mill A Track Without An Award
Ever Wanna Test A Nigga Then Come See Me
In The Street I Hold My Ground Like I'm Concrete
I Know Shit Aint Sweet so When Shit Get Deep
I'm Rich I Can Pay To Have You Six Feet Deep
(Nigga)

Chorus

I Give It To Whoever Want It, If You Want It Come See Me
You Know Where I'm At If You want it ,If You Want It Come Get Me (x2)

50 Cent

Nigga You Violate I Regulate ra ta tat tat
Bigger Shells They Fit In That Banana Clip Tech
Run and A Bullseye, Form on Your Back
It's Hard To Miss Wit A Full Clip In The Mac

I Got Ammo Ammo I Unload, Reload, Cut A Nigga Quick
Ye My Knife Game Lethal That Tough Guy Shit,
Nigga Thats What I see Through
You Like a 3 Course Meal Motherfucker I Eat You
You Food And I'm In The Mood, So Front I Let The Hammer Fly
Nigga You Can Duck, Run For Cover, Or Die
Your Choice, You Choose
I Pop, You Move, Like You In Shock You Been Shot
Nigga.. Your Blood On The Street, You Up Ships Creek
You Can Hardly Speak, Startin To Get Weak Your Eyes Close
Your Life Flash, Your Heart Slow, Your Heart Stop,
Your Ass Dead, You Fucked Kid

(Chorus)

Tony Yayo

I'm Like Nicholas Cage Yeye Its The Ghost Rider
P89 Ye I Let My Toast Slide, Costa Rica To Brazil
I Got My Hoes In The Lamb, why Your Bitch Bald Headed
Like Britney Spears, I'm In The Projects Gettin Dope and Piff Money
2 More Flips Thats Anna Nicole Smith Money, Fuck A G4
I'm In a G 500, G 450, G550, Thats Airplane Talk
I'm The Aviator Man Baby AR Shoot Your Baby Out Your Hands
Spaghetti And Corn Bread, Mix Got Me Blunted,
There's No Talk Abouts.. You Dont Fuck On An Empty Stomach
By Out The Mall, Then Hug The Block, Hundred Thou Wood Grain
In A Phantom Drop, Then I Cruise In The Club
Got My Ruge In The Club, Pay A Bouncer A Buck
Now My Uz In The Club, Ye Nigga

