Текст песни Timbaland - We at It Again
Timbaland - We at It Again слова песни
[lil man] (timbaland)Bounce!Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk (ladies)Bounce wit me, bounce wit me (fellas, uh, uh)Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk (now ladies)Bounce wit me, bounce wit me (freaky fellas, ah)Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk (now ladies)Bounce wit me, bounce wit me (freaky fellas)Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk (freaky, freaky now ladies)Freaky, freaky, freaky[timbaland]Timbaland never walk in a placeHe cant walk out ofGettin rude in the placeWith a gun in my waistI just might pop out slugsWith a straight armBullets stomp through your phat farm till the animals jump out ofNo justificationsWhile my song question like that jigga what? Im the cause that the thugs gon fightIn the club so tight, yall kyd upSometimes I fall, on cars I just hop right upWith the drop top and the top droppedAnd your mouth drops like"what the {fuck? }"Only deal with conjunction chicksWhen Im looking to hitThey give me buttNow who da man, say timbaland![static](lil man)Now off the top, off the top(we at it again)From the candy store to the coffee shop(we at it again)To your girl next door, to your boy next door(we at it again)To the ones at the clubTo the people on the floor(we at it again)Hit in one mo ginNow say off the top, off the top(we at it again)From the candy store to the coffee shop(we at it again)To your girl next door, to your boy next door(we at it again)To the people at the clubTo the ones on the floor(we at it again, at it again)[magoo]Get a fucking watchLike brat let me see what to hit for45 gs what I spit forGet more money than yallBorn to ball, go to the mallTake dat off the rackAint gotta shop at rack n sackIm a man with a plan to jackJack your car, jack your iceJack your house, jack your lifeRock ma with a bud tonightYou can have the fame, gimme your lootAll your tools, all your jewelsMag a foolImma blast till I cant blastHigh from penicillinNot willing to pass out till yall cash outWith a mask out man imma break the bankDrive through town in an army tankYall wanna see meIm in virginia watching tv in 3d[static](lil man)Now off the top, off the top(we at it again)From the candy store to the coffee shop(we at it again)To your girl next door, to your boy next door(we at it again)To the ones at the clubTo the people on the floor(we at it again)Hit in one mo ginNow say off the top, off the top(we at it again)From the candy store to the coffee shop(we at it again)To your girl next door, to your boy next door(we at it again)To the people at the clubTo the ones on the floor(we at it again, at it again)[sebastian]Listen to meSebastian so south that my house got candy doorsMan Ill pop a grown chick to mandy mooreFar from a 6-1 clique dropping yoursSlowmo, chrome wheels still riding fourthKeep chicks stationary like Im leaving on tourPalms grip a snub nose I aint leaving poor(whoa! boy give me more)See I be dippin and poppin the top andThese fools clockin and blockinThese ladies lovin the doughMy youngins lovin the flowSouth boys back on the rollLadies get back on the floorFellas keep throwin them bowlsThis how a party should go[static](lil man)(in background "get crunk! get crunk! we at it again!")Now off the top, off the topFrom the candy store to the coffee shopTo your girl next door, to your boy next doorTo the ones at the clubTo the people on the floorHit in one mo ginNow say off the top, off the topFrom the candy store to the coffee shopTo your girl next door, to your boy next doorTo the people at the clubTo the ones on the floor(we at it again, at it again)Get crunk, get crunk...We at it againGet crunk, get crunk...We at it again[static](lil man)Now off the top, off the topFrom the candy store to the coffee shopTo your girl next door, to your boy next doorTo the ones at the clubTo the people on the floorHit in one mo ginNow say off the top, off the topFrom the candy store to the coffee shopTo your girl next door, to your boy next doorTo the people at the clubTo the ones on the floor