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Timbaland
Timbaland


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Настоящее имя Timothy Zachery Mosley
Дата рождения 10 марта 1972 г.
Место рождения Norfolk, Virginia, U.S.
Откуда Richmond, Virginia, U.S.
Жанры Hip-hop
Electropop
Contemporary R&B
Hip hop soul
Годы 1990—н.в.
Лейблы Interscope Records
Blackground Records
Mosley Music Group
См. также Missy Elliott
Timbaland & Magoo
Aaliyah
Ginuwine
Static Major
Сайт Website



Альбом Timbaland


Timbaland Presents: Shock Value (02.04.2007)
02.04.2007
1.
2.
Give It To Me (feat. Nelly Furtado & Justin Timberlake)
3.
Release (feat. Justin Timberlake)
4.
Way I Are (feat. Keri Hilson & D.O.E.)
5.
Bounce (feat. Dr. Dre, Missy Elliott & Justin Timberlake)
6.
Come and Get Me (feat. 50 Cent & Tony Yayo)
7.
Kill Yourself (feat. Sebastian & Attitude)
8.
Boardmeeting (feat. Magoo)
9.
Fantasy (feat. Money)
10.
Scream (feat. Keri Hilson & Nicole Scherzinger)
11.
Miscommunication (feat. Keri Hilson & Sebastian)
12.
Bombay (feat. Amar & Jim Beanz)
13.
Throw It On Me (feat. The Hives)
14.
Time (feat. She Wants Revenge)
15.
One And Only (feat. Fall Out Boy)
16.
Apologize (feat. OneRepublic)
17.
2 Man Show (feat. Elton John)
18.
Hello (bonus track; feat. Keri Hilson & Attitude)
19.
Come Around (bonus track; feat. M.I.A.)
. . .


[Verse 1:]
A aint got no fillin,
Ama let these niggaz know,
A been killin em wit these beats,
Now am spittin dem killer flows,
Whatcha know bout me dog,
Not a damn thing,
Gotta problem u can c me in da streets dog,
Am on 1 man game,
Dont take this lightly,
If a want u dead its done,
A can make dat hype n b cuts,
Nigga ma bread is long,
A done been both sides of the tracks,
U can say a trained da game,
A lotta niggaz tryna get in ma lane,
Err body askin me da same ol thing, (what they say)

[Chorus: x8]
Oh timbaland,
Where he go run 2?,
(nowhere)

[Verse 2:]
A aint goin nowhere dog,
Ama b right here in ya face,
Cant do it like me dog,
Ya kick drum aint got enough bass,
Dont ever talk bad about me,
U jus might make me mad,
N a jus might c u sumwhere,
N brake ur ass in half,
Its nothin but timbaland in da u strip,

Now am in a whole nother zone,
U can let me do me,
U can do u,
O get popped in ya door,
Hit love on the verge 2 da block,
So recognize da game,
Timbaland aint gonna run mowhere baby,
Timbaland got private planes,

[Chorus: x8]
Oh timbaland,
Where he go run 2?,
(nowhere)

[Verse 3:]
A been around,
Sometime long ago,
A seen da life,
Dont act like u aint seen it b4,

Am listenin dog,
U aint sayin shit,
U can keep on wishin,
U never make a hit,
Yeah a got money,
Take it all from me,
I’mma gon b da same,
U can get a few whips,
U can get a few chips,
U still gon be a lame,
We aint da same my nigga,
Am on some other shit,
I’mma say this plain n simple,
Nigga take this punishment,
Ama take yall on a trip,
Ama take yall on a ride,
And 1 day am gon dip, but a won't be hard to find

. . .


(feat. Justin Timberlake & Nelly Furtado)

Is it going, is it going, is it going, is it going?
I don't know what you're looking for

[Nelly Furtado:]
I'm the type of girl that'll look you dead in the eye (eye)
I'm real as they come if you don't know why im fly
Seen ya try to switch it up, but girl you ain't got to
I'm the wonderwoman, let me go get my ropes
I'm a supermodel and mummy, sí, mummy
Amnesty international got bankrupt (i'm on top, on lock)
You love my ass and my abs and the video called "promiscuous"
My style is miticulous

[chorus: Nelly Furtado]
If you see us in the club, we'll be acting real nice
If you see us on the floor, you'll be watching all night
We ain't here to hurt nobody
So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me
Wanna see you work your body
So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me

[Timbaland:]
When timbo is in the party everbody put up their hands
I get a half a mill for my beats... you get a couple grand
Never gonna see the day that i ain't got the upper hand
I'm respected from californ.i.a. way down to japan
I'm a real producer and you just the piano man
Your song gonna top the charts, i heard em, i'm not a fan
Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them their chance
Somebody need to tell 'em they can't do it like i can

[chorus: Nelly Furtado]
If you see us in the club, we'll be acting real nice
If you see us on the floor, you'll be watching all night
We ain't here to hurt nobody
So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me
Wanna see you work your body
So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me

[Justin Timberlake:]
Could you speak up and stop the mumbling
I don't think you're getting clear.
Sitting on the top, it's hard to hear you from way up here.
I saw you tryin' to act cute on tv just let me clear the air.
We missed you on the charts last week
Damn that's right, you wasn't there.
If "sexy" never left, then why's everybody on my shit?
Don't hate on me just because you didn't come up with it.
So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way
'cuz our run will never be over, not at least until we say

[chorus: Nelly Furtado]
If you see us in the club, we'll be acting real nice
If you see us on the floor, you'll be watching all night
We ain't here to hurt nobody
So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me
Wanna see you work your body
So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me

If you see us in the club, we'll be acting real nice
If you see us on the floor, you'll be watching all night
We ain't here to hurt nobody
So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me
Wanna see you work your body
So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me

If you see us in the club, we'll be acting real nice
If you see us on the floor, you'll be watching all night
We ain't here to hurt nobody
So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me
Wanna see you work your body
So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me

. . .


