Timbaland - I Get It On текст песни

Whats up jack?

[lil man]

This goes out, uh huh

It goes out, uh huh

To all the b-biters, huh? what?

Timbaland got something to say yall

Check him out

This is the lil man speaking right now

Yo, timbaland, kick it

[timb]

If its money to be made, I guess Im the printer

If its ice to be rocked, I guess Im the winner

You know my crew, ginuwine, not the pretender

One in a million like aaliyah

Burn like gonorrhea, what?

I beat the beater, snares everywhere

Cris like the diamonds in the watch on my wrist

Audiences growing like a newborn

You must be on some new and improved

Lyrically I murder tracks, put two in a crew

Tell me, who wanna mo

Catch me in the studio, what? doing a do

Give me 10 minutes, Ill hook you up with joint thats mean

>from new york, va to cali, all points in between

Timbo I even bowed it down in no

And every corner that I flow

You know I get it on

Timbo, I even bowed it down in no

And every corner that I flow

I get it on

[lil man]

Can you get it on? (um hmm)

Are ya hands up? (um hmm)

Where all the playa haters at? (um hmm)

Now point em out (um hmm)

Can we get it on? (um hmm)

Are ya hands up? (um hmm)

Where all the playa haters at? (um hmm)

Now point em out (um hmm)

[timb]

Im the top nigga, watch nigga, hot nigga, yo (yo)

Shit that I dropped, nonstop nigga, whoa (whoa)

Meet the futuristic unpredicted by the psych (uh huh)

Either niggas vibe or they make shit light (whew)

Hip to the hop when I came in the do (what? )

Missy went platinum then I came in some mo (what? )

Aaliyah, then ginuwine, mag and two os (uh huh)

Outside production on coko and total

Fugitive wanna buy the man for real

Got warrrents beats and program to kill

Timbaland nigga, and Im ill

Dont believe me? take the back of your hand and feel

Im burnin up, yo, cant stop my flow

Im burnin up, yall cant stop my dough

Im burnin up, up top and down south they know

When it come to these beats I dont play, yo

I get it on

[lil man]

Can I get it on? (um hmm)

Are ya hands up? (um hmm)

Where all the playa haters at? (um hmm)

Now point em out, yeah (um hmm)

Can we get it on? (um hmm)

Are ya hands up? (um hmm)

Where all the playa haters at? (um hmm)

Now point em out (um hmm)

Now shes gon point em out, check it

[bassey]

I come sweeter than a two seater benz

Have your pockets wide open, have you spendin on friends

It never ends, expensive indeed

Without the cs, lavish habits love the carats

Niggas with mad weaves

Spendin money aint nuthin

Niggas who style frontin

And then pretend ya gettin old

Nigga, we let you know, diamond district

Platinum rolexs with the chips in it

Mmoney to burn, nigga when will you learn

Its automatic, now I realize I gotta have

Lifestyles of the rich, that fly assed bitch

Theres a track to be ripped, I got the hot shit

Check the whip, Im banging from my land to my six

Had you screamin at the show saying basseys a hit

I got the gift and niggas know Im ready for this

Eyes closed, lips sealed, and prepare for the kiss

[timb & lil man]

And I told yall we wont miss, what?

[lil man]

Did she get it on? (um hmm)

Are ya hands up? (um hmm)

Where all the playa haters at? (um hmm)

Now point em out (um hmm)

Point em out, what?

Did she get it on? (um hmm)

Are ya hands up? (um hmm)

Where all the playa haters at? (um hmm)

Now point em out, yeah (um hmm)

Can I get it on? (um hmm)

Are ya hands up? (um hmm)

Where all the playa haters at? (um hmm)

Now point em out, uh (um hmm)

Can he get it on? (um hmm)

Are ya hands up? (um hmm)

Where all the playa haters at? (um hmm)

Now point em out nigga (um hmm)

Now point em out, what?

Now lets ride, yeah boo

Yo, timbaland

People dont understand how you do these beats, yo

Ha, even I dont understand

You know people always tryin to bite you

And made stuff like you

You da man right now

I aint mad at cha

Play on playa