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A Tribute to Justin Timberlake [Big Eye] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · A Tribute to Justin Timberlake (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Cumbia Mix Mix Mix, Vol. 2 (Acapulco Tropical) · Mix Show 3: The Ultimate Club Mix (The Happy Boys) · Justin Time (Orrin Evans) · Justin Time for Christmas, Vol. 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Ellingtonia: Justin Time Toasts Duke (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Justin Time 25th Anniversary Collection (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Justin Time for Christmas, Vol. 3 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Justin Fletcher Sings Something Special (Justin Fletcher) – and 90 other albums »


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Little cutie pie, saw her looking super fly
More Justin Timberlake on my suit and tie
Try to scrutinize, cause I keep two inside
Suicides, no sir,
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Little cutie pie, saw her looking super fly
More Justin Timberlake on my suit and tie
Try to scrutinize, cause I keep two inside
Suicides, no sir,
I wanna dedicatAnnotatee this song to that special chick
(Did you hear that?)
Trippy chick...

[Hook: Justin Timberlake]
When we go walking in
Nigga why you actin' like a ho?
Know that I'ma ride for ya, either way it go
Tell me girl why you be stressin me for time
When you tell me you love
you're hit 
These bitches is becking by the smell of the jet piff 
These niggas is jealous of the love the jets get 
But I ain't stressing, momma roll
way I let you inside
Drop them or not, probably for the love of the block
See me solo in a photo, hands under my cock
For face, the white clock
I'd like to make special, special dedication
To all of special, special people
That did all special, special things
Especially in the name
Two chains!
Bang bang switch lanes like a drive-by
I am so fly man I might as well sky dive
Black girls white lies
You know that's not your damn
let's go

Step up out the club wit a dizzy head
I got two chick that got dizzy legs
I'm bout to double up (One on each arm)
You know I'm bout
Fucker I'm kicking your ass for everything you've ever said"
It goes one for the money two for the fuckin' show
Ready get set let's go
Here comes
Fucker I'm kicking your ass for everything you've ever said"
It goes one for the money two for the fuckin' show
Ready get set let's go
Here comes
a open fist backhand
I crack fans with funk then burn rubber like the Gap Band
Batman can't walk through my hood, it's no love
Tash'll jack him for his
crib
Let's go

Step up out the club with a dizzy head
I got two chicks both got dizzy legs
I'm bout to double up
You know I'm 'bout to double up
friendly, friends, friends

Re-adjusted my target audience
Cause it's obvious
I've gone astray
Losing my way like Timberlake
Produced by Timberland on that
honda
she got you woozy, got you sick to the stomach
the girl's a club hoe, a two shine dub hoe
not far from a drug hoe, get your back by the PO-PO
you
So what's real fool?
(Da-da-da-down for mine)
(You gon' buy me a motherfuckin car?)

[Verse 2 - Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Back when MLK Way was Empire Way
I was
Lord)

[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
When you say you love me, it doesn't matter
It goes into my head as just chit-chatter
You may think I'm egotistical
the beats, and the rhymes I been through
Time's up, sorry I left you
Thinking of this, I keep repeating them hits
Like that Aaliyah, Timberlake, or Missy
the beats, and the rhymes I been through
Time's up, sorry I left you
Thinking of this, I keep repeating them hits
Like that Aaliyah, Timberlake, or Missy
the soul of every rapper in me, love me and hate me
My moms got raped by the industry and made me
I'm the illest nigga ever, I told you
I get more pussy than
the beats, and the rhymes I been through
Time's up, sorry I left you
Thinking of this, I keep repeating them hits
Like that Aaliyah, Timberlake, or Missy
the beats, and the rhymes I been through
Time's up, sorry I left you
Thinking of this, I keep repeating them hits
Like that Aaliyah, Timberlake, or Missy
Lord)

[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
When you say you love me, it doesn't matter
It goes into my head as just chit-chatter
You may think I'm egotistical
I fit snubs and Swizz the mix it's like drugs
So, watch the clubs get hi-yi-yi
Feel like Cali when I drop by why
Bodies dropping and all the mami's
I met you in a club in Atlanta Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You look at me like yeah nigga right
But you gave me you