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Showing posts with label timbaland. Show all posts
Monday, March 3, 2008
Scream - Timbaland feat. Keri Hilson & Nicole Scherzinger
I got a plan for you and I
Let's journey across the Venetian skies.
Can I have some of your cookies, can I have some of your pie
May I cut the first slice, so won't you
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right
Intoxicated with desire,
And you’re the designated driver, yeah
I’m not afraid, ‘cause I’m a rider, yeah
Ain’t nothing wrong with feeling right, so won’t you
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Scream)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Oh)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (You make me scream)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right
I love it babe, got me here doing things I don't ever do
You hold me down thats why I’m here making sure, things are up for you (get it)
Like a getaway, the lights go off, you turn on
I love your place, cause I can hear the echo when you make me ahh
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (If your feeling good)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Let me know)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Scream)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Show me it feels good)
In the car, at the party
Got his hands, On your body
Don’t fight it, Ooh
If you like it, Ooh
In your room, on the rooftop
Feels good, don’t stop
Don’t fight it, Ooh (Don’t you fight it)
If you like it, Ooh (Why don’t you)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Scream)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Scream)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right ()
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Uh, Sing it)
If you love me girl
Why don’t you
If it feels good why don’t you (sing it)
Uh, if you love me girl, why don’t you just
Cuz when it feels good it (don’t fight it)
If you like it
Yeah,
Don’t fight it, ooh
Yeah,
If you like it, ooh
Don’t you like that
It feels so good,don´t it?
Grab my hand baby
Take a walk on the beach, clear your minds
Hold your string here
Don’t you like that beat
You do?
What else you like?
Hmm
I can accommodate that
Oh you like my swagger?
You like how I changed it up?
I like it too baby
But for now,
Hey the beat is going a little bit too long
Oh you like it this long? Hmm
That means you like to make love long?
Yeah, I feel that
Ooh.
I like how you shaking your hips to it
It’s about to end baby, but don’t you stop
Keep it going
Keep it going
Keep it going
Bring it over here
Sit on my lap
Kiss me
No no no, right here
Yeah
Ohh i like that
Ooh i like that
Ooh
Imma stop bullshitting, haha.
Labels:
keri hilson,
lyrics,
nicole scherzinger,
scream,
timbaland,
video
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Release - Timbaland Feat. Justin Timberlake
[Intro:]
Alright
Hey
Clap
Oh
I need you girl (Hey)
I really need you
I need you girl
(Let me tell you something)
I think am getting in charge (yeah)
So feel the party codes (yeah)
With all my Gs in the back (yeah)
Who needs a bodyguard (yeah)
I think I need to...
[Chorus:]
Release
I am out of control
I'm out of body
Release
I am out of control
Whose here to party
Release
I am out of control
I'm out of body
Release
I am out of control
I'm out of...
(Oh, yeah)
I push the party stars (yeah)
They just can't even see me (yeah)
We flame the party hard (yeah)
I think I need to...
[Chorus:]
Release
I am out of control
I'm out of body
Release
I am out of control
Whose here to party
Release
I am out of control
I'm out of body
Release
I am out of control
Who holds the party strikes
He keeps the party movin'
The club is over packed
Look this can't wait till dawn
(Yeah)
We've got a video (yeah)
I think we are late for our shoot (yeah)
We had our video (yeah)
Hey, these girls ain't cute (yeah)
They want me to do my part (yeah)
But first I gotta...
[Chorus:]
Release
I am out of control
I'm out of body
Release
I am out of control
Whose here to party
Release
I am out of control
I'm out of body
Release
I am out of control
Labels:
justin timberlake,
lyrics,
release,
timbaland,
video
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Saturday, August 11, 2007
Throw It On Me - Timbaland Feat. The Hives
The flyweight champion of the world
Time has come
hey girl
Take it to the back of the club hey woman
don't take it the wrong way
I've been checking that ass
and if you give me the chance
I ain't gon' play
I really wanna getta know ya
that's what I told ya
girl you know I don't play
I wanna put it in ya WOW!
You better do what the song say
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Wiggle that ass before you throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Wiggle that ass before you throw it on me
I got so many broads
like cars
A different two or three in the same day
I wanna park my
walk in the park with a spark
with the same damn thing
So many titties
and they callin' my name all night
God damn baby
Niggas just hate me
cause the girls wanna throw they thing on me
like it's okay!
