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up jack?

[lil'
This out uh huh
It out uh huh
To all the b biters what?
Timbaland got to say ya'll
him out
This is the lil' man speaking now
Yo timbaland it

If money to be made i guess i'm the printer
If it's ice to be rocked i i'm the winner
You know my crew ginuwine not the
One in a like aaliyah
like gonorrhea, what?
I beat the beater, snares
Cris' like the diamonds in the on my wrist
growing like a newborn
You must be on new and improved
i murder tracks, put two in a crew
Tell me, who mo'
Catch me in the studio, doing a do
Give me 10 minutes, i'll you up with joint that's mean
>from new york, va to cali, all in between

Timbo i even bowed it in no
And every corner i flow
You i get it on
Timbo, i even bowed it in no
And every corner i flow
I get it on

[lil'
Can you get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
Where all the haters at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out (um hmm)

Can we get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
all the playa haters at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out (um hmm)

I'm the top nigga, nigga, hot nigga, yo (yo)
Shit that i dropped, nigga, whoa (whoa)
Meet the unpredicted by the psych (uh huh)
nigga's vibe or they make shit light (whew)
Hip to the hop when i in the do' (what?)
Missy went platinum then i came in mo' (what?)
Aaliyah, ginuwine, mag and two o's (uh huh)

Outside production on and total
Fugitive wanna buy the man for
Got warrrents and program to kill
nigga, and i'm ill
Don't believe me? take the of your hand and feel

I'm up, yo, can't stop my flow
I'm burnin' up, ya'll stop my dough
Im burnin' up, up top and down south they
When it to these beats i don't play, yo
I get it on

[lil'
Can i get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
Where all the haters at? (um hmm)
Now point 'em out, (um hmm)

Can we get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
all the playa haters at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out (um hmm)
Now she's gon' point 'em out, it

I come sweeter than a two benz
Have your wide open, have you spendin' on friends
It never ends, expensive
Without the c's, lavish habits love the
Nigga's mad weaves
Spendin' money ain't
who style frontin'
And then ya gettin' old
Nigga, we let you know, district
Platinum rolex's the chips in it
Money to burn, nigga when will you
It's automatic, now i realize i gotta
Lifestyles of the rich, that fly assed
There's a track to be ripped, i got the hot
the whip, i'm banging from my land to my six
Had you at the show saying bassey's a hit
I got the gift and nigga's know i'm ready for
Eyes closed, sealed, and prepare for the kiss

[timb & man]
And i told we won't miss, what?

man]
Did she get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
Where all the haters at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out (um hmm)
Point 'em out,

Did she get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
all the playa haters at? (um hmm)
Now point 'em out, (um hmm)

Can i get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
all the playa haters at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out, uh (um hmm)

Can he get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
all the playa haters at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out nigga (um hmm)
Now 'em out, what?

Now ride, yeah boo

Yo,
People understand how you do these beats, yo
Ha, even i understand
You know always tryin' to bite you
And made like you
You da man now
I mad at cha
Play on