Ivankamaza · **~Ljubav i Snovi~**

Considerate Brotha

[Ludacris] Ahh.. yea, yEAH Disturbin' Tha Peace, the Beat Club Ludacris - straight from the ATL We gon' take it to NC, to VA To L.A., to N.Y., and e'rywhere in between Uh, we gon' do it like this, Timbaland Magoo Check it out [Magoo] Mag meetcha at, 7/11 a quarter to seven Buy rubbers six-fifty then we fuckin this heaven My bastard ass the kid momma let him hit it He gon' nut up in ya mouth and she bet' not spit it Look, bein a mack is all about your game I maim hoes for makin me cum, then make her buy me some rum I got the town ho-infested, you seen 'em Invested in prostitution, turned it into an institution Well be far be it from me, to advertise my enterprise All I'm sayin man, my street shit is organized I got it franchised, from city to city, state to state Don't look at the house, I own the whole estate But wait (but wait).. baby baby baby baby shake too (shake too) Baby baby (baby baby).. make too (make too) Baby baby baby baby shake too, make too [Chorus + (Timbaland)] I don't love 'em (no) I don't need 'em (no) I might hug 'em (yea) I might feed 'em (yea) You can call me (you can call) a considerate brotha (say what?) A considerate brotha (that's what I am) I will touch 'em (what) but won't beat 'em (what) I will fuss wit 'em (ah) I never mistreat 'em (uh) You can call me (call me) a considerate brotha (say what?) A considerate brotha [Timbaland] Whoaaaahhh Wakin up Saturday about to press my suit Wakin up early about to fix me some orange juice I got my chicks LINED UP, which one 'em I'm gonna choose I got my guns LINED UP, which one 'em I'm gonna use I got my - Louis Vuitton on, pumpin that mind-blowin Chicks can't even drive straight without them blown they horn I'm just a illmatic, pumpin all dramatic Carry a automatic, keep up on all tactics I'm just that pimp nigga from Va. Beach Rrrrob each, uh, let me not slur my speech I got that liquor in me, no juice no vodka But the straight up Remi, kicks bout to get loose cause I got it in me, bout to take one home and "Free Willy" - Timb, you so silly See I been pimpin, before yo' days Pimpin ain't easy, hey hey hey hey [Chorus + (Timbaland)] I don't love 'em (no) I don't need 'em (no) I might hug 'em (yea) I might feed 'em (yea) You can call me (call me) a considerate brotha (say what?) A considerate brotha (uhh) I will touch 'em (touch 'em) but won't beat 'em (won't beat 'em) I will fuss wit 'em, never never mistreat 'em You can call me (call me) a considerate brotha (uh-huh) A considerate brotha [Ludacris] BITCH I pack a black tux fo' emergencies Want me to treat 'em with courtesy But psssh, Ludacris mack nigga BITCH get on you purposely Perfectly, dressed to impress, fresh from the head down Leave 'em let down, I'm the KING of this shit, you take a step down Admire the merchandise, talk back get slapped twice or handheld, I got women sendin me panties in my fanmail Pimp hat with a big mouth, ATL, dirt South Hoes comin up short? Hoes finna get cursed out! It's the fullback blast in the formation grab yo' helmet Slam the mask out of these hoes and they say, "What is that, velvet?" And they betta meet they quota, betta yet betta meet they deadline And I got hoes who legs go back further than yo' father hairline From Raggedy Ann & Andy to daquiri drinks and brandy I take 'em off the streets and put 'em back on with a lil' candy I'm the - pimp of the year, I'm a pimp all around A pimp of the town - we pimpin 'em up, HOES DOWN [Chorus + (Timbaland)] I don't love 'em (no) I don't need 'em (no) I might hug 'em (yea) I might feed 'em (yea) You can call me (call me) a considerate brotha (say what?) A considerate brotha (uh-huh) I will touch 'em (what) but won't beat 'em (what) I will fuss wit 'em, never never mistreat 'em You can call me (call me) a considerate brotha (uh-huh) A considerate brotha (whoahhhh) [Timbaland] (ea-sy) Feel me now Feel me now baby, come on Come on walk with me, walk witcha daddy (ea-sy) Yea, take it easy baby Let your hair blow out, come on

Ivankamaza · **~Ljubav i Snovi~**

Deep In Your Memory

[Timbaland]
Whas happenin dude?
Whatchu thinkin about there?
What's goin on? Talk to me
I know you're thinkin
What? Must be a lot on your mind
Express yourself fool
Tell me what you thinkin about, nigga

[Magoo]
Who why whatever, any puzzle I put it together
With any stress I'm copin like a flesh wound I'm open
Still got balls after vasectomies
My anatomy is strictly scientifical your life is pitiful
I got no relationships, just hit and then dismiss
My sex is strictly fuck, no man, I do not kiss
Keep my shirt on, I'm quick to dress back up
I'm chargin girls for dick, my dick you stick up
Butt naked, like Adam and Eve on Christmas Eve
Who is God? White the Devil, do you believe?
Scratch your head and think about it for a minute
Is my life a dream and y'all playin parts in it?
You talkin like you drunken, but you flunkin
Classes you be takin, let me bring home the bacon
We been hoodwinked, bamboozled
Led astray, til all our business on rent in late

Somewhere in your mind
And real deep in your memory
You try to hide away
Your true feelings
(repeat 2X)

Am I underrated? Thinkin bout it get me frustrated
I'm elated, that keep it real is outdated
Graduated, from PG now I'm X-Rated
Glad I made it, left you behind, and you hate it
Look into my eyes, do you see a nigga or a person
See I worsen, section eight got to be flirtin
Fuck workin, for eighty-five who you jivin?
Still survivin, lock your fuckin door when I'm arrivin

