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Is it going? Is it going? Is it going? Is it going?
I don't know what you're lookin' for
Oh, yeah, boy, come on
I'm a type of girl that'll look you dead in the eye, eye
I'm real as they come, if you don't know why I'm fly-y-y-y-y
I seen you try to switch it up, but girl, you ain't that dope
I'm the Wonder Woman, let me go get my rope
I'm a supermodel and mami, si mami
Amnesty International, got Bangkok to Montauk on lock
Love my ass and my abs in the video called Promiscuous
My style is ri-dic-dic-diculous, 'ulous, 'ulous
If you see us in the club we'll be actin' real nice
If you see us on the floor you'll be watchin' 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)
When Timbo is in the party everybody put up they hands
I get a half a mill' for my beats, you get a couple grand-d-d-d-d
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 a piano man
Your songs don't top the charts, I heard 'em, I'm not a fan-n-n
Niggas talkin' greasy, I'm the one that gave them they chance
Somebody need to tell 'em that they can't do it like I can
If you see us in the club we'll be actin' real nice
If you see us on the floor you'll be watchin' 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)
Could you speak up and stop the mu-mumbling?
I don't think you came in clear
When you're sittin' on the top
It's hard to hear you from way up here
I saw you tryna 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 se-sexy never left, then why's everybody on my shi-i-it?
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
'Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say
If you see us in the club we'll be actin' real nice
If you see us on the floor you'll be watchin' 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)
Something special, unforgettable
50 Cent
(Cent)
Justin
(Tin)
Timbaland
(Land)
Damn
(Damn)
She, she, she want it, I want to give it to her
She know that it's right here for her
I want to see you break it down
I'm ballin', throw'n money around
She work it girl, she work the pole
She break it down, she take it low
She fine as ****, she about the dough
She doing her thing out on the floor
Her money, money, she makin', makin'
Look at the way she shakin', shakin'
Make you want to touch it, make you want to taste it
Have you lustin' for her, goin' crazy face it
Now don't stop, get it, get it
The way she shakin' make you want it
Think she double jointed from the way she splitted
Got you're head ****** up from the way she did it
She's so much more than you're used to
She knows just how to move to seduce you
She gon' do the right thing and touch the right spot
She'll dance in your lap till you're ready to pop
She always ready, when you want it she want it
Like a ******, the info, I show you where to meet her
On the late night till daylight the club jumpin'
If you want a good time, she gon' give you what you want
Baby, this a new age, you're like my new craze
Let's get together, maybe we can start a new phase
The smoke's got the club all hazy, spotlights don't do you justice, baby
Why don't you come over here? You got me saying
Ayo, I'm tired of using technology
Why don't you sit down on top of me?
Ayo, I'm tired of using technology
I need you right in front of me
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh
(So)
I got to give it to her
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh
(So)
I got to give it to her
Your hips, your thighs
You got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs
You got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs
You got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs
You got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Got a thing for that thing she got
The way she make it tick, the way she make it pop
Make it rain for us so she don't stop
I ain't got to move, I can sit and watch
In her fantasy, there's plain to see
Just how it be, on me, backstrokin', sweat soakin'
All into my set sheets
When she ready to ride, I'm ready to roll
I'll be in this ***** till the club close
What should I do? One thing on all fours
Now that that **** should be against the law
From side to side, let the ride, break it down
(Down, down)
You know I like, when you hike and you throw it all around
Different style, different move, damn I like the way you move
Girl, you got me thinkin' about all the things I do to you
Let's get it poppin' shorty, we can switch positions
From the couch to the counters in my kitchen
Baby talk to me
Baby, this a new age, you're like my new craze
Let's get together, maybe we can start a new phase
The smoke's got the club all hazy, spotlights don't do you justice, baby
Why don't you come over here? You got me saying
Ayo, I'm tired of using technology
Why don't you sit down on top of me?
Ayo, I'm tired of using technology
I need you right in front of me
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh
(So)
I got to give it to her
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh
(So)
I got to give it to her
Your hips, your thighs
You got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs
You got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs
You got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs
You got me hypnotized, let me tell you
(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
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)
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
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)
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
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)
Ah (ah)
Yeah (yeah)
Ha (ha)
Breakdown, come on
Hey, uh, come on, Madonna (break it)
Come on boy I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll (ah, ah)
Well, don't waste time
Give me a sign
Tell me how you wanna roll (ah, mm-mm)
I wan't somebody to speed it up for me then take it down slow
There's enough room for both
Well, I can handle that
You just gotta show me where this at
Are you ready to go?
