Текст песни Timbaland - Party People, слова песни Timbaland

Текст песни Timbaland - Party People

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(feat. jay-z, twista)[jay-z]Guess who? uh, uh-uh uh-uhJigga, ya heard? Uh-uh, a-timbaland, ya heard? Uh, twista, ya heard? cmon, cmonUh-uh, uh-uh, g-ge, ge-geahYo.. yo.. ye-yea, ye-yeaTurn this up.. yo, yo, yeahWhen the wars on, the pores are drawn like picturesThe niggaz is all gone when these triggers get witchaNigga before long you need stitches in your longjohnsA.k., t-t-t-t, heartbeat, t-t-t-tEight figures you fake twitchy niggaz cant stop (that)Jigga, twista my nigga timb on the hot trackHow you gon stop that? we cant be slowedNiggaz (? ), look at your clothesWhen Im in crazy mode, three-eighty blows likeMaceo, leave acey holesThats just jay-z doe, crazy flowRhyme great, dominate your radioCmon, get your gun, your mask and glovesI dont ask for love, I blast em upRespect my gangsta dude, or your lifes in danger dudeDoctors pushin on your chest tryin to bring you through[chorus: timbaland + (twista)]All my party people gon do what? (gonna get buck)Get some liquor in the gut (so whassup? )(get them lighters lit up, make them get upWith somethin the east and west gon bump)All my party people gon do what? (get crunk)Get some liquor in the gut (so whassup? )(get them lighters lit up, t got some gangsta shitThats beatin in yo trunk)[magoo]Fuckin with mag, nigga end up in a hospitalSittin on the corner of the bed, sick cause of what I said to himOn a track star beef take it in the kitchenCookin mcs all niggaz taste like chickenHittin em high, right in the earSlicin on em muhfucker vampire style, Im a bloodsuckerYou turnin into a mad ducker, tellin ya dogIm at the rucker with a bad puerto rican chickFat as my cash and she a dick sucker, get up outcha carYou aint goin real far, see the chainsaw? Breakin the law, like turnin a dykeWhen it come to that man that just like mikeI dont care what you like, Ill make you run in outer spaceIf you go to court man, only wish you got a caseFor real, Im fuckin faced on a hill of iceMag hot now nigga 50 gs the price[timbaland]Timbaland good for that - [beat plays, he scats][scatting] - I invented thatHear the hi-hat, hear the bassline on the trackRemember "one in a million" when I left ya backProducers sayin, "how you get your sound like that? "I dont know playa, Im a creative catGot party people dancin to dis and datGot party people sayin, "this a dope-ass track!"[chorus][twista]Timbaland hit em with the um, ah-um, ah-um-ahh, you gon do what? Stop frontin you bumpin the new cutLike a shoe ah, um ah-um ah, hit em in the gutTwitchin and itchin to get up, I hit em upWith some skanless to vibe to and ride toWith the stanky inside you - listen to while a freak lickin youGo on a bogus mission to, somethin you crip-walk in the kitchen toSomethin you bump on the porch or the parkOr pump it while you displayin yo heart when you flex on a markYou can play it to clear your head from drama with the fedsAnd all the homies like down for when they in the darkUsed to rock up at the block club, players wasnt ridin slickYou can let your mind cruise for milesThey cant tell no sucker whos allowed, with a strap on the micIm thinkin how can I move the crowd, move the crowd[chorus - repeat 2x][timbaland].. bounce wit me, bounce wit me, bounce, ow ow owOw ow ow-ow ah, shake wit me, shake wit me, shake wit me, shake.... bounce wit me, bounce wit me..Shake wit me, shake wit meOw, one time, bounce wit me, bounce wit meYo, ahhRemember when you first found me? I was workin at burger kingNow take a good look around meLook at all these cars, look at all these girlsWhy you always tryin to put down me? Why you always tryin to put down me? You get round your friends and try to clown meWhy you always tryin to pull that boo-boo? Im gettin tired of all that bullshitAlways talkin dis and datYour girls screamin, "we looove him!"See girls, they love meGirl thats just, only timYes, its only timWhatchu talkin bout thats only tim? Yeah whatchu talkin bout thats only tim? Cause[timbaland: repeat 2x]I made it this far (this far)Made it without yo money (yo money)Made it without yo car (yo car)Made it without yo naggin (what? )Now look whos the star (whoo!)[timbaland]Yaknowhatimsayin? Why it gotta happen to people like me, I dont get itI dont understand itThats why people like myself, only hang with selfHahaha, and nobody elseEasy now

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