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[Timbaland -
Uh, what's up
Why you on me?
I thought we was past
me?
Alright let me to ya, uh

- Timbaland - w/ ad libs]
C'mon what's the hold up
You carryin me your school folder
I want your dinner, not your cold
Why you givin me the cold shoulder?
(Shorty)

C'mon baby the hold up
You me like your school folder
I want your dinner, not your cold
Why you keep givin me the shoulder?
(Cause I'm fly)

[Verse 1 -
I'm alone in my room, sometimes I stare at the wall
And I think of them times when you was my balls
I never in your face, you said you hated the taste
That's a disgrace, I'd rather put my cum inside weight plate
You now? You need your toes massaged
I'm oblaged to rub 'em down, I put on da barges
your favorite song, you need to take off the thong
Go head, nibble on my neck, doin it wrong
We could be doin it, and it, and doin it wild
I wanna lick on you and lick on you, I when you smile
I'll be in town next week, can I an erection?
pack of Lifestyles is my choice of protection
See I'm more pimperific, let me be more specific
On a scale of one to ten, my sex is so
It's like I'm James "Superfreaky" things
I put a hot dog in your bum sure to make you cum

[Verse 2 -
Uh, it was a love, a, a, a teenage love
And I her, don't hurt me again
Actin the vaughn a vo in my living room den
Like it never took much to really get you back
some college ruled paper and my ball point pen
Crackers, juice, and my cranberry Benz
We circle my block and we do it
Now let's forward to my living room flo'
we was freakin and she speakin gettin about to go
I slap broke my watch cause raggedy ho
She the time wasn't right, then she hugged me slow
Uh, it was a teenage love, a, a, a love
And I told her, hurt me again
Can't we live The Ropers, "Three's Company" man, huh?

[Verse 3 -
me if she like it and if not
Girl is this your
I never cum in second, some reppin for lot
And when I was a kid, I used to fuck in the
Only time I turn it down is you don't use dush
You got the "Eye of a Tiger" and your is fly
a Hall of Fame booty baby, gonna retire
And I aspire to be penis of for you
But we fuckin in the bed, cut in the living room
You likin my pimperation, do I calm your
Never bein pleased, so you settle masturbation
I got a 'C' on my chest I'm super when cuttin
Give me minutes, guarantee you'll be comin and cummin