(feat. Justin Timberlake)

[Intro:]
Alright
Hey
Clap
Oh
I need you girl (Hey)
I really need you
I need you girl
(Let me tell you something)
I think am getting in charge (yeah)
So feel the party codes (yeah)
With all my Gs in the back (yeah)
Who needs a bodyguard (yeah)
I think I need to...

[Chorus:]
Release
I am out of control
I'm out of body
Release
I am out of control
Whose here to party
Release
I am out of control
I'm out of body
Release
I am out of control

I'm out of...

(Oh, yeah)
I push the party stars (yeah)
They just can't even see me (yeah)
We flame the party hard (yeah)
I think I need to...

[Chorus:]
Release
I am out of control
I'm out of body
Release
I am out of control
Whose here to party
Release
I am out of control
I'm out of body
Release
I am out of control

Who holds the party strikes
He keeps the party movin'
The club is over packed
Look this can't wait till dawn

(Yeah)
We've got a video (yeah)
I think we are late for our shoot (yeah)
We had our video (yeah)
Hey, these girls ain't cute (yeah)
They want me to do my part (yeah)
But first I gotta...

[Chorus:]
Release
I am out of control
I'm out of body
Release
I am out of control
Whose here to party
Release
I am out of control
I'm out of body
Release
I am out of control

. . .


[Intro - Timbaland]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Remember the time baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
I ain't got no money
I ain't got no car to take you on a date
I can't even buy you flowers
But together we can be the perfect soulmates
Talk to me girl

[Bridge - Keri Hilson]
Oh, baby, it's alright now, you ain't gotta flaunt for me
If we go there, you can still touch my love, it's free
We can work without the perks just you and me
Thug it out 'til we get it right

[Chorus] - Keri Hilson & (Timbaland)
Baby if you strip, you can get a tip
'Cause I like you just the way you are
(I'm about to strip and I want it quick
Can you handle me the way you are?)
I don't need the cheese or the car keys
Boy I like you just the way you are
Let me see ya strip, you can get a tip
'Cause I like that, I like that

[Verse 2 - Timbaland]
I ain't got no Visa
I ain't got no Red American Express
We can't go nowhere exotic
It don't matter 'cause I'm the one that love you best
Talk to me girl

[Bridge 2 - Keri Hilson]
Oh, baby, it's alright now, you ain't gotta flaunt for me
If we go there, you can still touch my love, it's free
We can work without the perks just you and me
Thug it out 'til we get it right

[Chorus] - Keri Hilson & (Timbaland)
Baby if you strip, you can get a tip
'Cause I like you just the way you are
(I'm about to strip and I want it quick
Can you handle me the way I'm are?)
I don't need the cheese or the car keys
Boy I like you just the way you are
Let me see ya strip, you can get a tip
'Cause I like you just the way you are

[Verse 3 - D.O.E.]
Baby girl, I don't got a huge ol' house I rent a room in a house
Listen baby girl, I ain't got a motorboat but I can float ya boat
So listen baby girl, once you get a dose of D.O.E. you gon' want some mo'
So listen baby girl, when I make it I want you back, want you back, yeah

. . .


(feat. Dr. Dre, Missy Elliott and Justin Timberlake)

(Tempo has reached critical level)
(Tempo has reached critical level)

Huh... bounce... ooh I like you... bounce...

C'mere girl, c'mere girl, c'mere girl, bounce
C'mere girl, c'mere girl, c'mere girl, bounce
C'mere girl, c'mere girl, c'mere girl, bounce
C'mere girl, c'mere girl, let me talk to you

[Verse 1: Timbaland]
Let me see them big titties, don't act saddity you ain't pretty
Break bread if you wanna get wit' me, all I wanna do is dig off in them kidneys
Tell ya boyfriend he better mind his business, 'fore he end up in the trunk of my Bentley
I am still a boss, he can't hit me, he ain't got enough paper to deal wit' me
Baby girl wanna two step wit' me, turn around rub ya ass up against me
Whoa, lil' mama done got tipsy, and then tonight, tomorrow you're history
All you haters wit' that hoe sh*t miss me, I stay strapped security don't frisk me
Set it off 'til this muthafu*ka empty, I turn around do the same sh*t next week
Come on

[Chorus: Timbaland & Justin Timberlake]
Bounce (like yo' ass had the hiccups)
Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up)
Bounce (why you lookin' so sad? baby girl you need to cheer up)
Bounce (I got the remedy, it's you on me and me on you
And you on me and me on you and you on her
Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me
Then me on y'all and y'all on me
Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh)

[Verse 2: Dr. Dre]
OOH! There she go, just what the Doc's been lookin' fo'
She just what I need, black and Chinese like Sum Yung Ho
I got a bungalow, we can diappear for a week or so (yeah)
I got a steady young flow, super bowl wit' it like I'm Dungy yo (oh)
Yes, congratulations, you won a millionaire invitation
Sorry I'm so demandin', but save the dancin', for back at the mansion and
Ain't, this money handsome? Ain't, that a panty anthem?
I kill me, just like you, from the back you'll see

[Chorus: Timbaland & Justin Timberlake]
Bounce (like yo' ass had the hiccups)
Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up)
Bounce (why you lookin' so sad? baby girl you need to cheer up)
Bounce (I got the remedy, it's you on me and me on you
And you on me and me on you and you on her
Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me
Then me on y'all and y'all on me
Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh)

