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    [Jay-Z]
    Guess who? Uh, uh-uh uh-uh
    Jigga, ya heard?
    Uh-uh, a-Timbaland, ya heard?
    Uh, Twista, ya heard? C'mon, c'mon
    Uh-uh, uh-uh, g-ge, ge-geah
    Yo.. yo.. ye-yea, ye-yea
    Turn this up.. yo, yo, yeah

    When the war's on, the 4's are drawn like pictures
    The niggaz is all gone when these triggers get witcha
    Nigga before long you need stitches in your longjohns
    A.K., t-t-t-t, heartbeat, t-t-t-t
    Eight figures you fake twitchy niggaz can't stop (that)
    Jigga, Twista my nigga Timb on the hot track
    How you gon' stop that? We can't be slowed
    Niggaz (?), look at your clothes
    When I'm in crazy mode, three-eighty blows like
    Maceo, leave acey holes
    That's just Jay-Z doe, crazy flow
    Rhyme great, dominate your radio
    C'mon, get your gun, your mask and gloves
    I don't ask for love, I blast 'em up
    Respect my gangsta dude, or your life's in danger dude
    Doctors pushin on your chest tryin to bring you through

    [Chorus: Timbaland] + (Twista)
    All my party people gon' do what? (Gonna get buck)
    Get some liquor in the gut (So whassup?)
    (Get them lighters lit up, make them get up
    with somethin the East and West gon' bump)
    All my party people gon' do what? (Get crunk)
    Get some liquor in the gut (So whassup?)
    (Get them lighters lit up, T got some gangsta shit
    that's beatin in yo' trunk)

    [Magoo]
    Fuckin with Mag, nigga end up in a hospital
    Sittin on the corner of the bed, sick cause of what I said to him
    On a track star beef take it in the kitchen
    Cookin MC's all niggaz taste like chicken
    Hittin 'em high, bitin they ear
    Tyson on a muh'fucker vampire style, I'm a bloodsucker
    You turnin into a mad ducker, tellin ya dog
    I'm at the Rucker with a bad Puerto Rican chick
    Fat as my cash and she a dick sucker, get up outcha car
    You ain't goin real far, see the chainsaw?
    Breakin the law, like turnin a dyke
    when it come to that man that just like Mike
    I don't care what you like, I'll make you run in outer space
    If you go to court man, only wish you got a case
    For real, I'm fuckin faced on a hill of ice
    Mag hot now nigga 50 G's the price

    [Timbaland]
    Timbaland good for that - {*beat plays, he scats*}
    {*scatting*} - I invented that
    Hear the hi-hat, hear the bassline on the track
    Remember "One in a Million" when I left ya back
    Producers sayin, "How you get your sound like that?"
    I don't know playa, I'm a creative cat
    Got party people dancin to dis and dat
    Got party people sayin, "This a dope-ass track!"

    [Chorus]

    [Twista]
    Timbaland hit 'em with the um, ah-um, ah-um-ahh, you gon' do what?
    Stop frontin you bumpin the new cut
    like a shoe ah, um ah-um ah, hit 'em in the gut
    Twitchin and itchin to get up, I hit 'em up
    With some skanless to vibe to and ride to
    with the stanky inside you - listen to while a freak lickin you
    Go on a bogus mission to, somethin you crip-walk in the kitchen to
    Somethin you bump on the porch or the park
    Or pump it while you displayin yo' heart when you flex on a mark
    You can play it to clear your head from drama with the feds
    and all the homies like down for when they in the dark
    Used to rock up at the block club, players wasn't ridin slick
    You can let your mind cruise for miles
    They can't tell no sucker who's allowed, with a strap on the mic
    I'm thinkin how can I move the crowd, move the crowd

    [Chorus] - repeat 2X

    [Timbaland]
    .. bounce wit me, bounce wit me, bounce, ow ow ow
    Ow ow ow-ow ah, shake wit me, shake wit me, shake wit me, shake..
    .. bounce wit me, bounce wit me..
    Shake wit me, shake wit me
    Ow, one time, bounce wit me, bounce wit me
    Yo, ahh

    Remember when you first found me?
    I was workin at Burger King
    Now take a good look around me
    Look at all these cars, look at all these girls
    Why you always tryin to put down me?
    Why you always tryin to put down me?
    You get 'round your friends and try to clown me
    Why you always tryin to pull that boo-boo?
    I'm gettin tired of all that bullshit
    Always talkin dis and dat
    Your girls screamin, "We looove him!"
    See girls, they LOVE me
    Girl that's just, only Tim
    Yes, it's only Tim
    Whatchu talkin 'bout that's only Tim?
    Yeah whatchu talkin 'bout that's only Tim?
    Cause

    [Timbaland: repeat 2X]
    I made it this far (this far)
    Made it without yo' money (yo' money)
    Made it without yo' car (yo' car)
    Made it without yo' naggin (what?)
    Now look who's the star (whoo!)

    [Timbaland]
    YaknowhatI'msayin?
    Why it gotta happen to people like me, I don't get it
    I don't understand it
    That's why people like myself, only hang with self
    Hahaha, and nobody else
    Easy now

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