| Lyrics: | Timbaland talking:]
Da Da Da Da Da Da
Yes yes yes yes yes yes
It's me again baby,
Timbaland
And uh, we doin somethin like dis
Hear da beat?
Uh
(clapping)
Say
what?
Thats right
Thank you, thank you, thank you
(laughing)Uh right now, Ima bring a
special guest in
He 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 cocktin
Drum
knockin, gotta get off
Bitches and killas in the front watchin
Flowin with like a finna
studda some
Betta come off a butta ton, brotha run, I hope he said he were
Ima flow until my
belly hurt
Pimp nigga rockin on tha stage an rock on in the petty shirt
Let it ruff,
ooh
Feels like anotha one
Who you be? Mr. Shystie
The one who make you frown up like the
lemon in my ice tea
The muthafucka most likely
To get a tuba with the opposition in my
position
I break em off when I give em tha heat
Steady re' for rollin
Bullets body
decomposion
I dismember the weak on the Timbaland beat
You remember the
beat
Conversation we had
When my adrinallin was rushin
Check yo brakes and knee
pads
When the twis to get tha bus in
Bodys gon' get rushed in
I can make em hit tha
dance flo
Brothas, bitches, and hustlers
I get up in the guts homie, never phoney
Hitta
wigga when he run up on me
Yall muthafuckas still don't know me
Let em' learn
slowly
[Chorus:]2x
Who you be?
Im tha one that stay high
Center maka up tha
party, rockin bodys
with tha thugga hands up in the sky
neva shy he's fly
Who am i, who
you be?
I'm the one's gon' get buck
T-straight from the Chi
Ribal, hom |
