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    (Timbaland talking)
    C'mon, ah, c'mon, ah, bounce a little, what, c'mon, yeah
    Ha, you didn't think I was comin like that did you?

    From the corner to the dice where we rollin at
    For all my homies gettin nice off that cognac
    To ghetto chicks who appreciate the Cadillac
    When it flip to the normal color like Mike was back
    Nike hats, slightly above your nose and neck
    Chucks and slacks, seperated from Gores and Tecs
    Chicks in packs, please, let your weave relax
    I'm so gangster with this rap bouncers hold me back

    Hey G, I feel you black
    But let me get up in this club and show you how I act
    I'm a fool when it comes to these party girls
    I'm a fool when it comes to this party world
    Now ask yourself, now who do beats like me?
    I was the one that gave you "Hey Papi"
    I'm like Tupac, all eyes on me
    Got niggas messed up in the industry, but it's ok

    [Chorus: Storm & Shelby (Timbaland)]
    It's your night (yeah), no need to act uptight (uh)
    Go and grab somebody (go 'head), go and grab somebody
    And be real
    (And just dance a bit, c'mon and just dance a bit)
    Do what you feel
    (Uh huh, and just dance a bit, c'mon and just dance a bit

    Must be the first of the month
    Mag get up on the track and I'm rappin drunk
    Y'all wanna battle we can spit for days
    Let up sixteen bars like mayo-naise
    Swisher in my mouth, shower cap on my dome
    Ain't in the studio, little shorty I'm home
    Pass the phone, I'm a call all VA
    Tell Sin, call Brooke and bring some Alize

    Got in the game like what, it's over man (say what?)
    I spit vodka, ain't sober man (say what?)
    I'm a bigger guy, need extra pay
    Give me a bed so I can lay in my Escalade
    You could be black, Puerto Rican or Dominican
    Room 219, I don't care, send it in
    I'm a jiggy guy, ride one plus the five
    Make it a six, big bad son of a bitch

    [Chorus] 2x

    Sin got the Alize from home
    Give me Lifestyles, put 'em on my jimmy, it's on
    And peep out my manuscript
    Mag and Tim party hoes so you gots to strip
    And I ain't playin games when I heart
    And leave Mag hangin hard suit with Christopher Darden
    I take about a hour to bust
    Chickens wanna get with Mag so they makin a fuss
    Told 'em, "simmer down, you're next
    Take my headphones, listen to Funkmaster Flex
    I'll be about a minute or less
    Stop sittin clothes on, take off your dress"

    [Chorus] 2x

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