Lyrics:
on more than a nic' (yeah, bitch)
My Brooklyn bitch in the Garden, while we watchin' the Knicks (yeah-yeah)
Walk your bitch like a pit', dogshit by my hip
to Cripping
[Chorus: Justin Timberlake]
I'm not sure what I see
You better don't fuck wit me!
Are you telling me this is a sign?
She's looking in my
of times
In K.R West
Can't forget slept with a W fresh
A Big shot upon freestyle from the shit thirty pieces
Let's do this for the people
Let's make
Boy you need a GPS and it's so hard to find us
Justin Timberlake on your wrist like your fucking time's up
Remember turning her back on me now she wanna
my 02's off tell man
Ring me on my BBK line
Til' then i'll be sittin' in my house
With a big spliff
Watching Babestation daytime
Boy Better Know that's
line
'Til then I'll be sitting in my house
With a big spliff
Watching Babestation Daytime
Boy Better Know is the family tree so fuck
What they're saying
twerking
I walked in Def Jam, wasn't no black folks working
Soul is Robin Thicke, Adele's that too
Justin Timberlake is what Usher's supposed to do
But
no longer shootin' blanks
And now I own several banks, plus an inflatable watch
And paid Justin Timberlake to let me kick him in the crotch
I followed
in my Air Force Ones
I like the all white high top strap with the gum bottom (big boy)
There's something about 'em that's dirty, that's why I got
in my Air Force Ones
I like the all white high top strap with the gum bottom (big boy)
There's something about 'em that's dirty, that's why I got
and I'm probably with your bitch yeah
Make Her blink twice got to real yeah
Girl come and get your back broke by a real one
Liquor in my system but I don’t
popstar, bitch, I'm Justin Timberlake (wow)
Fuck-nigga throwin' salt but ain't never killed a play (oh my God)
Daydreamin' bout the Wockhardt in
Que made the beat by the way
Rearrange her inside Interior Designer
Justin Timberlake I hit her then it's bye bye
About my paper ima change my name
Feel like Justin Bieber, baby, baby, oh
90s Justin Timberlake with wavy fro, ooh
Always just in time, call me "Justin Time"
You say
"Are these songs
(Lil)
These some big toys (Beeg)
We some trolls, boy (Troll)
We some troll-troll-troll (Aye)
We-we some trolls, boy
Aye, doodoodoodoodoo!!
On my own, with
a living
Stay awake when you're actually winning
Cause that's when the devil gonna try to catch you slipping
I cannot fall in love with acquisitions
bed I am a bad boy! (Bad boy!)
I have a danger knife! (Very sharp!)
I am a dirty cowboy
And this is my life!
But I can be like Justin Timberlake
Cry me
learn the hard way
But you know I always handle that one my way
Girl, let me rock, rock, rock, rock, rock your body
Justin Timberlake and then I hit
on an island
Big shift in music coming, and sorry I'm responsible
Y'all boys out of pocket
Smack him with the cue ball
Y'all boys bitch as hell, I know I'm
on
While we were making love all through the night
Even if I could shake like Justin Timberlake
Or I could sing like Luke and Blake do
Being rich like Ryan
loud.
It's you and me,
And it's our time now.
Don't let me down.
(Justin Timberlake:)
Don't let me down,
Don't let me down now,
Don't let me
that gang)
And they put that pressure on
Me and I didn't break people hate
But they all just troll
Like Justin Timberlake (O oh)
Ayy, ayy they talk
Slide with ya boy and we can do what you wanna, yeah
Baby I brought you in the back 'cause you need a little persuasion
Plus you need a little
a airplane, fuck I need a car fo'?
Ask Justin Timberlake is Timbaland great?
Y'all gotta deal with me, no handshake
Stand up nigga, rather have a stand off
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