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    [Timbaland - talking]
    Uh, what's up girl
    Why you trippin on me?
    I thought we was past that
    Feel me?
    Alright let me talk to ya, uh

    [Chorus - Timbaland] - w/ ad libs
    C'mon baby what's the hold up
    You carryin me like your school folder
    I want your dinner, not your cold cuts
    Why you keep givin me the cold shoulder?
    (Shorty)

    C'mon baby what's the hold up
    You carryin me like your school folder
    I want your dinner, not your cold cuts
    Why you keep givin me the cold shoulder?
    (Cause I'm that fly)

    [Verse 1 - Magoo]
    When I'm alone in my room, sometimes I stare at the wall
    And I think of them times when you was lickin my balls
    I never came in your face, you said you hated the taste
    That's a disgrace, I'd rather put my cum inside your weight plate
    You comfortable now? You need your toes massaged
    I'm oblaged to rub 'em down, first I put on da barges
    With your favorite song, you need to take off the thong
    Go head, nibble on my neck, your doin it wrong
    We could be doin it, and doin it, and doin it wild
    I wanna lick on you and lick on you, I like when you smile
    I'll be in town next week, can I keep an erection?
    Twelve pack of Lifestyles is my choice of protection
    See I'm more than pimperific, let me be more specific
    On a scale of one to ten, my sex is so terrific
    It's like I'm Rick James "Superfreaky" things
    I put a hot dog in your bum that sure to make you cum

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 2 - Timbaland]
    Uh, it was a teenage love, a, a, a teenage love
    And I told her, don't hurt me again
    Actin like the vaughn a vo in my living room den
    Like it never took much to really get you back then
    Just some college ruled paper and my ball point pen
    Crackers, pimp juice, and my cranberry Benz
    We circle my block and we do it again
    Now let's fast forward to my living room flo'
    Where we was freakin and she speakin gettin about to go
    I slap broke my watch cause this raggedy ho
    She like the time wasn't right, then she hugged me slow
    Uh, it was a teenage love, a, a, a teenage love
    And I told her, don't hurt me again
    Can't we live like The Ropers, "Three's Company" man, huh?

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 3 - Magoo]
    Tell me if she like it and if not
    Girl is this your spot?
    I never cum in second, some reppin for camel lot
    And when I was a kid, I used to fuck in the bushes
    Only time I turn it down is when you don't use dush
    You got the "Eye of a Tiger" and your pussy is fly
    It's a Hall of Fame booty baby, gonna retire
    And I aspire to be penis of convenience for you
    But we fuckin in the bed, let's cut in the living room
    You likin my pimperation, do I calm your frustration?
    Never bein pleased, so you settle with masturbation
    I got a 'C' on my chest cause I'm super when cuttin
    Give me fifteen minutes, guarantee you'll be comin and cummin

    [Chorus]

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