| Lyrics: | [Timbaland talking]
C'mon, ah, c'mon, ah, bounce a little, what, c'mon, yeah
Ha, you didn't
think I was comin like that did you?
Whooo!
[Sebastian]
From the corner to the dice
where we rollin at
For all my homies gettin nice off that cognac
To ghetto chicks who
appreciate the Cadillac
When it flip to the normal color like Mike was back
Nike hats,
slightly above your nose and neck
Chucks and slacks, seperated from Gores and Tecs
Chicks in
packs, please, let your weave relax
I'm so gangster with this rap bouncers hold me
back
[Timbaland]
Hey G, I feel you black
But let me get up in this club and show
you how I act
I'm a fool when it comes to these party girls
I'm a fool when it comes to this
party world
Now ask yourself, now who do beats like me?
I was the one that gave you ";Hey
Papi";
I'm like Tupac, all eyes on me
Got niggas messed up in the industry, but it's
ok
[Chorus: Storm |