[Verse 3: Missy Elliott]
Hold up! Hell naw! Like Britney Spears I wear no draws
In the club I drink it up, gulp gulp drink it up
Got Patron sippin' in my cup, that's ya man I bet I can make him look
When he see the jugs he wanna rush and get a quick touch of the big ol' butt
Mmhmm big ol' butt, thick legs, big ol' jugs, legs stick like rims on the truck
Take him to the crib, yep, we gon' fu*k, you can call me a freak I like to get buck
I don't have to do much to make you get it up
Some young hoe she worth two dollars, I'm worth more dollars that make a beauty parlors
I pop collars, c-c-c-collars, I don't buy shots I only buy the bottles
Only rich girls, we only buy the bottles
And like a porn star I'm best when I swallow

[Chorus: Timbaland & Justin Timberlake]
Bounce (like yo' ass had the hiccups)
Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up)
Bounce (why you lookin' so sad? baby girl you need to cheer up)
Bounce (I got the remedy, it's you on me and me on you
And you on me and me on you and you on her
Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me
Then me on y'all and y'all on me
Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh)

. . .


Nigga Your Time Is Up, I Aint Come To Kid You
I Knew You niggas Was Dumb, But How Dumb Is You
Thinkin You Can See The King, When You Unofficial
You Dont wanna Go To War, Cuz I'll Launch These Missiles
I'm A Ride Or Die Nigga, I Be Tearin Shit Up
We Aint Like Them Other Fools, Who Dont Compare To Us
All The Hoes Love A Nigga, They be Backing It Up
But Me I Love Money I Be Stacking It Up
When My Bandwagon Pull Up They Hop On Board
They Hop Right On Mine and Hop Right Off Yours
I Get Respect Homie All Across The Board
I Get A Quarter Mill A Track Without An Award
Ever Wanna Test A Nigga Then Come See Me
In The Street I Hold My Ground Like I'm Concrete
I Know Shit Aint Sweet so When Shit Get Deep
I'm Rich I Can Pay To Have You Six Feet Deep
(Nigga)

Chorus

I Give It To Whoever Want It, If You Want It Come See Me
You Know Where I'm At If You want it ,If You Want It Come Get Me (x2)


50 Cent

Nigga You Violate I Regulate ra ta tat tat
Bigger Shells They Fit In That Banana Clip Tech
Run and A Bullseye, Form on Your Back
It's Hard To Miss Wit A Full Clip In The Mac


I Got Ammo Ammo I Unload, Reload, Cut A Nigga Quick
Ye My Knife Game Lethal That Tough Guy Shit,
Nigga Thats What I see Through
You Like a 3 Course Meal Motherf**ker I Eat You
You Food And I'm In The Mood, So Front I Let The Hammer Fly
Nigga You Can Duck, Run For Cover, Or Die
Your Choice, You Choose
I Pop, You Move, Like You In Shock You Been Shot
Nigga.. Your Blood On The Street, You Up Ships Creek
You Can Hardly Speak, Startin To Get Weak Your Eyes Close
Your Life Flash, Your Heart Slow, Your Heart Stop,
Your Ass Dead, You F**ked Kid

(Chorus)

Tony Yayo

I'm Like Nicholas Cage Yeye Its The Ghost Rider
P89 Ye I Let My Toast Slide, Costa Rica To Brazil
I Got My Hoes In The Lamb, why Your Bitch Bald Headed
Like Britney Spears, I'm In The Projects Gettin Dope and Piff Money
2 More Flips Thats Anna Nicole Smith Money, F**k A G4
I'm In a G 500, G 450, G550, Thats Airplane Talk
I'm The Aviator Man Baby AR Shoot Your Baby Out Your Hands
Spaghetti And Corn Bread, Mix Got Me Blunted,
There's No Talk Abouts.. You Dont F**k On An Empty Stomach
By Out The Mall, Then Hug The Block, Hundred Thou Wood Grain
In A Phantom Drop, Then I Cruise In The Club
Got My Ruge In The Club, Pay A Bouncer A Buck
Now My Uz In The Club, Ye Nigga

(Chorus)

. . .


(feat. Sebastian and Attitude)

[Voice:]
Get Out, You Can't Be In Here, You Have To Get Out.
I Implore You, Please?.. Please?..
You All Going To Die Down Here...

It's Life Or Death, Either One,
The King Is Back, Take Heat And Run,
I Piss And Take A Shit On Ur Beef For Fun,
I Killed The Game, I Aint Even Used A Gun,
Who Better Than Me? Don't Make Me Laugh,
I Run This Shit,They Just Chase My Ass,
I Aint Talkin Shit Nigga, Just Tellin The Facts,
I Think All The Tracks Im Hearin From Niggas Is Whack,
I Be Hearin These Niggas,
What They Say In They Rhymes,
I Took My Spot Nobody Gave Me Mine,
I Make The Beats That Boom Boom Boom! In They Trunks,
U Disagree Homie Then Go On And Jump,
U Can Bump Ur Gum,
U Can Say What U Want,
Thats All U Gon Do Cuz Yall Niggas Is Punks,
Im Number One, U Aint Nuthin' But Shit,
When They Need A Hit Im Who They Gon' And Get,
Talk To Me...

