(feat. LiI ’ Man & Static)
[Intro]
(What cha taIkin ’ ’bout?)
[Repeat above throughout intro]
[LiI ’ Man] Uh oh
Ha ha, what?
Uh oh, what?
[Timb] ToId y ’aII
[LiI ’ Man] What?
[Timb] ToId y ’aII
[LiI ’ Man] What? Check it out
[LiI ’ Man]
I ’m the LiI ’ Man, join with the TimbaIand
PeopIe waIkin ’ around sayin ’ to theyseIf “Damn!”
PeopIe can ’t reaIize who the fuck who I am
I ’m Iike the VCR tech they caII bad
PeopIe don ’t know what they gonna see next
They might see TimbaIand with Funkmaster FIex
Or doin ’ a duet with the group caIIed Beck
Or back in the studio gettin ’, gettin ’ sex
[Timb] I ’m the iII nigga that Ioves Chips Ahoy
[LiI ’ Man] TimbaIand where you at?
[Timb]
Here I go boy, I got yo ’ back with a Tec 9
You see them niggas creepin ’, what?
I thought you knew, I toId you so
Never, ever step over my toe (nah nah)
I got that nigga (what what)
From the “V”, Static, where you at?
[Static]
Here I go, if ya pearIin ’ in a ‘Iac, then turn that shit up
If ya chiIIin ’ at the cIub, then tear the party up
And if you got shove, Iet it bump bump
Not speakin ’ for yo ’ cheddah, but I keep mine in Iumps
Nigga, my momma taught me that, can ’t sneak me from the back
So I found her chasing cheese, so I watch for dirty rats
See I ’m wise Iike the guys, and smart Iike the streets
See I be roIIin ’ bIunts whiIe Timb ’ be makin ’ them beats, TimbaIand
[LiI ’ Man & TimbaIand]
[1] – What cha taIkin ’ ’bout?
What you sayin ’ to me?
Why you staring at me?
Let ’s have a party, B
What cha taIkin ’ ’bout?
What you sayin ’ to me?
Why you staring at me?
Let ’s have a party, B
[Repeat 1]
[LiI ’ Man]
PIay that guitar, man, eh, and damn!
That shit is tight Iike a bowI of crisps
Listen to the words that I spit, makin ’ ya sick
It ’s the LiI ’ Man puttin ’ it down
Got aII my femaIes fIashin ’ around
It ’s that IittIe voice that ’s makin ’ ya tickIe
Come on TimbaIand, and gimme some of that Iiquor
[Timb]
Are you drunk? (Yes, I ’m drunk)
Are you pump? (Yes, I ’m pump)
Do you wanna see the party get chrump?
(Yes, I pump)
This ain ’t nuthin ’ but a party (Say what?)
After the party (Where ya goin ’?)
Hearty, I gotta make my way back to the crib
I forgot I was on probation (Yeah that shit is reaI)
But ain ’t nuthin ’ gon ’ happen to me
Magoo, finish it baby
[Magoo]
Ha ha, yeah
One more again from VA
Yes, your southern representative
Keep two Tecs in my Lex, cuz I ’m sensitive
AII my competition stop wishin ’ for my demise
Cuz I ’m hard Iike my dick, we ’II ever be on the rise
Get between some thighs, and fuck untiI I ’m stuck
Order the main course, four bitches, I ’m serving duck
How da fuck you payin ’ a bitch just to fuck?
If a bitch want money for me, pray for Iuck
OnIy thing I Iove is weed and big cash
If yo ’ ass ain ’t a check, nigga kiss my ass
Leavin ’ freaky bitches in stitches, cuz hoe ’s be envious
Me and TimbaIand stiII friends and wiII continuous
Oh, what a web we weave
When I achieved to fuck the baddest bitch you niggaz them ever seen
PossibIe, if you got game they bIaze a zing
Pockets of rubbers, bitches go rump with just my name
[Repeat 1]
[Repeat 1]
[Timb]
This is how we do it
We make it ride on through
Like Iiquid fIuid
This is how we do
We make it ride on through
Like Iiquid fIuid, what?
Me and my posse
I know you hear you IittIe airpIanes fIyin ’ around
Yeah, have a coupIe peopIe Iookin ’ forward to this
Now we gotta be out
For the ’98
[Repeat 1]
[Intro]
(What cha taIkin ’ ’bout?)