Surprisin realizin magnetisin
This rhyme bend how I'm risin, hypnotizin
Got comments, put replies in
No lies in, if you do your life will need revivin
When I'm sleep I die, when I wake up I'm born
I leave the Earth each day to get my soul reborn
So to God I pray, I make it through this day
This must be Deja Vu, cause I relive this day

Somewhere in your mind
And real deep in your memory
You try to hide away
Your true feelings
(repeat 2X)

[Timbaland]
Bring it on it, freak it on it

[Magoo]
Child abused, as a child
Child Magoo, buck-wild
Wel-fare, met the cake
Too much sugar, in the Kool-Aid
Mis-fit, un-til
I fucked Jiil, on the hill
Look, out, heads, up
To the girls, let's buck
Like, night-shade, grows
Workin dope, mind, flows
But, please, I'm on hot
I cook, non-stop
Stick a pin, in some paper
Take notes, play ya later
Praise, God, he, made ya
No, man, but, praiser

Somewhere in your mind
When you think deep in your memory
You try to hide away
Your true feelings
(repeat 2X)

Ivankamaza · **~Ljubav i Snovi~**

Don't Make Me Take It There

[Timbaland]
Yau [echo 2x Yau]
They still won't give me my props
Now I'm pissed off
Y'all will see the other side of me
Come on
Like this

I'm thinking 'bout what the music game might be
If a nigga didn't make his entry
Niggaz would be making them same ol' beats
Waiting on my arrivlary
Y'all niggaz gonna learn to appreciate me
Instead of always comparin' me
If I hear one more remark about me
I guess I gotta ride on my enemies

Oho oho oho oho
Oho oho oho oho - Don't make me take it there
Oho oho oho oho
Oho oho oho oho - Don't make me take it there
Oho oho oho oho
Oho oho oho oho - Don't make me take it there
Oho oho oho oho - What I will nigga

What the fuck would the music be, if it wasn't for Timothy
When the game is feverish, then I create the remedies
And crumble leads until I'm buzz and I'm laxed
And them hoes show me love in every club that I'm at
For every hood got' get back, what another nigga envy
But I swear I ain't no killer, but y'all niggaz 'bout to tempt me
To the point there the barrels empty until you gon' recent me
When Morpheus missing the desert of the real he meant me
Like a monster I am simply, do the records into three
Let my music not really be confused with anybody
'cause there's something like Mister Mohammed Ali in his prime
then I float like a butterfly and sting with the rhyme
and the mic happens ring with the nine
if it's drama let these niggaz tryin' to bring to my mind
I seem to remind that Thomas Crown is spoke
and if you don't love it you can shove a dick down your throat

I'm thinking 'bout what the music game might be
If a nigga didn't make his entry
Niggaz would be making them same ol' beats
Waiting on my arrivlary
Y'all niggaz gonna learn to appreciate me
Instead of always comparin' me
If I hear one more remark about me
I guess I gotta ride on my enemies

Oho oho oho oho
Oho oho oho oho - Don't make me take it there
Oho oho oho oho
Oho oho oho oho - Don't make me take it there
Oho oho oho oho
Oho oho oho oho - Don't make me take it there
Oho oho oho oho - What I will nigga

Look at my eyes nigga, wakin' up early in the morning to the sun rise nigga
Momma yelling rise nigga get up out that bed snoarin'
if you want it go get it fuck havin' to beg for it
Even if you gotta break your neck I'm a releg for it
I said listen to behind a hot roller bread for it
Contemplating know how to work my math and bred story
I don't work my fingers to the bone until they bled storin'
So you can say that I'm a giant a preacher of habit
walking over these watches squaking the reach in the head with
niggaz watching me go free not just a week in my marriage
with the game in the cabbage with my name and my status
but I remain as the baddest motherfucker 's established
and I 'm still at it grounding that Hennessey straight popping that still mad at
Down at my enemies' face and you're like a kill habit
In front of my enemies' face I shit like a steal rabbit
To show I'm his real static and hold me ideal at it
With my poker face until I at least make a mil at it
At least make a meal love it I'm hungry and still clutch it
All for that mil ticket outta that steal lovin'

