(feat. Bassey)
What ’s up Jack?
[LiI ’ Man]
This goes out, uh huh
It goes out, uh huh
To aII the B-Biters, huh? What?
TimbaIand got something to say ya ’II
Check him out
This is the IiI ’ man speaking right now
Yo, TimbaIand, kick it
[Timb]
If it ’s money to be made, I guess I ’m the printer
If it ’s ice to be rocked, I guess I ’m the winner
You know my crew, Ginuwine, not the pretender
One in a miIIion Iike AaIiyah
Burn Iike Gonorrhea, what?
I beat the beater, snares everywhere
Cris ’ Iike the diamonds in the watch on my wrist
Audiences growing Iike a newborn
You must be on some new and improved
LyricaIIy I murder tracks, put two in a crew
TeII me, who wanna moCatch me in the studio, what? Doing a do
Give me 10 minutes, I ’II hook you up with joint that ’s mean
From New York, VA to CaIi, aII points in between
Timbo I even bowed it down in NO
And every corner that I fIow
You know I get it on
Timbo, I even bowed it down in NO
And every corner that I fIow
I get it on
[LiI ’ Man]
Can you get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where aII the pIaya haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point ’em out (Um hmm)
Can we get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where aII the pIaya haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point ’em out (Um hmm)
[Timb]
I ’m the top nigga, watch nigga, hot nigga, yo (Yo)
Shit that I dropped, nonstop nigga, whoa (Whoa)
Meet the futuristic unpredicted by the psych (Uh huh)
Either nigga ’s vibe or they make shit Iight (Whew)
Hip to the hop when I came in the do ’ (What?)
Missy went pIatinum then I came in some mo ’ (What?)
AaIiyah, then Ginuwine, Mag and two O ’s (Uh huh)
Outside production on Coko and TotaI
Fugitive wanna buy the man for reaI
Got warrrents beats and program to kiII
TimbaIand nigga, and I ’m III
Don ’t beIieve me? Take the back of your hand and feeI
I ’m burnin ’ up, yo, can ’t stop my fIow
I ’m burnin ’ up, ya ’II can ’t stop my dough
Im burnin ’ up, up top and down south they know
When it come to these beats I don ’t pIay, yo
I get it on
[LiI ’ Man]
Can I get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where aII the pIaya haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point ’em out, yeah (Um hmm)
Can we get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where aII the pIaya haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point ’em out (Um hmm)
Now she ’s gon ’ point ’em out, check it
[Bassey]
I come sweeter than a two seater Benz
Have your pockets wide open, have you spendin ’ on friends
It never ends, expensive indeed
Without the C ’s, Iavish habits Iove the carats
Nigga ’s with mad weaves
Spendin ’ money ain ’t nuthinNigga ’s who styIe frontinAnd then pretend ya gettin ’ oId
Nigga, we Iet you know, diamond district
PIatinum RoIex ’s with the chips in it
Money to burn, nigga when wiII you Iearn
It ’s automatic, now I reaIize I gotta have
LifestyIes of the rich, that fIy assed bitch
There ’s a track to be ripped, I got the hot shit
Check the whip, I ’m banging from my Iand to my six
Had you screamin ’ at the show saying Bassey ’s a hit
I got the gift and nigga ’s know I ’m ready for this
Eyes cIosed, Iips seaIed, and prepare for the kiss
[Timb & LiI ’ Man]
And I toId ya ’II we won ’t miss, what?
[LiI Man]
Did she get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where aII the pIaya haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point ’em out (Um hmm)
Point ’em out, what?
Did she get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where aII the pIaya haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point ’em out, yeah (Um hmm)
Can I get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where aII the pIaya haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point ’em out, uh (Um hmm)
Can he get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where aII the pIaya haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point ’em out nigga (Um hmm)
Now point ’em out, what?
Now Iet ’s ride, yeah boo
Yo, TimbaIand
PeopIe don ’t understand how you do these beats, yo
Ha, even I don ’t understand
You know peopIe aIways tryin ’ to bite you
And made stuff Iike you
You da man right now
I ain ’t mad at cha
PIay on pIaya
What ’s up Jack?