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Wiggle that ass before you throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Wiggle that ass before you throw it on me
From the look at that ass
you probably a gold digger
but I ain't Kanye
Babygirl you on the right track
but you goin' the wrong way
And when we're through with the party
girl I got a game that we gon' play
And when we break up
tomorrow I'll be on the highway
Hey!
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Wiggle that ass before you throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Wiggle that ass before you throw it on me
Thursday, August 2, 2007
Laff At Em (Give It To Me Remix) - Timbaland feat. Justin timberlake and Jay-Z
[Chorus: Justin Timberlake]
We Runnin The Show All Around The Globe But U Aint Gotta Act Like U Kno
"We Give It To Ya"
It S Jus Takes Every Werd Dat Cums Outta Ya Mouth Like Da Bitch Nigga Did B 4
"We Give It To Ya"
Know I Dont No If U Was Tryna Check But Did U Check Us On Da Top Of The Game?
"We Give It Toya"
Its Us Not You Get Use To Us Boy Cuz It Jus Wont Change
"We Give It To Ya"
[Jay-Z:]
Now Any Body Gota Problem Wit Me Ya'll Could Get Me I Aint Hid'n
Ya'll Aint Rid'n I Aint Gota Problem In The World Nigga
Thorough Nigga Represent The Brough Nigga Bk* All Day
Man Up Grl Nigga I Dont Give A Fuuuuck Buck Buck Die Nigga U Aint Ma Nigga
So Im Dreamin Of Ways Niggas To Die Quicka
Ha Ha Lafin All The Way To The Top 200 Mili N Cash 35 Mili N Stock
I Diddy Bop Like Diddy Back Wen Biggie Cock Eyes Hypnotized
The Masters Behind The Verseace Glasses
Coogi Swaterd Pelle Leather I Been Doin Dis 4 Eva So Wat Evaaa
How Eva Whurr Eva Wen Evaaa Why Evr I Back Down Nevaaa
Actions Speak Louda Then Wordss
U Aint Heard It Frm Me Ima Motha Fucki'n Verb
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z: Eco's] "This Shit Is Funny To Me Timbo!"
Anybody Gota Problem Wit Me Ya'll Cum Get Me I Aint Hid'n Yall Aint Rid'n
I Dont Gota Problem In The World Nigga Thorugh Nigga Reprs.. The Borough Nigga
Bk* All Day Man Up Girl Nigga I Dont Give A Fuuuuck Buck Buck Die Nigga
U Aint Ma Nigga So Im Dreamin Of Ways 2 Help U Niggas Die Quicka
Ha.. Laughin All The Way 2 The Top 200 Mili N Cash 35 Mili N Stock
I Diddy Bop Like Diddy Back Wen Biggie Cock Eyes Hypnotised The Masters
Behind Versace Glasses Coogi Sweater Pelle' Leather
I Been Doin This 4 4 Eva So Wat Evaa How Ever Whurr Eva Wen Evaaaa
Why Eva? I Back Down Nevaaa
Actions Speak Louder Then Words
U Aint Heard It Frm Me Imma Motha Fuck'n Verb
We Runnin The Show All Around The Globe But U Aint Gotta Act Like U Kno
"We Give It To Ya"
It S Jus Takes Every Werd Dat Cums Outta Ya Mouth Like Da Bitch Nigga Did B 4
"We Give It To Ya"
Know I Dont No If U Was Tryna Check But Did U Check Us On Da Top Of The Game?
"We Give It Toya"
Its Us Not You Get Use To Us Boy Cuz It Jus Wont Change
"We Give It To Ya"
[Jay-Z:]
Now Any Body Gota Problem Wit Me Ya'll Could Get Me I Aint Hid'n
Ya'll Aint Rid'n I Aint Gota Problem In The World Nigga
Thorough Nigga Represent The Brough Nigga Bk* All Day
Man Up Grl Nigga I Dont Give A Fuuuuck Buck Buck Die Nigga U Aint Ma Nigga
So Im Dreamin Of Ways Niggas To Die Quicka
Ha Ha Lafin All The Way To The Top 200 Mili N Cash 35 Mili N Stock
I Diddy Bop Like Diddy Back Wen Biggie Cock Eyes Hypnotized
The Masters Behind The Verseace Glasses
Coogi Swaterd Pelle Leather I Been Doin Dis 4 Eva So Wat Evaaa
How Eva Whurr Eva Wen Evaaa Why Evr I Back Down Nevaaa
Actions Speak Louda Then Wordss
U Aint Heard It Frm Me Ima Motha Fucki'n Verb
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z: Eco's] "This Shit Is Funny To Me Timbo!"
