Текст песни Timbaland - Leavin'
Timbaland - Leavin' слова песни
Текст песни Timbaland - Leavin'
Oh, Uh, Uh, Let's go, Uh, Uh[Verse: Timbaland]Hey yall, it's Timbaland with the jump offI only got forty eight hours before my plane takes offI got this girl ready to give me some face offI think I need seven just to make the playoff( )But I ain't gonna hit tonight, I'ma leave a good impression before I catch my flight (come on)How I'm wrong when you ain't right?When your dumbass will be right on my flight (stupid)There goes my shenanigans, laugh with meThere ain't no need for panickingChill out, you on a private planeJust lay your head back to this kirkle bangEat some peanuts, sip on some champagneYour fly mileage go up as you give me brainThis is what Thomas do, piss on my mark then I get back to you[Chorus] x2Cause I'm leaving on the next planeI don't know when I'll be back againWhy don't you just call up all your friendsAnd let's get something started[Verse: Attitude]I'm only in town for two days, two nights onlyI'm hoping that you wanna spend these two nights on meI like your home girls you like my homiesWe ain't really tryna spend these two night lonelyShawty, really ain't much I'm asking forA little conversation, a nice piece of ass to goI like penetration, how you like it fast or slow?Only a hip, nobody has to knowShe looking at me, weighing up her optionsShe ready to leave, and go get it poppin'What could be the fact that I got thereDrop top Benz or that single in the top 10?I dunno but whatever it is gotta……crunkShe grabbing her liquor, coming out of PradaI told her I'ma pimp it, I ain't coming out a dollarLet's go! I'm leaving gonna be out of here tomorrow[Chorus] x2[Verse: Magoo]Girl you lookin' right in those jeansYou been eating colligreens?That's obscene, your man don't help you make beans?You have a house, 2 kids, and he workingThere's rumors, he and your best friend been flirtingBut I ain't tryna fuck you tonightYour ass big, but your face hmmmm that look alrightI tell you what, I'ma make an exceptionClothes off, that's the truthClothes on is deceptionAw, yea, a macilent conceptionFront or the back, hit in any directionAnd baby you the cause of my erectionStop at Wal-Greens I'ma buy some protectionFuck that, go and put it in my face girlI really have a need to give you face girlYou said you dreamed if sex with a starMake up your mind, Oo be on a jet tomorrow[Chorus] x2