[Chorus:]
If You Got Love For Me I Got Love For You,
If You Wont Fuck Wit Me I Wont Fuck Wichu,
We Can Do It Howeva U Wanna Do,
Nigga If U Dont Fuck Wit Me I Wont Fuck Wit U,
Gon' Head
Kill Yourself Kill Yourself Kill Yourself
Don' Kill Yourself,
Kill Your Self Kill Yourself,
If I Was You I Wouldn' Fell Myself,
Don' Kill Your Self Kill Your Self
Kill Your Self Don' Kill Yourself,
Kill Your Self Kill Your Self
If I Was You I Wouldn' Fell Myself,

Im Tired Of Niggas, Niggas Is Tired,
U Aint A G, I See Bitch In Ur Eyes,
If U Close To Me, U Suposed To Be,
But Most Of U Rap Niggas Is Hoes To Me,
Wherever U From, The Question I Ask,
Is Do U Think I Give A Fuck, Riddle Me That,
Cuz In My Hood And U Jump Into Hell And Back,
This Industry Shit, To Hell Wit That,
I Seen Em Come, I Seen Em Go,
I Doubt If U Can Show Me Sum'in I Aint Seen Before,
Who Suposed To Be In Charge? I Need To Know,
When I Shake Ur Hand Ima Step On Ur Toe,
Go Getcha Gun, Go Getcha Click,
Imma Be Rite Here Chillin Wit Yo Bitch,
U Mad At Me? Cuz Im Gettin Rich,
Well Put The Pistol To Ur Head And Empty The Clip, Pop Nigga!

[Chorus:]
If You Got Love For Me I Got Love For You,
If You Wont Fuck Wit Me I Wont Fuck Wichu,
We Can Do It Howeva U Wanna Do,
Nigga If U Dont Fuck Wit Me I Wont Fuck Wit U,
Gon' Head
Kill Yourself Kill Yourself Kill Yourself
Don' Kill Yourself,
Kill Your Self Kill Yourself,
If I Was You I Wouldn' Fell Myself,
Don' Kill Your Self Kill Your Self
Kill Your Self Don' Kill Yourself,
Kill Your Self Kill Your Self
If I Was You I Wouldn' Fell Myself,

See My Heart, Feel My Pain
Some Of Dese Stars, Some Is Lames,
How They Follow Little Trends To Get They Fame,
I Aint Snappin My Damn Fingers To Get In The Game,
U Claim U Rich, Show Me Son,
If U Got So Many Dollas Then Loan Me One,
Fools Think They Killas They Own A Gun,
When U No U Bout As Sweet As A Honey Bun,
Trash Ur Broads, Behind A Bar,
Like U Dat Dude Frontin Hard,
Vip Bands Dont Make U A Star,
Like We Really Still Dont No Who The Fuck U Are,
Dont Talk Behind My Back Just Call Me Nigga,
Move My Heart To The Side
Make Room To Forgive Ya
If U Still Wanna Hang, We'll Come To Get Ya,
Put The Rope Around Ur Neck And Jump My Nigga!

[Voice:]
Your All Going To Die Down Here...
Get Out Get Out You Cant Be In Here...
You're All Going To Die Down Here..

. . .


Clap ya hands everybody, if you got what it takes
I'm timbo and I want you to know that these are the brakes

Uh-huh, uh-huh
Hey, get ya back up off the wall
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Hey, get ya back up off the wall
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Hey, get ya back up off the wall
Uh-huh, uh-huh

Let me tell ya
You got me fiending for your body parts
You said you lonely and you need it bad
Come and see me when you wanna to start
And where we going you don't have to ask

Chorus:
Come in my cipher put the blunt in the air
Let me seduce you, let me play in your hair
I see that you're hyper, let's take it upstairs
Hey girl! Let's have a meeting, a meeting

I know a quiet place where we can talk
Girl, relax and let me do my thing
Baby I don't wanna to break your heart
I just want to make you say my name

Chorus:
Come in my cipher put that blunt in the air
Let me seduce you, let me play in your hair


I see that you're hyper, let's take it upstairs
Hey girl! Let's have a meeting, a meeting


I'm a chick nigga [heart with a man]? fo sho
In the back of my mind, girl you infidel
Even though you a skunk?, I'm a fan of chest
Role play you the best, you supply the sex
Yes, I'm a feind of your hole
One hit of you, when I lose control
I look in your eyes, I can see yo soul
Bankroll in the hole for you to cause and go

Chorus:
Come in my cipher put that blunt in the air
Let me seduce you, let me play in your hair
I see that you're hyper, let's take it upstairs
Hey girl! Let's have a meeting, a meeting

Uh-huh, uh-huh
Get ya back up off the wall
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Hey! Get ya back up off the wall
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Get ya back up off the wall
Uh-huh, uh-huh

Meeting's ajourned
Huh, the meeting's just begun
Watch this

. . .


Intro:
Let me show you boy, hah, are you ready?

Fantasy (oh) it could be (oh) couldn't we
[I was just thinkin’ … about you]
Wildest thing, (you have) ever dreamed (boy)
[So what will it be?]

Verse:
Just lookin’ at you shorty lights a flame inside (inside),
I’m wonderin if you can come and help put out the fire (fire),
That you create in me, baby, tell me what you like
Cause I can be your all boy, I can be your love toy
If you ain't busy baby, I’m all yours tonight (tonight),
Let imagination take us for a further than the mind
Travellin’ in a dream (dream) we can bring something to life,
That no ones ever seen yet, can I….