Anybody Gota Problem Wit Me Ya'll Cum Get Me I Aint Hid'n Yall Aint Rid'n
I Dont Gota Problem In The World Nigga Thorugh Nigga Reprs.. The Borough Nigga
Bk* All Day Man Up Girl Nigga I Dont Give A Fuuuuck Buck Buck Die Nigga
U Aint Ma Nigga So Im Dreamin Of Ways 2 Help U Niggas Die Quicka
Ha.. Laughin All The Way 2 The Top 200 Mili N Cash 35 Mili N Stock
I Diddy Bop Like Diddy Back Wen Biggie Cock Eyes Hypnotised The Masters
Behind Versace Glasses Coogi Sweater Pelle' Leather
I Been Doin This 4 4 Eva So Wat Evaa How Ever Whurr Eva Wen Evaaaa
Why Eva? I Back Down Nevaaa
Actions Speak Louder Then Words
U Aint Heard It Frm Me Imma Motha Fuck'n Verb
Labels:
give it to me remix,
jay-z,
justin timberlake,
laff at em,
timbaland
Bounce - Timbaland feat. Justin Timberlake, Dr. Dre and Missy Elliott
(Tempo has reached critical level)
(Tempo has reached critical level)
Huh... bounce... ooh I like you... bounce...
C'mere girl, c'mere girl, c'mere girl, bounce
C'mere girl, c'mere girl, c'mere girl, bounce
C'mere girl, c'mere girl, c'mere girl, bounce
C'mere girl, c'mere girl, let me talk to you
[Verse 1: Timbaland]
Let me see them big titties, don't act saddity you ain't pretty
Break bread if you wanna get wit' me, all I wanna do is dig off in them kidneys
Tell ya boyfriend he better mind his business, 'fore he end up in the trunk of my Bentley
I am still a boss, he can't hit me, he ain't got enough paper to deal wit' me
Baby girl wanna two step wit' me, turn around rub ya a** up against me
Whoa, lil' mama done got tipsy, and then tonight, tomorrow you're history
All you haters wit' that hoe sh*t miss me, I stay strapped security don't frisk me
Set it off 'til this muthafu*ka empty, I turn around do the same sh*t next week
Come on
[Chorus: Timbaland & Justin Timberlake]
Bounce (like yo' a** had the hiccups)
Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up)
Bounce (why you lookin' so sad? baby girl you need to cheer up)
Bounce (I got the remedy, it's you on me and me on you
And you on me and me on you and you on her
Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me
Then me on y'all and y'all on me
menagé toi, menagé a tr-uh-uh)
[Verse 2: Dr. Dre]
OOH! There she go, just what the Doc's been lookin' fo'
She just what I need, black and Chinese like Sum Yung Ho
I got a bungalow, we can diappear for a week or so (yeah)
I got a steady young flow, super bowl wit' it like I'm Dungy yo (oh)
Yes, congratulations, you won a millionaire invitation
Sorry I'm so demandin', but save the dancin', for back at the mansion and
Ain't, this money handsome? Ain't, that a panty anthem?
I kill me, just like you, from the back you'll see
[Chorus: Timbaland & Justin Timberlake]
Bounce (like yo' a** had the hiccups)
Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up)
Bounce (why you lookin' so sad? baby girl you need to cheer up)
Bounce (I got the remedy, it's you on me and me on you
And you on me and me on you and you on her
Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me
Then me on y'all and y'all on me
menagé toi, menagé a tr-uh-uh)
[Verse 3: Missy Elliott]
Hold up! Hell naw! Like Britney Spears I wear no draws
In the club I drink it up, gulp gulp drink it up
Got Patron sippin' in my cup, that's ya man I bet I can make him look
When he see the jugs he wanna rush and get a quick touch of the big ol' butt
Mmhmm big ol' butt, thick legs, big ol' jugs, legs stick like rims on the truck
Take him to the crib, yep, we gon' fu*k, you can call me a freak I like to get buck
I don't have to do much to make you get it up
Some young hoe she worth two dollars, I'm worth more dollars that make a beauty parlors
I pop collars, c-c-c-collars, I don't buy shots I only buy the bottles
Only rich girls, we only buy the bottles
And like a porn star I'm best when I swallow
[Chorus: Timbaland & Justin Timberlake]
Bounce (like yo' a** had the hiccups)
Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up)
Bounce (why you lookin' so sad? baby girl you need to cheer up)
Bounce (I got the remedy, it's you on me and me on you
And you on me and me on you and you on her
Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me
Then me on y'all and y'all on me
menagé toi, menagé a tr-uh-uh)
(Tempo has reached critical level)
Huh... bounce... ooh I like you... bounce...
