| Lyrics: | What cha talkin' 'bout?
[Lil' Man] Uh oh
Ha ha, what?
Uh oh, what?
[Timb] Told
y'all
[Lil' Man] What?
[Timb] Told y'all
[Lil' Man] What? Check it out
[Lil'
Man]
I'm the Lil' Man, join with the Timbaland
People walkin' around sayin' to theyself
"Damn!"
People can't realize who the fuck who I am
I'm like the VCR tech they call
bad
People don't know what they gonna see next
They might see Timbaland with Funkmaster
Flex
Or doin' a duet with the group called Beck
Or back in the studio gettin', gettin'
sex
[Timb]I'm the ill nigga that loves Chips Ahoy
[Lil' Man] Timbaland where you
at?
[Timbaland]
Here I go boy, I got yo' back with a Tec 9
You see them niggas
creepin', what?
I thought you knew, I told you so
Never, ever step over my toe (nah
nah)
I got that nigga (what what)
From the "V", Static, where you
at?
[Static]
Here I go, if ya pearlin' in a 'lac, then turn that shit up
If ya
chillin' at the club, then tear the party up
And if you got shove, let it bump bump
Not
speakin' for yo' cheddah, but I keep mine in lumps
Nigga, my momma taught me that, can't sneak
me from the back
So I found her chasing cheese, so I watch for dirty rats
See I'm wise like
the guys, and smart like the streets
See I be rollin' blunts while Timb' be makin' them beats,
Timbaland
[Lil' Man |