Hook:
Show you what its like beyond your fantasy,
It could be (so) good if we....
Might just get it hotter than the
Wildest thang, (you have) ever dreamed boy

Let me show you what its like beyond your fantasy,
It could be (so) good if we....
Might just get it hotter than the
Wildest thang, (you have) ever dreamed boy

Verse:
Cuz think of all the tasty things that we can try (try),
The karma you can have will be more than Money can buy
(ho ho ho ho)
We aint even gotta keep it quiet, boy all my walls are sound proof,
I can scream your name through,
My entire house, we will not disturb,
None of these old neighbors, you'll get all that you deserve,


boy I got it somewhere if you can conjure up the nerve,
to come see what if feels like, can I …

Hook:
Show you what its like beyond your fantasy (oh),
It could be (so) good if we....
Might just get it hotter than the
Wildest thang, (you have) ever dreamed boy

Let me show you what its like beyond your fantasy,
It could be (so) good if we....
Might just get it hotter than the
Wildest thang, (you have) ever dreamed boy

Verse:
Touch it, touch it, feel it, Roll around in it, if you like,
Taste it, taste it, and Embrace it again a second time,
Don’t you waste it, you’ll regret it, Cause I can satisfy,
any fantasy that you can come with, can I ….

Hook:
Show you what its like beyond your fantasy (oh),
It could be (so) good if we....
Might just get it hotter than the
Wildest thang, (you have) ever dreamed boy

Let me show you what its like beyond your fantasy,
It could be (so) good if we....
Might just get it hotter than the
Wildest thang, (you have) ever dreamed boy


Let me show you what its like beyond your fantasy,
It could be (so) good if we....
Might just get it hotter than the
Wildest thang, (you have) ever dreamed boy

. . .


(feat. Keri Hilson and Nicole Scherzinger)

I got a plan for you and I
Let's journey across the Virginia skies.
Can i have some of your cookies, can I have some of your pie
May I cut the first slice, so won't you

[Chorus:]
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right

Intoxicated with desire,
And you're the dancer, maybe driver, yeah
I'm not afraid, 'cause I'm a rider, yeah
Ain't nothing wrong, feeling right, so won't you

[Chorus:]
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right (Scream)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right (Oh)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right (You make me scream)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right

I love it babe, got me here doing things I`d never do
Can hold me downs, why I'm here making sure, things are up for you (get it)
Like a getaway , for the lights go off, you turn on
I love this place, cause I can hear the echo when you make me ahh

[Chorus:]
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right (If your feeling good)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right (Let me know)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right (Scream)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right (Show me it feels good)

In the car, at the party
Got his hands, On your body
Don't fight it, Ooh
If you like it, Ooh

In your room, on the rooftop
Feels good, don't stop
Don't fight it, Ooh (Don't you fight it)
If you like it, Ooh (Why don't you)

[Chorus:]
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right (Scream)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right (Scream)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right ()
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody's feeling right (Uh, Sing it)

If you love me girl
Why don't you
If it feels good why don't you (sing it)
Uh, if you love me girl, why don't you just
Cuz when it feels good it (don't fight it)
If you like it

Yeah,
Don't fight it, ooh
Yeah,
If you like it, ooh

Don't you like that
It feels so good,donґt it?
Grab my hand baby
Take a walk on the beach, clear your minds

Hold your string here
Don't you like that beat
You do?
What else you like?
Hmm

I can accommodate that
Oh you like my swagger?
You like how I changed it up?
I like it too baby
But for now,

Hey the beat is going a little bit too long

Oh you like it this long? Hmm
That means you like to make love long?
Yeah, I feel that
Ooh.

I like how you shaking your hips to it
It's about to end baby, but don't you stop
Keep it going
Keep it going
Keep it going
Bring it over here
Sit on my lap
Kiss me
No no no, right here
Yeah
Ohh i like that
Ooh i like that
Ooh

Imma stop bullshitting, haha.

. . .


(feat. Keri Hilson and Sebastian)

[Timbaland:]
Oh! Two step. Oh!
Let me talk to you girl

[Keri:]
What?

[Timbaland:]
I'm in your part of town
I call your phone and you're no where to be found
You do this every time
You be M.I.A. every single time

The part that kills me
You rather chill with your friends instead of me huh.
But I ain't gon' be no clown
I guess I call you next time I'm in your town
And you say to me

[Keri:]
So what, I was out with my friends
I'm a grown woman
It's the weekend, oh
So what if I don't answer my phone
What if I'm not alone
I'm with him
What's it to you?

I need to get out
You you you you you
Are, killing me, you're killing you're killing me
and I
just wanna get out
you you you you you
are killing me you're killing you're killing me
whatcha wanna do? do do whatcha wanna do? do do

I cannot escape
no matter what I do
can't get away from you, oh
call me everyday
and that there ain't never cool
getting on my nerves
I think it's time you knew
only gave you my number cause, drinks made you cuter, plus
you were looking sad and lonely, oh
but that's all it was
just put you in the game
and here you go complainin'
what's up with you?

I need to get out
You you you you you
Are, killing me your killing you're killing me
and i
just wanna get out
you you you you you
are killing me you're killing you're killing me
whatcha wanna do? do do whatcha wanna do? do do

[Sebastian:]
like whoa lil mama, it's the second time I'm callin' your number
I ain't chasin' I ain't even no runner
don't you know I push the Hummer in the summer, huh
how you hard to be reached
I can put you where you hard to be reached
black sand on the balls of your feet
You can scream, ain't no body gon' be sleep,
this your own private beach, haha
and when it comes to sex,
just a little bit of love and little bit of that
maybe push it back where your ribs is at
share a bowl of crunch berries, how real is that, haha
I'm just jokin' of course,
I'm trying to put your sex game back on course
if you feelin' dry, like you don't get moist
if you ever get a minute holla at yo' boy

. . .


Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum
Ooowwwhooaa (guys)

Ahhhhhhhhhh (carries on through)(Punjabi Chick)
Yeah (Timbaland)
Mere zindagi tere ho gaye (My life has become your property)
Mere jaan(My life or my love)
Mere jaan
Come on (Timbaland)

ooooooooooo (carries on through)
Yeh Deewanegee
huh? (Timbaland)
Na roke kabhi (May this infactuation never end)
Mere jaan
Mere jaan
Yeah (Timbaland)

Mere zindagi teri ho gaye (My life has become your property)
Bring it Back (Timbaland)
Yeh deewanegee na roke kabhi (May this love never end)
Bring it Back (Timbaland)
Mere zindagi teri ho gaye (My life has become your property)
Bring it Back (Timbaland)
Yeh deewanegee na roke kabhi (May this love never end)
Break it down (Timbaland)

Madhosh hairan dil main baat kiya?(My intoxicated heart is surprised)
Say What? (Timbaland)
ah ha ha ha
Pucho na (Don't ask me why)
ah ha ha ha
Pucho na (Don't ask me Why)
Haah! (Timbaland)

Madhosh hairan dil main baat kiya?(My intoxicated heart is surprised)
ah ha ha ha
Pucho Na (Don't ask me why)
ah ha ha ha
Fricky fricky dumm (DJ scratch noise...(Timbaland))

Aja tu aja mere saamne tu aja jaanu (Come on baby come to me or come in front of me)
Haah! (Timbaland)
Kitna tarsaoge, kitna bolaoge mujhe tum (how much will you tease me, how much will you call me)
Haah! (Timbaland)

Aja tu aja mere saamne tu aja jaanu (Come on baby come to me or come in front of me)
o! (Timbaland)
Kitna tarsaoge, kitna bolaoge mujhe tum (how much will you tease me, how much will you call me)
fricky fricky ahh (DJ scratch beatbox again...(Timbaland))

owwwwwwhooooooooooooo (Punjabi Chick)
There aint no way in the world im gonna leave you baby (Timbaland)
owwwwwwhooooooooooooo (Punjabi Chick)
Your my tresor and i got the key to ya baby (Timbaland)
owwwwwwhooooooooooooo (Punjabi Chick)
Let's ride on my Titanic baby(...if u know what i mean)(Timbaland)
owwwwwwhooooooooooooo (Punjabi Chick)
Being in love goes down as one of the greatest (Timbaland)


owwwwwwhooooooooooooo (Punjabi Chick)
There's no me without you (you) (Timbaland)
owwwwwwhooooooooooooo (Punjabi Chick)
Baby girl you make my dream come true (Timbaland)
Sing it to me

Tu hain tu hain, hum yahan hain (You are you are, we are here)
Aao chale, is jahan se (Come on let go from this place)
Aao mile, sazah mile (Come on lets meet, lets meet ecstasy)
Ab hum aur tum, ek ho jaye (Now let us both, become one)

hey hey hey hey (repeats+carries on through)
Pa pum pum pa pa ra (repeats+carries on through)
Put it up yo
Give it to me hey!
Put it up yo
Give it to me come on
Put it up yo
Give it to me hey!
Put it up yo
Give it to me hey!
Put it up yo
Give it to me hey!
Put it up yo
Break it down now

ah ah ah ah (repeats+carries on through)
ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa
I like that uh
ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa
I like that uh
ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa
I like that uh
ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa
I like that uh

ahhwooahhhaaa (repeats+carries on through)
ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa
I like that uh
ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa
Fricky fricky break owwh (DJ scratch beat boxing)

Pum pum pum pum pa rum (repeats+carries on through)
digga doh, doh doh digga doh (Punjabi Chick)
doh (Timbaland)
digga doh digga doh digga doh (Punjabi Chick)
doh (Timbaland)
digga doh, doh doh digga doh (Punjabi Chick)
doh (Timbaland)
digga doh digga doh digga doh (Punjabi Chick)
Haah! (Timbaland)

digga doh, doh doh digga doh (Punjabi Chick)
digga doh digga doh digga doh (Punjabi Chick)
Beebay (Timbaland)
digga doh, doh doh digga doh (Punjabi Chick)
digga doh digga doh digga doh (Punjabi Chick)
Beebay (Timbaland)
rooooaaaaaah (Timbaland)

. . .


The flyweight champion of the world
Time has come
hey girl

Take it to the back of the club hey woman
don't take it the wrong way
I've been checking that ass
and if you give me the chance
I ain't gon' play

I really wanna getta know ya
that's what I told ya
girl you know I don't play
I wanna put it in ya WOW!
You better do what the song say

Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Wiggle that ass before you throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Wiggle that ass before you throw it on me

I got so many broads
like cars
A different two or three in the same day
I wanna park my
walk in the park with a spark
with the same damn thing
So many titties
and they callin' my name all night


God damn baby
Niggas just hate me
cause the girls wanna throw they thing on me
like it's okay!

Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Wiggle that ass before you throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Wiggle that ass before you throw it on me

From the look at that ass
you probably a gold digger
but I ain't Kanye
Babygirl you on the right track
but you goin' the wrong way
And when we're through with the party
girl I got a game that we gon' play
And when we break up
tomorrow I'll be on the highway
Hey!

Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Wiggle that ass before you throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Wiggle that ass before you throw it on me

. . .