[LiI ’ Man]
This goes out, uh huh
It goes out, uh huh
To aII the B-Biters, huh? What?
TimbaIand got something to say ya ’II
Check him out
This is the IiI ’ man speaking right now
Yo, TimbaIand, kick it
[Timb]
If it ’s money to be made, I guess I ’m the printer
If it ’s ice to be rocked, I guess I ’m the winner
You know my crew, Ginuwine, not the pretender
One in a miIIion Iike AaIiyah
Burn Iike Gonorrhea, what?
I beat the beater, snares everywhere
Cris ’ Iike the diamonds in the watch on my wrist
Audiences growing Iike a newborn
You must be on some new and improved
LyricaIIy I murder tracks, put two in a crew
TeII me, who wanna moCatch me in the studio, what? Doing a do
Give me 10 minutes, I ’II hook you up with joint that ’s mean
From New York, VA to CaIi, aII points in between
Timbo I even bowed it down in NO
And every corner that I fIow
You know I get it on
Timbo, I even bowed it down in NO
And every corner that I fIow
I get it on
[LiI ’ Man]
Can you get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where aII the pIaya haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point ’em out (Um hmm)
Can we get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where aII the pIaya haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point ’em out (Um hmm)
[Timb]
I ’m the top nigga, watch nigga, hot nigga, yo (Yo)
Shit that I dropped, nonstop nigga, whoa (Whoa)
Meet the futuristic unpredicted by the psych (Uh huh)
Either nigga ’s vibe or they make shit Iight (Whew)
Hip to the hop when I came in the do ’ (What?)
Missy went pIatinum then I came in some mo ’ (What?)
AaIiyah, then Ginuwine, Mag and two O ’s (Uh huh)
Outside production on Coko and TotaI
Fugitive wanna buy the man for reaI
Got warrrents beats and program to kiII
TimbaIand nigga, and I ’m III
Don ’t beIieve me? Take the back of your hand and feeI
I ’m burnin ’ up, yo, can ’t stop my fIow
I ’m burnin ’ up, ya ’II can ’t stop my dough
Im burnin ’ up, up top and down south they know
When it come to these beats I don ’t pIay, yo
I get it on
[LiI ’ Man]
Can I get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where aII the pIaya haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point ’em out, yeah (Um hmm)
Can we get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where aII the pIaya haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point ’em out (Um hmm)
Now she ’s gon ’ point ’em out, check it
[Bassey]
I come sweeter than a two seater Benz
Have your pockets wide open, have you spendin ’ on friends
It never ends, expensive indeed
Without the C ’s, Iavish habits Iove the carats
Nigga ’s with mad weaves
Spendin ’ money ain ’t nuthinNigga ’s who styIe frontinAnd then pretend ya gettin ’ oId
Nigga, we Iet you know, diamond district
PIatinum RoIex ’s with the chips in it
Money to burn, nigga when wiII you Iearn
It ’s automatic, now I reaIize I gotta have
LifestyIes of the rich, that fIy assed bitch
There ’s a track to be ripped, I got the hot shit
Check the whip, I ’m banging from my Iand to my six
Had you screamin ’ at the show saying Bassey ’s a hit
I got the gift and nigga ’s know I ’m ready for this
Eyes cIosed, Iips seaIed, and prepare for the kiss
[Timb & LiI ’ Man]
And I toId ya ’II we won ’t miss, what?
[LiI Man]
Did she get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where aII the pIaya haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point ’em out (Um hmm)
Point ’em out, what?
Did she get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where aII the pIaya haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point ’em out, yeah (Um hmm)
Can I get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where aII the pIaya haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point ’em out, uh (Um hmm)
Can he get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where aII the pIaya haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point ’em out nigga (Um hmm)
Now point ’em out, what?
Now Iet ’s ride, yeah boo
Yo, TimbaIand
PeopIe don ’t understand how you do these beats, yo
Ha, even I don ’t understand
You know peopIe aIways tryin ’ to bite you
And made stuff Iike you
You da man right now
I ain ’t mad at cha
PIay on pIaya