[Frank Lee White]
Well I was riding 95 to Virginia the other day
And I thought to myself ain't this where Timbaland used to stay
I heard he moved to New York City but he work in Miami
Only time he back round here is when he visit his granny
Now ain't it funny how the money make a man change
But shit Timmy I don't think he changed a damn things
'xcept the rap game and bust the track game
shit he be gobbeling the grammies like he pac-man
can you get with that man let's gone take it back to the roots
before them backpacking rappers with them hoodies and boots
before Sam Goddie and MTV
before these killers and these hundred dollar billars feeling making MC
before the white rap explosion before the corrosion
when we was just getting started and them doo's wouldn't open
it was people like Timmy who was kickin' them in
shit whatcha cookin' in that kitchen again
some shit like that

[Timbaland]
I'm thinking 'bout what the music game might be
If a nigga didn't make his entry
Niggaz would be making them same ol' beats
Waiting on my arrivlary
Y'all niggaz gonna learn to appreciate me
Instead of always comparin' me
If I hear one more remark about me
I guess I gotta ride on my enemies

Oho oho oho oho
Oho oho oho oho - Don't make me take it there
Oho oho oho oho
Oho oho oho oho - Don't make me take it there
Oho oho oho oho
Oho oho oho oho - Don't make me take it there
Oho oho oho oho - What I will nigga

Ivankamaza · **~Ljubav i Snovi~**

Drop

Timbaland Timbaland Fatman scoop
Crooked Clan
Timbaland Timbaland
Whatever I say y'all gotta do
Whatever I say y'all gotta do
Whatever I say y'all gotta do
ya'll too ya'll too y'all too ya'll too

(Timbaland)
Awww lord guess whos comming
Timbaland A.K.A freaky feel drumming
Who can get it crunk like me Timbaland
Oh my nigga Scoop A.K.A fat man
Weed guaranteed to make the party people bounce
Fellas say (OH) girls say(ah)
Lookin at the cornrows up in the club
Girl don't be bashful girl back it up
Throw it girl like its poking man
Shake that ass as fast as you can
White girl shake it like ya burnin from a sun tan
My dog grip it grab it like it was a soda can
What you talking bout holding back
When you get on the dance floor drop it like it was a cadillac
What you talking bout cutting nigga slack
girl girl you betta bend that back
where my girls roll deep in the club
Cant't wait to hit the bar and get f'ed up
Where my dogs that got more than a hundred bucks
Cant wait to freak one of the big old butts
Before we start to turn it out
you must learn to crunk out
Before we start to turn it out
You must first begin to

(Fatman Scoop)2x
Breathe in Breathe out
Breathe in Breathe out
Breathe in Breathe out
Now drop now drop now drop now drop

(Fatman Scoop)
If you got the fattest ass on the block now drop
Let a nigga see the coochie pop now drop
Do the snake do the freak do the work now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop
Real eyes down south thighs now drop
Waist line five six seven now drop
One time all in together now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop

(Magoo)
Get your freak on at club(?)
We aint put the album out niggas got their leak on
I done went up in the club seen a ho with a thong
I aint hear good at first she was singing the song
Shorty rocking donna she was pushing and popping
Red bone with a bop she was stopping and dropping
Stopping and dropping this the part of the song where
You need be snaking and wopping

Snaking and whopping yeah hoe Mag made the song
Yall niggas still popping and locking
Aint no zone (?) a white girl
I aint turbo rocking a damn curl
Watch Mag slow while I break you down slow
When you get it right girl go for what you know
Wiggle a bit stop drop get up snake freak whop
Wiggle a bit stop drop get up snake freak whop
Get off the wall hands of your balls
Yeah nigga with the drink in ya hand trying to ball
You dont want shorty I can show you the dance
Gone once gone twice you done lost your chance
Now stop for Big Pun stop for Big pun
Drop for Big L drop for Big L

(Fatman Scoop)
If you got the fattest ass on the block now drop
Let a nigga see the coochie pop now drop
Do the snake do the freak do the work now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop
Real eyes down south thighs
Waist line five six seven now drop
One time all in together now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop

(Magoo)
Guess who came with a cape on his back
Pulled up with some gin hopped out the Cadillac
Mag is chilling Tim is chilling
When I get up in this club I'm making a hoe feel it
Got no game but I got big cash
Mess around I be leaving this club with Stacey Dash
I aint cute enough but my jimmy got a flick and it shimmy
I'm in the club pulling hoes with Timmy

(Timbaland)
All my shadow people where freaky where you at
All my Broadway people freaky where you at
Where my fellas in the back with the conyak
Where my girls who think they got it like that
All my ndependent freaky where you at
All my get money dogs freaky where you at
Where my girls with the thongs who be shaking it fast
If you love to sing along nigga holla back

(Fatman Scoop)
If you got the fattest ass on the block now drop
Let a nigga see the coochie pop now drop
Do the snake do the freak do the whop now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop
Real eyes down south thighs Now drop
Waist line five six seven now drop
One time all in together now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop
Show me what you working with(back it up back it up)
Show me what you working with(back it up back it up)
Show me what you working with(back it up back it up)
Show me what you working with(back it up back it up)
Bend over Bend over Bend over Bend over Bend over Bend over

Ivankamaza · **~Ljubav i Snovi~**

Fantasy

Intro:
Let me show you boy, hah, are you ready?

Fantasy (oh) it could be (oh) couldn't we
[I was just thinkin’ … about you]
Wildest thing, (you have) ever dreamed (boy)
[So what will it be?]

Verse:
Just lookin’ at you shorty lights a flame inside (inside),
I’m wonderin if you can come and help put out the fire (fire),
That you create in me, baby, tell me what you like
Cause I can be your all boy, I can be your love toy
If you ain't busy baby, I’m all yours tonight (tonight),
Let imagination take us for a further than the mind
Travellin’ in a dream (dream) we can bring something to life,
That no ones ever seen yet, can I….

Hook:
Show you what its like beyond your fantasy,
It could be (so) good if we....
Might just get it hotter than the
Wildest thang, (you have) ever dreamed boy

Let me show you what its like beyond your fantasy,
It could be (so) good if we....
Might just get it hotter than the
Wildest thang, (you have) ever dreamed boy

Verse:
Cuz think of all the tasty things that we can try (try),
The karma you can have will be more than Money can buy
(ho ho ho ho)
We aint even gotta keep it quiet, boy all my walls are sound proof,
I can scream your name through,
My entire house, we will not disturb,
None of these old neighbors, you'll get all that you deserve,

boy I got it somewhere if you can conjure up the nerve,
to come see what if feels like, can I …

Hook:
Show you what its like beyond your fantasy (oh),
It could be (so) good if we....
Might just get it hotter than the
Wildest thang, (you have) ever dreamed boy

Let me show you what its like beyond your fantasy,
It could be (so) good if we....
Might just get it hotter than the
Wildest thang, (you have) ever dreamed boy

Verse:
Touch it, touch it, feel it, Roll around in it, if you like,
Taste it, taste it, and Embrace it again a second time,
Don’t you waste it, you’ll regret it, Cause I can satisfy,
any fantasy that you can come with, can I ….

Hook:
Show you what its like beyond your fantasy (oh),
It could be (so) good if we....
Might just get it hotter than the
Wildest thang, (you have) ever dreamed boy

Let me show you what its like beyond your fantasy,
It could be (so) good if we....
Might just get it hotter than the
Wildest thang, (you have) ever dreamed boy

Let me show you what its like beyond your fantasy,
It could be (so) good if we....
Might just get it hotter than the
Wildest thang, (you have) ever dreamed boy

Ivankamaza · **~Ljubav i Snovi~**

Fat Rabbit (feat. Ludichris)