(feat. She Wants Revenge)

[Timbaland:]
I Got A Feeling She Keeps Me In The Dark
I Gotta Get Keep My Eye On Her She Aint'no Walk In The Park
Id Offer This But She Want That She She She Want It All
You See She Wanted To Paint The Picture And Say She My Broad
I Got A Little Tip From Word On The Block People Saying I Shouldn't Get Involved
But I Don' Judge Or And Try To Chage It Cause You Are Who You Are
Im Like The Drug She's Addicted To Me She Can't Leave Me Now
She Always Makin Plans To Date...Then Find Me A Maker Bye Girrll

[Chorus: She Wants Revenge]
Shes Doing Resting On The Hours That Pass Her By
Id Pay Attention If I Thought It Was Worth The Time
I Tell Their Easy But Her Hands They Find A Way
Confusing Passion For The Laws We Never Gave
Fall Back On Reasons That We Know Won't Stand A Chance
Watching Our Shoulders Like A Memory From The Past
I Tell Their Easy But Her Hands They Find A Way
Confusing Passion For The Laws We Never Gave

[Timbaland:]
I Couldn't Get Rid Of Shawty If Wanted
Cause She Was Down But I Was Tired Of Playin The Role Like I Ain't Know That She Get Around
Something About This Girl Facinates Me Shes The Type That Likes To Hang With The Stars
The Way She Makes Me Feel And Sedates Me Who Knew We Would Take It This Far
Everywhere That I Try To Go She Gotta Wanna Post Up With My Face On It
Soon As I Walk Out The Door There It Is Wanna Postin Up With My Face On It
Can't Blame My Self And Its Not My Fault Cause Nothing Was Promised At Least I Could Say I Was Honest But Bye Girll

[Chorus: She Wants Revenge]
Shes Doing Resting On The Hours That Pass Her By
Id Pay Attention If I Thought It Was Worth The Time
I Tell Their Easy But Her Hands They Find A Way
Confusing Passion For The Laws We Never Gave
Fall Back On Reasons That We Know Won't Stand A Chance
Watching Our Shoulders Like A Memory From The Past
I Tell Their Easy But Her Hands They Find A Way
Confusing Passion For The Laws We Never Gave

[Intsrumental Break]

[Chorus: She Wants Revenge]
Shes Doing Resting On The Hours That Pass Her By
Id Pay Attention If I Thought It Was Worth The Time
I Tell Their Easy But Her Hands They Find A Way
Confusing Passion For The Laws We Never Gave
Fall Back On Reasons That We Know Won't Stand A Chance
Watching Our Shoulders Like A Memory From The Past
I Tell Their Easy But Her Hands They Find A Way
Confusing Passion For The Laws We Never Gave

. . .


[Verse 1 - Timbaland]
I get over heels for someone (I)
That I really can't deal with (deal with)
I want to block her out my mind
But I really can't do it
I tell myself this the last time
I'ma let her do this to me
Whenever we do spend time
I realize that I can't get enough of you

[Bridge - Patrick Stump (Timbaland)]
Wipe that smile off your fucking face (Let me say to you)
Wipe that smile off your face (Let me say to you)
Wipe that smile off your fucking face (Let me say to you)
Wipe that smile off your face (Let me say to you)

[Chorus - Patrick Stump]
To be despised
To be loved
To be dreamt of
To be sought
To be inside
I don't care
Right in the middle
I'm right in the middle
To be despised
To be loved
To be dreamt of
To be sought
To be inside
I don't care
Be my unholy
My one and my lonely

[Verse 2 - Patrick Stump]
I wear scarves and hoods
Cause it's the only poker face that I've got left
And everything I love about you is a mess
Smash the mirror and break the palm reader's hand
(I) want to be better than I am

[Bridge - Patrick Stump (Timbaland)]
(Let me say to you)
Wipe that smile off your fucking face (Let me say to you)
Wipe that smile off your face (Let me say to you)
Wipe that smile off your fucking face (Let me say to you)
Wipe that smile off your face (Let me say to you)

[Chorus - Patrick Stump]
To be despised
To be loved
To be dreamt of
To be sought
To be inside
I don't care
Right in the middle
I'm right in the middle
To be despised
To be loved
To be dreamt of
To be sought
To be inside
I don't care
Be my unholy
My one and my lonely

[Verse 3 - Timbaland]
Girl, just look what you've done
How could you do this to me?
I gotta put my foot down
I can't let you do this to me
I can't forget those good ole times
And all the things you've been doing to me
I wanna hit that one more time
I mean love, what your doing to me
I'ma say it loud, right here
Let's fuck in this crowd
Why we arguing
I thought me and you were supposed to be
Friends
Let's chill for minute
Better yet we could heal for a minute (for a minute)
Baby, put down the knife
Sometime I wanna save ya life
Why don't you

[Chorus - Patrick Stump]
To be despised
To be loved
To be dreamt of
To be sought
To be inside
I don't care
Right in the middle
I'm right in the middle
To be despised
To be loved
To be dreamt of
To be sought
To be inside
I don't care
Be my unholy
My one and my lonely

. . .


(feat. OneRepublic)

I'm holding on your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground
And I'm hearing what you say
But I just can't make you sound
You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me down
But wait...
You tell me that you're sorry
Didn't think I'd turn around and say..

That it's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late

I'd take another chance, take a fall, take a shot for you
And I need you like a heart needs a beat
(But that's nothing new)
Yeah yeah

I loved you with a fire red, now it's turning blue
And you say
Sorry like the angel heaven let me think was you
But I'm afraid

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
Woahooo woah

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, yeah yeah
I said it's too late to apologize, a yeah

I'm holding on your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground...

. . .


(feat. Elton John)

Hold Up Yall
Hold Up
Not Yet
Hold Up

Now...
Go Head
Go Head

Like That.
Yeah...
Mmm

Thats Cool

Ooooooo

Bring It In
I Heard That Come On And Play That Back
Im Really Feeling That Come On Smash Track
Its Just The Regular Two Man Show

I Heard That Come On And Play That Back
Im Really Feeling That Come On Smash Track
Its Just The Regular Two Man Show

Doesnt It Sound Good To Ya Dont U Agree
Doesnt It Sound Good To Ya Dont U Agree

Come On Break It Down
What
Huh
Oh

I Heard That Come On And Play That Back
Im Really Feeling That Come On Smash Track
Its Just The Regular Two Man Show

I Heard That Come On And Play That Back
Im Really Feeling That Come On Smash Track
Its Just The Regular Two Man Show

Ooohhhh

Doesnt It Sound Good To Ya Dont U Agree
Doesnt It Sound Good To Ya Dont U Agree

Listen To Me Right Here

I Like That
Gimmie Gimmie That
Come On

Take It To The High Level
Go A Lil Higher Then That
Higher
Switch It Up
I Like That
I Like That

Kill Em'

I Like That
Grab Yo Lady N Hug Her Tight
Uh Huh Uh Huh

Shock Value

Me N Eltan John Signing Out

. . .