Are you ready to go? (Come on)
If you want it, you've already got it
If you thought it, it better be what you want
If you feel it, it must be real just
Say the word and I'mma give you what you want
Time is waiting
We only got four minutes to save the world
No hesitating
Grab a boy, then grab a girl
Time is waiting
We only got four minutes to save the world
No hesitating
We only got four minutes, heh, a-four minutes
So keep it up, keep it up
Don't be afraid Madonna, uh
You gotta get 'em on, hop
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock
That's right, keep it up, keep it up
Don't be afraid Madonna, uh
You gotta get 'em on, hop
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock
Sometimes I think what I need is a "You" intervention, yeah (uh, come on)
And you know I can tell that you like it
And that it's good, by the way that you move, ooh hey
The road to hell is paved with good intentions, yeah
But if I die tonight, at least I can say I did what I wanted to do
Tell me, how 'bout you?
If you want it, you've already got it
If you thought it, it better be what you want (come on)
If you feel it, it must be real just
Say the word and I'mma give you what you want
Time is waiting
We only got four minutes to save the world
No hesitating
Grab a boy, then grab a girl
Time is waiting
We only got four minutes to save the world
No hesitating
We only got four minutes, heh, a-four minutes
So keep it up, keep it up
Don't be a afraid Madonna, uh
You gotta get 'em on, hop
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock
That's right, keep it up, keep it up
Don't be afraid Madonna, uh
You gotta get 'em on, hop
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock
[Timbaland]
Alright.
Hey! Clap.
Oh...
[Justin Timberlake + Timbaland]
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 here the party goes.
(Yeah.)
With all my G's in the back.
(Yeah.)
Who needs a bodyguard.
(Yeah.)
I think I need to...
[Justin Timberlake]
Release
I'm out of control
I'm out of body
Release
I'm out of control
Who's here to party
Release
I'm out of control
I'm out of body
Release
I'm out of control
I'm out of...
Wait a minute.
[Justin Timberlake + Timbaland]
Oh, yeah.
I push the party stars.
(Yeah.)
Haters can't even see me.
(Yeah.)
We came to party hard.
(Yeah.)
I think I need to...
[Justin Timberlake]
Release
I'm out of control
I'm out of body
Release
I'm out of control
Who's here to party
Release
I'm out of control
I'm out of body
Release
I'm out of control
I'm out of...
Wait a minute
[Timbaland]
Who pumps the parties right?
He keeps the party movin'
The club is over packed
Look this can't wait till mornin', yeah.
[Justin Timberlake + Timbaland]
We've got a video.
(Yeah.)
I think we're late for our show.
(Yeah.)
We had our video.
(Yeah.)
Hey, these girls they cute.
(Yeah.)
They want me to do my part.
(Yeah.)
But first I gotta...
[Justin Timberlake]
Release
I'm out of control
I'm out of body
Release
I'm out of control
Who's here to party
Release
I'm out of control
I'm out of body
Release
I'm out of control
I'm out of...
Wait a minute.
Get funky
Get funky
Get funky
Hah
Break it down
Do somethin'
Do somethin'
I think you wanna
Let me talk to you
Hey
Come on girl
I'm out of body
I'm out of body
I'm out of body
I'm out of body
I'm out of body
I'm out of body now
Do your dance
Yeah.
I'm not sure what I see, Cupid don't fuck with me
Are you telling me this is a sign?
She's looking in my eyes, noticing no other guys
Are you telling me this is a sign? (Oh)
Don't think about it, boy leave her alone (Ooh wee)
Nigga you ain't no G
She likes my tone, my cologne and the way I roll
You ain't no G
It's legit, you know it's a hit
When The Neptunes and the Doggy Dogg fin to spit
You know he's in tune with the season
Come here baby, tell me why you leaving?
Tell me if it's weed that you need
If you wanna breathe, I got the best weed minus seeds
Ain't nobody tripping VIP they can't get in
If something go wrong then you know we get to Cripping
I'm not sure what I see, Cupid don't fuck with me
Are you telling me this is a sign?
She's looking in my eyes, now I see no other guys
Are you telling me this is a sign?