[Ludichris - Verse One]
I be that nigga named Ludi
a k a L-O-V-A L-O-V-A
Fuck that shit
Nigga what you wan say one time
Southside let's ride (say what)
And if you love what you do, do what you feel
Then I know you gonna mark my words
Yall drop shit like birds
Then it's about the time for yo ass to get served
Just lay it on down
Just lay it on down
While we relax to the tight raps
And the phat tracks
That that nigga Timbaland put down
Oh yes, let's get it on down to the nitty grit
Don't have no time for the patient
'cause I got more dick than a lil' bit
And time flies, when I'm havin' fun
I can make a hoe get like Forrest Gump and just "run baby run"
I guess that they can't handle this
Brothers just to scandalous
If you don't wanna get freaked
then get out my way like an ambulance (say what)
Gitty up gitty up ride up on the real, let death to the fake
And tell you boyfriend just to chill, don't playa hate
Kick back relax, and just take off yo shoes
'cause I gotta tell you what I wants to do (uh oh)
Yea

[Timbaland (Crowds) - CHORUS]
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That fat rabbit (fat rabbit, fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That-that rabbit (ohhh, c'mon)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
Fat rabbit (fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That-that fat rabbit (uh oh)

[Ludichris - Verse Two]
Fatter than fat facts like a dove sack
Showin' them where that love's at
So open up your eyes and get a surprise like in CrackerJacks
Punan' Don happy
Givin' up that nappy dug out
Get the cut up, then I cut out
Why you standin there wit yo' butt out (whoo)
And it's always in the back of my mind
Wherever the place, whenever the time
Even in College Park, after dark, I'ma get my sunshine
Closer than close, closer than most, then I'm all up in ya
Beginner, give me a thigh, breast, and wing like Ms. Winner
And let dinner be served
Can I get it on a platter, shatter your bladder
and put so much light in yo' life I'll make the roaches scatter
The wetta the betta, I'm ready to get ya
Gotta have rabbit like that cheddar
So I can freak ya like I just met ya
Hot like a sauna, get comfy like in a Cadillac
Nick nack paddy wack give a dog a bone Jack
Kick back relax and just take off yo shoes
'cause I gotta tell you what I wants to do (uh oh)
Yea

[Timbaland (Crowds) - CHORUS TWO]
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That fat rabbit (fat rabbit, fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it, girl (let me feel it)
Let me grab it, girl (let me grab it)
That-that rabbit, girl (ohhh, c'mon)
Let me touch it, girl (let me touch it)
Let me feel it, girl (let me feel it)
Let me grab it, girl (let me grab it)
Fat rabbit, girl (fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it, girl (let me touch it)
Let me feel it, girl (let me feel it)
Let me grab it, girl (let me grab it)
That-that fat rabbit, girl (uh oh)

[Ludichris]
Yo' love is supa-cala-fragalistic
You don't know how bad I missed it
If it broke then don't fix it
Yo stuff is butta like a biscuit
Reminisce like Mary
I gotta pop that cherry
Kinda like that coochie
You wanna be my hoochie
Better than my advesary
Don't be so scary
I, never thought that you could act up
Make a nigga wanna back up
Keep it tight through the night while I wet this track up
So we can slip and slide
Make you wanna dip and dive
Trippin' while we rip and ride
Til I get to the coming side
Got you where I want yo ass
In the case of an emergency, break the glass
Keep yo eyes on the President, erase the past
We be happy if we had more blunts to pass
Get done up and run up
And the guts of yo butt don't shake like they used to
I wake 'em up like a rooster
Take it slow, not faster than a turbo rooster
No worry, no hurry
No pain, no gain
Keep yo eyes on strain
'cause ain't a damn thing changed
Kick back, relax and take off yo shoes
'cause I gotta tell you what I wants to do (uh oh)
Yea

[Repeat CHORUS TWO]

[Crowds]
Let me touch it, let me touch it
Let me feel it, let me feel it
Let me grab it, let me grab it
Fat rabbit, fat rabbit
[repeat x4]

[Timbaland]
Wha, uh huh
Yea
Dirty South, can y'all really feel me
East Coast, feel me
West Coast, feel me
Dirty South, can y'all really feel me
East Coast, feel me
West Coast, feel me
Dirty South, (uh huh) can y'all really feel me
East Coast, feel me
West Coast