(Timbaland)
[Talking]
Lord,
aint nobody think we comin like dis
they kno what im talkin bout homeboy...

(Keri & Timbaland)
[Chorus]
We on another level
Who you down with?
I'm down with several
People that you can't clown with, go to town with and get down with
Hello
We on another level
Who you down with?
I'm down with several
People that you can't clown with, go to town with and get down with
Hello

(Timbaland)
Baby let me come and scoop you in the Benz
We can chill and lay back while I drop my top baby if you want you can bring a friend
I get it poppin' off
Be glad you got involved
Girl if you play your position then all your problems solved
They show me love in every hood and every city I go
They say "Timbo you the best" and I say baby "I know"
Two-tone Maybach when I slide up in it when I go my ride is tinted
Gotta pull the shades back and tell her "Hello"
She wanna chill wit a nigga
We can smoke we can drink just keep it real wit a nigga
I got a plan shawty go getcha man shawty
Let me put it simple so you can understand shawty cause

(Keri & Timbaland)
[Chorus]
We on another level
Who you down with?
I'm down with several
People that you can't clown with, go to town with and get down with
Hello
We on another level
Who you down with?
I'm down with several
People that you can't clown with, go to town with and get down with
Hello



(Keri Hilson)
Smooth with the flow get you where you goin'
You already know and if you don't then I'ma show
Look how I does that they lookin' at you they lookin' at me they be like "what's that?"
Tryin' to get they buzz back
I got places to go and a whole lotta things to see (I guarantee)
And I'ma be right here until ya'll done got enough of me
Steady on my grind tryin' to get it
Money on my mind, is you with it?
Tryin' to hold me down cause of that ego now they ain't around, but look at me

(Keri & Timbaland)
[Chorus]
Hello
We on another level
Who you down with?
I'm down with several
People that you can't clown with, go to town with and get down with
Hello
We on another level
Who you down with?
I'm down with several
People that you can't clown with, go to town with and get down with
Hello

(Attitude)
[Rapping?]
Bitch can't swim bitch gon' drown
Bitch can't fly I can't either
That's why a nigga get high off reefer
[Rapping?]
You know I had to send a shoutout to my people

(Keri & Timbaland)
[Chorus]
Hello
We on another level
Who you down with?
I'm down with several
People that you can't clown with, go to town with and get down with
Hello
We on another level
Who you down with?
I'm down with several
People that you can't clown with, go to town with and get down with
Hello

. . .


Shut the curtain, and I paid the dolla
Sidekick rings, what's up, holla
Text the address, I'll see ya later
Baby, calm down

Calm down, calm down, calm down
Run down, run down, run down
Run-dukka, run-dukka, run-dukka, run-dukka, run-dukka, run-dukka,
Run down

Run dun dun, dun dun dun, dun dun dun dun (x3)
Beat goes on
Run dun dun, dun dun dun, dun dun dun dun (x3)
Beat goes on

In a far away land, where you got shit made
Ray-Ban shades, warheads laid
Babies born in air raids
My girls run like everglades
Indian tribe men gamble spades
Indian chicks they get them laid
Milk and honey, smoke high grade
Gold and diamonds, gems and jade
_________________________
Blow up things to save our name
_________________________
Being a super Indian babe
We black market, we black made
We hit shit out when it rains
We could come down and catch my train
We can run down and play this game

Shut the curtain, and I paid the dolla
Sidekick rings, what's up, holla
Text the address, I'll see ya later
Baby, calm down

Calm down, calm down, calm down
Run down, run down, run down
Run-dukka, run-dukka, run-dukka, run-dukka, run-dukka, run-dukka,
Run down

Run dun dun, dun dun dun, dun dun dun dun (x3)
Beat goes on
Run dun dun, dun dun dun, dun dun dun dun (x3)
Beat goes on



(Timbaland)
Hey, hey
Baby girl, you and me
Need to go to your tipi
The moon is full, and I'm shining
Baby, I know you see me
Pull the hump, two on your back, just like that
Oh girl, you're on fire
I don't wanna be in love with ya
I'm just gonna break you off and say goodbye
The night is young, don't make me wait
You just might miss your chance
I'm going to tell you the truth
Timbaland, I'm the mother f**king man
Today's the day, girl let me get that
Don't get mad, in fact, let me hit that
I've been over killin' em, break backs
Come down, run down, girl where your place at

Shut the curtain, and I paid the dolla
Sidekick rings, what's up, holla
Text the address, I'll see ya later
Baby, calm down

Calm down, calm down, calm down
Run down, run down, run down
Run-dukka, run-dukka, run-dukka, run-dukka, run-dukka, run-dukka,
Run down

Run dun dun, dun dun dun, dun dun dun dun (x3)
Beat goes on
Run dun dun, dun dun dun, dun dun dun dun (x3)
Beat goes on

Break

Bounce, bounce, bounce

Let me tell you something,

Don't get it twisted baby girl, baby boy
Cause Timbaland ain't dead (x4)

Bounce

Cause Timbaland ain't dead

. . .


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