Timbaland - I Get it on (feat. Bassey) - Текст песни

featuring Bassey 

What's up Jack? 

[Lil' Man] 
This goes out  uh huh 
It goes out  uh huh 
To all the B Biters  huh? What? 
Timbaland got something to say ya'll 
Check him out 
This is the lil' man speaking right now 
Yo  Timbaland  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 million like Aaliyah 
Burn like Gonorrhea, what? 
I beat the beater, snares everywhere 
Cris' like the diamonds in the watch on my wrist 
Audiences growing like a newborn 
You must be on some new and improved 
Lyrically I murder tracks, put two in a crew 
Tell me, who wanna mo' 
Catch me in the studio, what? Doing a do 
Give me 10 minutes, I'll hook you up with joint that's mean 
>From New York, VA to Cali, all points in between 

Timbo I even bowed it down in NO 
And every corner that I flow 
You know I get it on 
Timbo, I even bowed it down in NO 
And every corner that I flow 
I get it on 

[Lil' Man] 
Can you get it on? (Um hmm) 
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm) 
Where all the playa haters at? (Um hmm) 
Now point 'em out (Um hmm) 

Can we get it on? (Um hmm) 
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm) 
Where all the playa 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 light (Whew) 
Hip to the hop when I came in the do' (What?) 
Missy went platinum then I came in some mo' (What?) 
Aaliyah, then Ginuwine, Mag and two O's (Uh huh) 
Outside production on Coko and Total 
Fugitive wanna buy the man for real 
Got warrrents beats and program to kill 
Timbaland nigga, and I'm Ill 
Don't believe me? Take the back of your hand and feel 

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

[Lil' Man] 
Can I get it on? (Um hmm) 
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm) 
Where all the playa 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 all the playa 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, lavish habits love the carats 
Nigga's with mad weaves 
Spendin' money ain't nuthin' 
Nigga's who style frontin' 
And then pretend ya gettin' old 
Nigga, we let you know, diamond district 
Platinum Rolex's with the chips in it 
Money to burn, nigga when will you learn 
It's automatic, now I realize I gotta have 
Lifestyles of the rich, that fly assed bitch 
There's a track to be ripped, I got the hot shit 
Check the whip, I'm banging from my land 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 closed, lips sealed, and prepare for the kiss 

[Timb & Lil' Man] 
And I told ya'll we won't miss, what? 

[Lil Man] 
Did she get it on? (Um hmm) 
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm) 
Where all the playa 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 all the playa 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 all the playa 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 all the playa haters at? (Um hmm) 
Now point 'em out nigga (Um hmm) 
Now point 'em out, what? 

Now let's ride, yeah boo 

Yo, Timbaland 
People don't understand how you do these beats, yo 
Ha, even I don't understand 
You know people always tryin' to bite you 
And made stuff like you 
You da man right now 
I ain't mad at cha 
Play on playa