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man]
This out uh huh
It out uh huh
To all the b biters huh?
Timbaland got something to say
him out
This is the man speaking right now
Yo kick it

If it's money to be i guess i'm the printer
If it's ice to be rocked i i'm the winner
You know my ginuwine not the pretender
One in a like aaliyah
Burn like gonorrhea,
I beat the beater, snares
Cris' like the in the watch on my wrist
growing like a newborn
You be on some new and improved
Lyrically i tracks, put two in a crew
Tell me, who mo'
Catch me in the studio, what? a do
Give me 10 minutes, hook you up with joint that's mean
>from new york, va to cali, all in between

Timbo i even bowed it in no
And every corner i flow
You i get it on
Timbo, i even bowed it in no
And corner that i flow
I get it on

[lil'
Can you get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
Where all the playa at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out (um hmm)

Can we get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
all the playa haters at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out (um hmm)

I'm the top nigga, nigga, hot nigga, yo (yo)
Shit i dropped, nonstop nigga, whoa (whoa)
Meet the futuristic unpredicted by the (uh huh)
Either nigga's vibe or make shit light (whew)
Hip to the hop i came in the do' (what?)
Missy went platinum i came in some mo' (what?)
Aaliyah, ginuwine, mag and two o's (uh huh)

Outside production on and total
wanna buy the man for real
Got beats and program to kill
nigga, and i'm ill
Don't believe me? take the of your hand and feel

I'm burnin' up, yo, can't stop my
I'm burnin' up, can't stop my dough
Im burnin' up, up top and down south they
When it to these beats i don't play, yo
I get it on

man]
Can i get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
Where all the haters at? (um hmm)
Now point 'em out, (um hmm)

Can we get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
all the playa haters at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out (um hmm)
Now she's point 'em out, check it

I come sweeter than a two seater
Have your pockets wide open, have you spendin' on
It ends, expensive indeed
Without the c's, habits love the carats
Nigga's with mad
Spendin' ain't nuthin'
Nigga's who style
And then pretend ya old
Nigga, we let you know, district
Platinum rolex's with the in it
Money to burn, nigga when will you
automatic, now i realize i gotta have
Lifestyles of the rich, that fly bitch
a track to be ripped, i got the hot shit
Check the whip, i'm from my land to my six
Had you at the show saying bassey's a hit
I got the gift and know i'm ready for this
Eyes closed, sealed, and prepare for the kiss

& lil' man]
And i told ya'll we miss, what?

man]
Did she get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
Where all the playa at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out (um hmm)
'em out, what?

Did she get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
Where all the haters at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out, yeah (um hmm)

Can i get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
Where all the haters at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out, uh (um hmm)

Can he get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
all the playa haters at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out nigga (um hmm)
Now point 'em out,

Now ride, yeah boo

Yo,
People don't understand how you do beats, yo
Ha, i don't understand
You know always tryin' to bite you
And made like you
You da man now
I mad at cha
Play on