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Timbaland & Magoo lyrics To My lyrics (feat. Mad Skillz, Nas) [Tim] It don't stop [Nas] Can't stop [Tim] Say what [Nas] Play your parts [Tim] Uh-huh, it don't stop [Nas] Nas Esco' [Tim] Say what Huh, uh-huh [Tim] Uh-huh, it don't stop [Tim] Uh, uh-huh, uh, uh, uh [Tim] It don't stop, what [Nas] Yea yea, Brave-hearts [Tim] Guess what y'all Check it [Verse One: Nas] I, splash y'all dudes with gats I use Ice dangle off my chest cause my cash improve Nice knuckle game, chip-toothed, way of buck and change I want the dough, fuck the fame Already made history, y'all can have that, that ain't shit to me About to have my own ASCAP, and that's that And plus a rotisserie, instead of Kenny Rogers and Benihana's, y'all can eat, plenty at Nas' Buffet of lobsters, dressed in Esco' boxers With honies that sex so proper, best flow since Rakim Liver, personification of drama Describe my, characteristics, murder co-signer Some will smoke embalmin fluid and vomit to it I'm straight chronic, yo it's atomic how I blew up Same ol' G, since I rocked Kangol's, Lee's Nothin changed but my bankroll, still jig to the ankles [Chorus: Nas] Please, to my niggaz To my bitches, to my gangsters To my riders, to my niggaz To my bitches, to my niggaz To my riders, to my gangsters To my bitches, to my niggaz And fly assholes, to my niggaz To my bitches, Timbaland and Esco' [Mad Skillz] Yo, yo, we rippin tracks, it's like beatin beats with bats Watchin crews change the views when the heat in they back If you hear a click, trust me, you wouldn't hear clack If you push it up front, I got no choice, but to pull it back Your rhymes don't faze me, I'm above em; half y'all raps is born retarded, now you out here tryin to get rid of em You should be sick of it, I posess no flaws That's from the man that made your Head Nod til you Lick-ed his Balls Verses I spit em, when it's my turn to get em, I got hot flows I only do shows for burn victims So cock this mic, and bust out your back, kill you And then they gonna blame me for fuckin up rap Who's fuckin with that Skillz and Esco', it's on When you speak in my direction, watch your tone From Q-B to V-A, can't count the blocks we own It's locked and sewn I repeat nigga, watch your tone [Chorus] [Timbaland] Yo commmmmme see The big man with the diamonds and the fly Bentleys Ladies loooooovve me; niggaz say "Timbaland's really rappin, what the fuck is up B" Jeallllllousy I kill niggaz with seven thangs, most they jackin beats I'm a eight digit niiggy Maybe I just rebuild Titanic and send that out to see What [Chorus] Other Timbaland & Magoo lyrics: Beep Beep lyrics Feel It lyrics Up Jumps Da' Boogie lyrics Clock Strikes lyrics 15 After Da' Hour lyrics Ms. Parker lyrics Luv 2 Luv U (Remix) lyrics Luv 2 Luv U lyrics Smoke In Da' Air lyrics Intro Buddha lyrics Peepin' My Style lyrics Writtin' Rhymes lyrics Deep In Your Memory lyrics Clock Strikes (Remix) lyrics Sex Beat (Interlude) lyrics Man Undercover lyrics Joy lyrics Up Jumps Da Boogie (Remix) lyrics I Get It On lyrics Here We Come lyrics Wit' Yo' Bad Self lyrics Lobster & Scrimp lyrics What Cha Know About This lyrics Can't Nobody lyrics What Cha Talkin' 'bout lyrics Put 'Em On lyrics Fat Rabbit lyrics Who Am I lyrics Talking On The Phone lyrics Keep It Real lyrics John Blaze lyrics Birthday lyrics 3:30 In The Morning lyrics Bringin' It lyrics Drop lyrics All Y'all lyrics It's Your Night lyrics Indian Carpet lyrics Party People lyrics People Like Myself lyrics Serious lyrics Roll Out lyrics Love Me lyrics Baby Bubba lyrics In Time lyrics Considerate Brotha lyrics Beat Club lyrics |