Ivankamaza · **~Ljubav i Snovi~**

Feel It

[Timbaland]
What? Can y'all feel this? (repeat 4X)
Ooh Snap!
My head throbbin
As I ride in my 3-4-8 mobbin
Listen to the buddha brothers
6 to 10 there aint no other
Playin my favorite jams
On 1-0-3 Jams
I got my man Big D, Big Rodney
In case somebody want to rob me
We going to Military Circle (echo Circle)
Virginia's tight that's why they gotta keep a curfew (echo curfew)
It's time to get something to eat
Oh snap, there's my man Kumbalee
And my girl Missy
Who she role wit? Who she be wit? Who she role wit? Who she be wit?
Total, Da Brat, Lil Kim, Lil Cease and Puffy
Can I get a ride?
Tonight, tonight
Can I get a ride?
Tonight, tonight

Chorus:
I can feel it (8X)

Timbaland (behind the chorus)
What?
Yeah, yeah
What?
Yeah, yeah
Can you feel me baby?
Yeah, yeah
Can you feel me?

[Timbaland]
Jimmy D turn my scale up
Give me that boom da boom whaeeeeeeerrrrr
It's time to change my style, my rythym, my ism, my prism, my beat manurism

Gee, where's my lack of fear?
My five-thousand and one gear, Missy baby you oughtta hear
Like next year, your album bigger each day
It rolls like a queen size waterbad, uh
The people in the label's chillin
As Timbaland is making a big killin
What? uh What? uh
Of money baby
Check it out

Chorus

Timbaland (behind the chorus):
What?
I can feel it
Can you feel it?
Throw your hands up
Timbaland and Maganoo
Yeah

[Timbaland]
Oooh, I'm on my last verse (echo last verse)
As you can see I did not curse (echo did not curse)
I'm trying to make it radio friendly, uh
So people in America can hear me, uh
To all beautiful boys and girls
White, diamonds and pearls, no jerry curls, uh
I hope you buy our tape
Please don't hesitate, don't hesitate
What?

Chorus 2X

Can you feel it groovin on through?
Let the feeling get next to you
Can you feel it groovin on through?
Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
6X

Ivankamaza · **~Ljubav i Snovi~**

Give It To Me

Is it going is it going is it going is it going?
I don't know what you're looking for

[Nelly]
I'm the type of girl that'll look you dead in the eye (eye)
I'm real as they come if you don't know why I'm fly-y-y-y-y
seen ya try to switch it up but girl you ain't that dope
I'm the wonderwoman let me go get my rope
I'm a supermodel and mommi, si mommi
amnesty international (got Bankrupt i'm on top on lock)
love my ass and my abs and the video for promiscuous
my style is ridic-dic-diculous-culous

[chorus]
if you see us in the club we'll be acting real nice
if you see us on the floor you'll be watchin all night
we ain't here to hurt nobody
so give it to me give it to me give it to me
wanna see you work your body
so give it to me give it to me give it to me

[Timbaland]
when timbo is in the party everybody put up they hands
I get a half a mill for my beats you get a couple gra-a-and
never gonna see the day that I ain't got the upper hand
I'm respected from Californ.i.a. way down to Japan
I'm a real producer and you just the piano man
your songs don't top the charts, I heard em, I'm not a fa-a-an
nig**z talkin greasy I'm the one that gave em they chance
somebody need to tell em that they can't do it like I can

[chorus]
if you see us in the club we'll be acting real nice
if you see us on the floor you'll be watchin all night
we ain't here to hurt nobody
so give it to me give it to me give it to me
wanna see you work your body

so give it to me give it to me give it to me

[JT]
could you speak up and stop the mu-mumbling
I don't think you came in clear.
when you sitting on the top it's hard to hear you from way up here.
I saw you tryin to act cute on tv just let me clear the air.
we missed you on the charts last week
damn that's right, you wasn't there.
if se-sexy never left, then why's everybody on my shi-it-it?
don't hate on me just because you didn't come up with it.
so if you see us in the club go on and walk the other way
'cause our run would never be over; not at least until we say