Don't think about it, boy leave her alone (ho ho yeah)
Nigga you ain't no G
She likes my tone, my cologne and the way I roll
(Do-do-do-do-do-do) You ain't no G
Now you stepping with a G, from Los Angeles
Where the helicopters got cameras
Just to get a glimpse of our Chucks
And our Khakis and our bouncer cars
You're with you friend right? (Yeah)
She ain't trying to bring over no men right? (No)
Shit, she ain't gotta be in the distance
She can get high all in an instant
I'm not sure what I see, Cupid don't fuck with me
Are you telling me this is a sign?
She's looking in my eyes, noticing no other guys
Are you telling me this is a sign?
Don't think about it, boy leave her alone (ho ho yeah)
Nigga you ain't no G
She likes my tone, my cologne and the way I roll
(Do-do-do-do-do-do) You ain't no G
Mami, mamacita, have you ever, flown on G5's
From London to Ibiza, you gotta have cake to
You'll have Sunday's with chiquitas
You'll see Venus and Serena, in the Wimbledon Arena
And I can take you (Uncle Charlie, preach)
Nigga don't be young and foolish
You don't know what you're doing
You don't know what you've lost until she's gone (til she's gone)
She got her pretty face, drove you wild
But you ain't got that Snoop Doggy Dogg style
I'm not sure what I see, Cupid don't fuck wit me
Are you telling me this is a sign?
She's looking in my eyes, noticing no other guys
Are you telling me this is a sign? (Oh)
Don't think about it, boy leave her alone (Ooh wee)
Nigga you ain't no G
She likes my tone, my cologne and the way I roll
You ain't no G, you ain't no G
Ooh wee
Heee, hey (You ain't no G)
Ooh ho ho
Ooh wee
Heee, hey ho
Eh eh eh
Baby, you're looking fire hot
I'll have you open all night like an Ihop
I take you home baby let you keep me company
You gimme some of you, I give you some of me
You look good, baby must taste heavenly
I'm pretty sure that you got your own recipe
So pick it up, pick it up, yeah I like you
I just can't get enough I got to drive through
Cause is me, you, you, me, me, you all night
Have it your, way, foreplay
Before I feed your appetite
Let me get my ticket baby, let me get in line
I can tell the way you like, baby, super size
Hold on, you got yours, let me get mine
I ain't leave until they turn over the close sign
Check it
Take my order cause your body like a
Carry out
Let me walk into your body until you
Hear me out
Turn me on, my baby don't you
Cut me out
Turn me on, my baby don't you
Cut me out
Take my order cause your body like a
Carry out
Let me walk into your body until this
Light's out
Turn me on, my baby don't you
Cut me out
Turn me on, my baby don't you
Cut me out
Number one, I'll take two number three's
That's a whole lot of you and a side of me
Now is a fool of myself to want you full of me
And if its room for dessert then I want a piece
Baby get my order right, no errors
I'm a touch you on the right areas
I can feed you, you can feed me
Girl deliver that to me, come see me
'Cause is me, you, you, me, me, you all night
Have it your, way, foreplay
Before I feed you appetite
Do you like it well done, 'cause I do it well
Cause I'm well seasoned if you couldn't tell
Now let me walk into your body until you hear me out
And turn me on, my baby, don't you cut me out say
Take my order cause your body like a (carry out)
Let me walk into your body until you (hear me out)
Gimme all
Turn me on, my baby don't you
Cut me out
Turn me on, my baby don't you
Cut me out
Take my order cause your body like a
Carry out
Let me walk into your body until this
Light's out
Turn me on, my baby don't you
Cut me out
Turn me on, my baby don't you
Cut me out
Cut me out
What's your name?
What's your number?
I'm glad I came
Can you take my order?
What's your name?
Girl, what's your number?
I'm glad I came
Can you take my order?
Come over here (what's your name?)
Come closer (what's your number?)
I'm over here (I'm glad I came)
A little closer (can you take my order?)
Come over here (what's your name?)
Come closer (what's your number?)
Over here (I'm glad I came)
A little closer (can you take my order?)