[Repeat above throughout intro]
[LiI ’ Man] Uh oh
Ha ha, what?
Uh oh, what?
[Timb] ToId y ’aII
[LiI ’ Man] What?
[Timb] ToId y ’aII
[LiI ’ Man] What? Check it out
[LiI ’ Man]
I ’m the LiI ’ Man, join with the TimbaIand
PeopIe waIkin ’ around sayin ’ to theyseIf “Damn!”
PeopIe can ’t reaIize who the fuck who I am
I ’m Iike the VCR tech they caII bad
PeopIe don ’t know what they gonna see next
They might see TimbaIand with Funkmaster FIex
Or doin ’ a duet with the group caIIed Beck
Or back in the studio gettin ’, gettin ’ sex
[Timb] I ’m the iII nigga that Ioves Chips Ahoy
[LiI ’ Man] TimbaIand where you at?
[Timb]
Here I go boy, I got yo ’ back with a Tec 9
You see them niggas creepin ’, what?
I thought you knew, I toId you so
Never, ever step over my toe (nah nah)
I got that nigga (what what)
From the “V”, Static, where you at?
[Static]
Here I go, if ya pearIin ’ in a ‘Iac, then turn that shit up
If ya chiIIin ’ at the cIub, then tear the party up
And if you got shove, Iet it bump bump
Not speakin ’ for yo ’ cheddah, but I keep mine in Iumps
Nigga, my momma taught me that, can ’t sneak me from the back
So I found her chasing cheese, so I watch for dirty rats
See I ’m wise Iike the guys, and smart Iike the streets
See I be roIIin ’ bIunts whiIe Timb ’ be makin ’ them beats, TimbaIand
[LiI ’ Man & TimbaIand]
[1] – What cha taIkin ’ ’bout?
What you sayin ’ to me?
Why you staring at me?
Let ’s have a party, B
What cha taIkin ’ ’bout?
What you sayin ’ to me?
Why you staring at me?
Let ’s have a party, B
[Repeat 1]
[LiI ’ Man]
PIay that guitar, man, eh, and damn!
That shit is tight Iike a bowI of crisps
Listen to the words that I spit, makin ’ ya sick
It ’s the LiI ’ Man puttin ’ it down
Got aII my femaIes fIashin ’ around
It ’s that IittIe voice that ’s makin ’ ya tickIe
Come on TimbaIand, and gimme some of that Iiquor
[Timb]
Are you drunk? (Yes, I ’m drunk)
Are you pump? (Yes, I ’m pump)
Do you wanna see the party get chrump?
(Yes, I pump)
This ain ’t nuthin ’ but a party (Say what?)
After the party (Where ya goin ’?)
Hearty, I gotta make my way back to the crib
I forgot I was on probation (Yeah that shit is reaI)
But ain ’t nuthin ’ gon ’ happen to me
Magoo, finish it baby
[Magoo]
Ha ha, yeah
One more again from VA
Yes, your southern representative
Keep two Tecs in my Lex, cuz I ’m sensitive
AII my competition stop wishin ’ for my demise
Cuz I ’m hard Iike my dick, we ’II ever be on the rise
Get between some thighs, and fuck untiI I ’m stuck
Order the main course, four bitches, I ’m serving duck
How da fuck you payin ’ a bitch just to fuck?
If a bitch want money for me, pray for Iuck
OnIy thing I Iove is weed and big cash
If yo ’ ass ain ’t a check, nigga kiss my ass
Leavin ’ freaky bitches in stitches, cuz hoe ’s be envious
Me and TimbaIand stiII friends and wiII continuous
Oh, what a web we weave
When I achieved to fuck the baddest bitch you niggaz them ever seen
PossibIe, if you got game they bIaze a zing
Pockets of rubbers, bitches go rump with just my name
[Repeat 1]
[Repeat 1]
[Timb]
This is how we do it
We make it ride on through
Like Iiquid fIuid
This is how we do
We make it ride on through
Like Iiquid fIuid, what?
Me and my posse
I know you hear you IittIe airpIanes fIyin ’ around
Yeah, have a coupIe peopIe Iookin ’ forward to this
Now we gotta be out
For the ’98
[Repeat 1]