[chorus]
if you see us in the club we'll be acting real nice
if you see us on the floor you'll be watchin all night
we ain't here to hurt nobody
so give it to me give it to me give it to me
wanna see you work your body
so give it to me give it to me give it to me

[chorus]
if you see us in the club we'll be acting real nice
if you see us on the floor you'll be watchin all night
we ain't here to hurt nobody
so give it to me give it to me give it to me
wanna see you work your body
so give it to me give it to me give it to me

[chorus]
if you see us in the club we'll be acting real nice
if you see us on the floor you'll be watchin all night
we ain't here to hurt nobody
so give it to me give it to me give it to me
wanna see you work your body
so give it to me give it to me give it to me

Ivankamaza · **~Ljubav i Snovi~**

Here We Come

[Timbaland]
Another one

[Playa]
1 - Here we go so wave your hands
For Missy, Maganoo, and Timbaland
We gon' show you how to party right
So pass the UHH and get the hype
Alright, we gon' party tonight

[Magoo]
If you're livin' for love, start livin' for life
If you're having a baby, then make her your wife
If you're up in the club where the dub
It's like a bank sell to the highest bid
Put the cash in your bank
Girl I'm lovin' your booty, you can "hoo" to my blow
Then fish but please honey child, don't kiss
All I want is a freak when I'm up in the club
Maybe after the dance, dinner sharp, then the tub
I'm a nigga wit' class, you're a girl with a job
Taste of my neck like corn on the cob
I'm second to none, I'm freaky as ever
Go downtown, "Well I never"

[Timbaland]
Uh, uh
Well I'm the man, that they call Timbaland
Now he the bir-ba-bir-ba-bird, understand?
We gon' party, until the sun comes up
Bartender, you forgot to fill up my cup, uh
Ain't no stoppin' until your draws start floppin'
There won't be no beef unless the disc stop jockin' (what?)
She said this, and he said that
And he said that Timbaland can't rap
But I don't care because I make dope tracks
I make you bounce and wiggle, and do this and that
Timbaland, where you live at?
VA baby, believe dat

[Missy]
Aiyyo, aiyyo
Now I'm rich, I once was poor
If you're late with my dough, then there's no show
I grease my hair and it still won't grow
If you feel my butt, boy you gotta go
Out the back for touchin' my back
For trying to jack every Timbaland track
Maganoo, where you was?
They been bitin' our style, those silly bugs
Where's the spray? I'ma spray 'em good
So the next time they bite they die like "Ugh"
I'ma roll up the biggest dutchie
Get some sweets 'cause I got the munchies

[Magoo]
He he
Girl, when the bar open up five rum
Everybody wanna get a buzz, get some
9 out of 10, all girls gonna freak
Just gon' depend on who they gonna freak
Don't gotta floss, all girls know they name
Only near, chillin' in the club, no game
Brotha mad at me 'cause I got cheddar cheese
When the club close got his girl on her knees
Oh man please, learn the two degrees
Degree number one, keep your hon off trees
Degree number two, keep your girl 'round you
Never trust a girl, Lord knows what she do

[Timbaland]
Uh huh
Tricks - is what I got in my bag
Hits - is what I make out the lab
Ritz - is the crackers that I eat
Bitch - is what a man don't need
Rubber - shows I'm a careful lover
Stutter - is what I do in trouble, what?

[Missy]
My man, Timbaland
He make beats for the streets
See, me and Maganoo
In the back rollin' trees
Gettin' high off the phone
Tell a nigga what chu want, HEY!

[Missy]
Now, I'm in the S-L-K
I roll up the window, so the 'doo won't sway
Spray my hairspray so the waves obey
So when I say stay, them bitches stay
Oh by the way
Me and Timbaland, we got the beats to make you dance

Repeat 1
Repeat 1

[Playa (Aaliyah)]
Doo-do-do, doo-do-do (Yea)
Doo-do-do, doo-doo, doo doo doo (Yea)
Doo-do-do, doo-do-do (Yea)
Doo-do-do, doo-doo, doo doo doo (Yea)
Doo doo, doo doo doo, doo doo doo........(Yea)