Текст песни Timbaland - Who Am I
Timbaland - Who Am I слова песни
[Timbaland talking:]Da Da Da Da Da DaYes yes yes yes yes yesIt`s me again baby, TimbalandAnd uh, we doin somethin like disHear da beat?Uh(clapping)Say what?Thats rightThank you, thank you, thank you(laughing)Uh right now, Ima bring a special guest inHe gon` rip it for me, like this, check it out[Twista]Who am I, Nigga wid tha blunt, steady trippin, sippin on the concoction,with tha gun cocktinDrum knockin, gotta get offBitches and killas in the front watchinFlowin with like a finna studda someBetta come off a butta ton, brotha run, I hope he said he wereIma flow until my belly hurtPimp nigga rockin on tha stage an rock on in the petty shirtLet it ruff, oohFeels like anotha oneWho you be? Mr. ShystieThe one who make you frown up like the lemon in my ice teaThe muthafucka most likelyTo get a tuba with the opposition in my position I break em off when I give em tha heatSteady re` for rollinBullets body decomposionI dismember the weak on the Timbaland beatYou remember the beatConversation we hadWhen my adrinallin was rushinCheck yo brakes and knee padsWhen the twis to get tha bus inBodys gon` get rushed inI can make em hit tha dance floBrothas, bitches, and hustlersI get up in the guts homie, never phoneyHitta wigga when he run up on meYall muthafuckas still don`t know meLet em` learn slowly[Chorus:]2xWho you be?Im tha one that stay highCenter maka up tha party, rockin bodyswith tha thugga hands up in the skyneva shy he`s flyWho am i, who you be?I`m the one`s gon` get buckT-straight from the ChiRibal, homosydal, everybody duckWith tha party up and pimp struckT-N-T now I say who am IWho you be? Who am I?The one who`s surrounded by the wood500 wid the ribs stickin through the hoodUp to no good thats why`d stay they misunderstoodAnd Im always in tha mix of some shitsScoop a shawty an she thickAnd tha bitch getts grip in them hipsPutta dick on tha lips top it doggie style, she my homie galSo I tricked on that bitchNow who you be?The one who`s on tha dance floorSex gon be one of tha mass hoesFreak on a bad hoeyou`s could really wanna flash goldTurn a hater to a sass hoePlay an ballin up at Cape Town, strippin went downStudy, tippin off of CDs an TapesThough see niggas see Gs to takeRun up to tha car, got no thangsThey got CDs to break, no easy paceWho you be?The crime cause other obituary an uligyPhoto stank and yall be who to seeOnly smokin it wid you and meLets go hang out where tha booty beI was on sumthin, no frontinYello wide ol` belly in the po funkinGrinnin while up in the curbWanna journey for herbAlways tellin somebody to smoke somethinTrue indeedChorus 2xThe one thats flowin fluentlyMake yo baby say goo to meWhatcha did to herDidn`t ask why I hit her forCause the game like lituratureGet it Get it gurlI don`t know what you was waitin onBut if you aint wid a partnaThis young monsters a fly guyShake a lil bit of dat bodyWe gon party till we sky highTo my playas an soldiers, shady niggas, young thugs and strap hoes,pimps strikin fees and red bonesGhetto fees and Gs an MC`s for the rifolsThe one that be kickin off air time>From sunrise ta bedtimeAll of yall need ta know me, the one an onlyPimp slach tingin twista from tha ChiMakin compotition die slowlyWho am I?Chorus 2x[Timbaland]Ha ha ha haYall didn`t think that I would do it again twice did yaHa haI do it like that, I put it downFor tha 98 or TNT Thang ya know what Im sayinTimbaland and TwistaYall fools couldn`t recognize could ya?I put it down for all parts of the areaWe out