Take my order cause your body like a
Carry out
Let me walk into your body until you
Gimme all
Turn me on, my baby don't you
Cut me out
Turn me on, my baby don't you
Cut me out
Take my order cause your body like a
Carry out
Let me walk into your body until this
Light's out
Turn me on, my baby don't you
Cut me out
Turn me on, my baby don't you
Cut me out
Take my order cause your body like a
Carry out
Let me walk into your body until you
Gimme all
Turn me on, my baby don't you
Cut me out
Turn me on, my baby don't you
Cut me out
Take my order cause your body like a
Carry out
Let me walk into your body until this
Light's out
Turn me on, my baby don't you
Cut me out
Turn me on, my baby don't you
Cut me out
Don't you cut me out!
Once was a man who consumed his place and time
He thought nothing could touch him
But here and now it's a different storyline
Like the straw he is clutching
Why has the sky turned grey
Hard to my face and cold on my shoulder
And why has my life gone astray
Scarred by disgrace, I know that it's over
Because I'm falling down
With people standing round
But before I hit the ground
Is there time
Could I find someone out there to help me?
Howl at the wind rushing past my lonely head
Caught inside its own motion
How I wish it was somebody else instead
Howling at all this corrosion
Why did the luck run dry
Laugh in my face, so pleased to desert me
Why do the cruel barbs fly?
Now when disgrace can no longer hurt me
Because I'm falling down
With people standing round
But before I hit the ground
Is there time
Could I find someone out there to help me?
Because I'm falling down
With people standing round
But before I hit the ground
Is there time
Could I find someone out there to help me?
I don't know
Here I go
I don't know
Here I go
Lord, have mercy (hey, hey)
Lord, have mercy (Timbo)
Lord, have mercy (Black Eyed Peas)
Lord, have mercy (JT)
Lord, have mercy (get stealing that)
Lord, have mercy (get stealing that)
Lord, have mercy (get stealing that)
Lord, have mercy (JT, hit 'em)
I know that you like my style
I know that you like my style
We came here to turn you out
Everybody in the place get wild
I know that you like my style
I know that you like my style
We bout to drop it on your ass right now
Everybody in the place get wild (so what you saying?)
What's up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up with you, boy?
What's up, what's up with you, boy?
Don't jock, don't jock, baby, don't jock me
I drop the hotness, baby watch me
You can't, you can't, no you can't stop me
'Cause I'm a champ on the rap like Rocky
And when I spit it trying out a Z rocks me
Cause my styles trademark with the copy (right)
You know my style is naughty (right)
So don't cock-block me
You like my style when I'm wiling out with my gang
And I gain my fame from doing my damn thing on the mic
Then I burn the stage like propane
And I bang them thangs, I'm a lover man
I know that you like my style
I know that you like my style
We came here to turn you out
Everybody in the place get wild
I know that you like my style
I know that you like my style
We bout to drop it on your ass right now
Everybody in the place get wild (so what you saying?)
What's up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up with you, boy?
What's up, what's up with you, boy?
Our style lined up when we team up
JT and BEP sewed the scene up
Cali to Tennessee and in between 'em
We the hottest in the biz, turn the beat up
We be rolling four Hummers and a Beemer
When sun set, up the cheap cantina
Stepped out looking fresh and clean-ah
Paparazzi put me in they magazine-ah
I got eight million ways to rock ya like this
And ain't nobody drop their styles like this
I'm a give it to you like that and like this
And my momma always told me "my baby's a genius"
I know that you like my style
I know that you like my style
We came here to turn you out
Everybody in the place get wild
I know that you like my style
I know that you like my style
We bout to drop it on your ass right now
Everybody in the place get wild (so what you saying?)
What's up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up with you, boy?
What's up, what's up with you, boy?
Te gusta me estilo
Dile a tu tia y tu tio
Aye viene Jimmy wit the lingo (lingo)
I like to keep my style on single (single)
Baby you can call me mijo (mijo)
I make you say "ay, Dios mio!" (mio)
Tu chocha es todo mio (ay)
I make it hot for you if it's frío (frío)
It feels like something's heating up
Timbaland's on the drum-drum, he's beating up
Black Eyed Peas, there's no defeating us
JT, he's rocking the beat with us
Them freaks, they want to freak with us
After the spot they tryna to meet with us
They know our style is fabulous
We off the hook, our styles ridiculous
What's up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up with you, boy?
What's up, what's up with you, boy?
Let me tell ya!
I know that you like my style
I know that you like my style
I've been gone for a while
But I'm back with a brand new style (hey)
Timbo (Timbo)
Black Eyed Peas (Black Eyed Peas)
JT (that's me)
And we out baby (out baby)