Hey yo Timbaland,
See what they don't understand
Is that we're about to flip our whole style on the flo
Two double zero one
And for those of you who hated,
You only made us more creative!
You don't want to speak my name
Mess around and get that ass blown away
Fool gon' away
I neva like ya tail anyway
Missy got somethin to say
I ride down the block in an Escalade
Bling, bling all in ya face
I think you might need to put on ya shades
I know you feel me though
Ya hatin on me but you hear me though
20" rims sittin crazy low
AHHHH! I'ma crazy hoe.
I'ma keep the party live
Me and Timbaland gonna flip it tonight
Keep ya hands in the sky
Wave 'em round like ya crazy high.
Chorus: huh time to lick shot time to see u dance hey you why u frontinnnn
You don't know who I be
Ya mammy neva told you not to fuck wit' me
If I give ya head you'll neva leave
Stop sweatin' me
Flip it on the black hand side
Look here boy don't you even try
Make me dislocate ya spine
Ma rings put the shine like turpentine
What you comin' round here now fo'
Baby hell no you just want my dough
Get ya black ass on the flo'
Fool touch me that's a No, No
Mr. DJ won't you play that song
Tell them freaks shake they nasty thongs
Hey boys won't you sing along
'Cause we gon' rock the party 'till the early morn.
Yall don't hear me.
You got your guns but you don't scare me
Originality is blarin'
Got my own style and I aint sharin'
Back up Back up!
Let's turn it up and turn the club down
Grab me drinks and give me two rounds
I break you off from going down down
Watch yourself, I'm about to turn it up!