Текст песни Timbaland And Magoo - Here We Come
Timbaland And Magoo - Here We Come слова песни
[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 lifeIf you`re having a baby, then make her your wifeIf you`re up in the club where the dubIt`s like a bank sell to the highest bidPut the cash in your bankGirl I`m lovin` your booty, you can "hoo" to my blowThen fish but please honey child, don`t kissAll I want is a freak when I`m up in the clubMaybe after the dance, dinner sharp, then the tubI`m a nigga wit` class, you`re a girl with a jobTaste of my neck like corn on the cobI`m second to none, I`m freaky as everGo downtown, "Well I never"[Timbaland]Uh, uhWell I`m the man, that they call TimbalandNow he the bir-ba-bir-ba-bird, understand?We gon` party, until the sun comes upBartender, you forgot to fill up my cup, uhAin`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 thatAnd he said that Timbaland can`t rapBut I don`t care because I make dope tracksI make you bounce and wiggle, and do this and thatTimbaland, where you live at?VA baby, believe dat[Missy]Aiyyo, aiyyoNow I`m rich, I once was poorIf you`re late with my dough, then there`s no showI grease my hair and it still won`t growIf you feel my butt, boy you gotta goOut the back for touchin` my backFor trying to jack every Timbaland trackMaganoo, where you was?They been bitin` our style, those silly bugsWhere`s the spray? I`ma spray `em goodSo the next time they bite they die like "Ugh"I`ma roll up the biggest dutchieGet some sweets cuz I got the munchiesRepeat 1Repeat 1[Magoo]He heGirl, when the bar open up five rumEverybody wanna get a buzz, get some9 out of 10, all girls gonna freakJust gon` depend on who they gonna freakDon`t gotta floss, all girls know they nameOnly near, chillin` in the club, no gameBrotha mad at me cuz I got cheddar cheeseWhen the club close got his girl on her kneesOh man please, learn the two degreesDegree number one, keep your hon off treesDegree number two, keep your girl `round youNever trust a girl, Lord knows what she do[Timbaland]Uh huhTricks - is what I got in my bagHits - is what I make out the labRitz - is the crackers that I eatBitch - is what a man don`t needRubber - shows I`m a careful loverStutter - is what I do in trouble, what?[Missy]My man, TimbalandHe make beats for the streetsSee, me and MaganooIn the back rollin` treesGettin` high off the phoneTell a nigga what chu want, HEY![Missy]Now, I`m in the S-L-KI roll up the window, so the `doo won`t swaySpray my hairspray so the waves obeySo when I say stay, them bitches stayOh by the wayMe and Timbaland, we got the beats to make you danceRepeat 1Repeat 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)