Lyrics:
(against my window)
When the rain hits my window
I take a-, me some indo
Me and Timbaland, ooh, we sang a jangle
We so tight, that you get our styles
to drive all these muhfuckas crazy, you know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, Timbaland, I see you, baby
I feel you, uh, sock it to 'em goddammit
It's 9-7, this
get your, get your, get your freak on
Who's that bitch?
People you don't know
Me and Timbaland been hot since twenty years ago
What the dealio?
people
My music bangin like vatos locos got rap in a choke hold
And I won't surrender it with, beats by Timbaland
Cállate la boca, my baby
All I wanna
get your, get your, get your freak on
Who's that bitch?
People you don't know
Me and Timbaland been hot since twenty years ago
What the dealio?
And through my whole period of doing this album
I want to thank Timbaland
Who came up with the beats
And all the people that appeared on my album
Make it
and absorb and listen
And feel the all emotional roller coaster of this LP
Thoroughly put together by Missy and Timbaland
The official bang shit hip-hop
(against my window)
When the rain hits my window
I take a-, me some indo
Me and Timbaland, ooh, we sang a jangle
We so tight, that you get our styles
to drive all these muhfuckas crazy, you know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, Timbaland, I see you, baby
I feel you, uh, sock it to 'em goddammit
It's 9-7, this
wanna end up in the cemetery
Me and Timbaland got tracks that will kill you
Any other hen, I got gats that will peel you
Whatcha gon' say, rrr,
I know some of y'all sick of songs
Y'all be hearing on the radio, oh (oh)
So me and Timbaland gon' give you that shit
You never heard before (shit
champion, Mr. Mosley
[Verse 1: Timbaland]
It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you
Without some little nieces and nephews
To cover all
champion, Mr. Mosley
[Verse 1: Timbaland]
It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you
Without some little nieces and nephews
To cover all
what
Um hmm, hot boys
It's all gravy
Missy
Timbaland
We out
Gimme that
Gimme that
Oh, gimme that
Gimme that
Gimme that, gimme that
Gimme that
got to say no more, bitch!
That's right, nigga, eheheh
It's Misdemeanor here
Redman
Timbaland, uh, mutherfucker
Huh, three-triple-zero
Uh-huh
the year 3G
She's a bitch, hahaha
Definitely the bitch to be right about now
That's right, Timbaland, Missy Elliott, bring to you, the future
And I am
what?)
I'm feeling you Timbaland, I'm feeling you (yo)
Yo (can you feel me, what?)
And we wind up when we a listen dis now, check, hey!
[Missy]
feelin' you Timbaland, I'm feelin' you (Yo)
Yo! (Can you feel me, what?)
And we wind up when we a listen dis now, check, ay!
There's the party
I'm up
Talkin' that junk, you get buried
You don't wanna end up in the cemetery
Me and Timbaland got tracks
That will kill you in the other hand I got
Gats that
get yo' ass to the back as I'm flyin' to the track
Timbaland let me spit my pro's on
Pump it up in the pro-zone
That's the track that we breakin'
pull timbaland trample 'em, then we pull the cats in them,
Lean back 'cause I aint ever worry, see I'm forever glory, smackin' up any chick in my
Something special
Unforgettable
50 Cent (Cent)
Justin (-tin)
Timbaland (-land)
Goddamn (damn)
She, she, she want it, I wanna give it to her
get yo' ass to the back as I'm flyin' to the track
Timbaland let me spit my pro's on
Pump it up in the pro-zone
That's the track that we breakin'
Uh-huh uh-huh, gi-gi gi-geyeah
Roc-a-Fella y'all, uh-huh uh-huh, Jigga
Timbaland shit, nine-eight biatch!
Say what, say what? Uh-huh uh-huh,
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