Wit' Yo' Bad Self - Timbaland
Composed by：Donnie Lewis/Timothy Mosley
Here we go again
Ha ha here we go again
Make it hot uhh
Yeah here we go again
Make it hot mad
Huh here we go again
We're gon' make it hot
Ha ha here we go again
Yo skillz
Now listen baby girl I don't like kissin'
Flip your back out and we can start twistin'
Check the intuition the dime definition
Cop all the rocks that sparkle and glisten
Where your man at yo that cat missin'
I got you on the line you mine no fishin'
Satisfaction no competition
We rock the V-12 we leave him the 6's
What's the deal Fulfill every wish and
Haters keep hatin' dissers keep dissin'
We rich and I take you out on a mission
You can make it hot what I do make it sizzle
Keep you lookin' jig' your nails to precision
Got your girls jealous to be you them chicks wishin'
Hit it on the bullseye boo no missin'
Keep swishin' you see gold like slick rick and
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Now what you want prada escada you got that
The way the one's stack ain't no way that you can stop that
You in the way girl boom when I block that
Treated your physique like a beat and I rock that
You got your hustle I ain't tryin' to knock that
Drop carats and the ring make sure the rock's fat
You can rise but you ain't tryin' to stop that
You'd think I had the keys boo the way I locked that
Oh that's your man I think it's time to drop that
Lay it off play it off yeah you get the props back
You get the dress I get the cane and the top hat
After we done boo I let you run the clock back
Fallin' in love oh never not that
Who you know who control where they gettin' jocked at
And in Vegas I'm hittin' it up like a slot rack
If you think you runnin' game girl you need to botch that
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Now when you came in the door I seen you before
A dime fine all the way to the core
Thick enough to make a nigga drop to the floor
Talked in your ear 'til my throat got sore
Lames she could see my game was straight raw
Specially since she bought my tape right out the store
She was like ain't you 'sposed to be out on tour
Since you ain't tryin' to go boo what you askin' for
Need I say more from the 8-oh-4
If you placin' bets girl then you best be sure
Slick if you sick then I got the cure
Chrome spinnin' we winnin' boo check the score
Filthy rich I like to dress like I'm four
Have the chicks fightin' like the next world war
Sure yo you never treat 'em like a w***e
Like Jay said love it or hate it eith-er or
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Uhh what uh huh
What like that what
Timbaland what
Mad skillz uhh
Collabo' what
Don't go baby
Don't go baby baby
Don't go
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
Go ahead daddy go ahead