C'mere girl, c'mere girl, c'mere girl, bounce
C'mere girl, c'mere girl, c'mere girl, bounce
C'mere girl, c'mere girl, c'mere girl, bounce
C'mere girl, c'mere girl, let me talk to you
[Verse 1: Timbaland]
Let me see them big titties, don't act saddity you ain't pretty
Break bread if you wanna get wit' me, all I wanna do is dig off in them kidneys
Tell ya boyfriend he better mind his business, 'fore he end up in the trunk of my Bentley
I am still a boss, he can't hit me, he ain't got enough paper to deal wit' me
Baby girl wanna two step wit' me, turn around rub ya a** up against me
Whoa, lil' mama done got tipsy, and then tonight, tomorrow you're history
All you haters wit' that hoe sh*t miss me, I stay strapped security don't frisk me
Set it off 'til this muthafu*ka empty, I turn around do the same sh*t next week
Come on
[Chorus: Timbaland & Justin Timberlake]
Bounce (like yo' a** had the hiccups)
Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up)
Bounce (why you lookin' so sad? baby girl you need to cheer up)
Bounce (I got the remedy, it's you on me and me on you
And you on me and me on you and you on her
Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me
Then me on y'all and y'all on me
menagé toi, menagé a tr-uh-uh)
[Verse 2: Dr. Dre]
OOH! There she go, just what the Doc's been lookin' fo'
She just what I need, black and Chinese like Sum Yung Ho
I got a bungalow, we can diappear for a week or so (yeah)
I got a steady young flow, super bowl wit' it like I'm Dungy yo (oh)
Yes, congratulations, you won a millionaire invitation
Sorry I'm so demandin', but save the dancin', for back at the mansion and
Ain't, this money handsome? Ain't, that a panty anthem?
I kill me, just like you, from the back you'll see
[Chorus: Timbaland & Justin Timberlake]
Bounce (like yo' a** had the hiccups)
Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up)
Bounce (why you lookin' so sad? baby girl you need to cheer up)
Bounce (I got the remedy, it's you on me and me on you
And you on me and me on you and you on her
Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me
Then me on y'all and y'all on me
menagé toi, menagé a tr-uh-uh)
[Verse 3: Missy Elliott]
Hold up! Hell naw! Like Britney Spears I wear no draws
In the club I drink it up, gulp gulp drink it up
Got Patron sippin' in my cup, that's ya man I bet I can make him look
When he see the jugs he wanna rush and get a quick touch of the big ol' butt
Mmhmm big ol' butt, thick legs, big ol' jugs, legs stick like rims on the truck
Take him to the crib, yep, we gon' fu*k, you can call me a freak I like to get buck
I don't have to do much to make you get it up
Some young hoe she worth two dollars, I'm worth more dollars that make a beauty parlors
I pop collars, c-c-c-collars, I don't buy shots I only buy the bottles
Only rich girls, we only buy the bottles
And like a porn star I'm best when I swallow
[Chorus: Timbaland & Justin Timberlake]
Bounce (like yo' a** had the hiccups)
Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up)
Bounce (why you lookin' so sad? baby girl you need to cheer up)
Bounce (I got the remedy, it's you on me and me on you
And you on me and me on you and you on her
Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me
Then me on y'all and y'all on me
menagé toi, menagé a tr-uh-uh)
Labels:
bounce,
dr. dre,
justin timberlake,
lyrics,
missy elliott,
timbaland,
video
One And Only - Timbaland feat. Fall Out Boy
(Timbaland)
I'm head over heels for someone I
that I really cant' deal with
I wanna block her out my mind
but I really can't do it
I tell myself this the last time
Ima let her do this to me
Whenever we do spend time I realize
that I can't get enough of you.
(Bridge)
Wipe that smile off your fucking face,
[then i say to u]
Wipe that smile off your face.
[then i say to u]
Wipe that smile off your fucking face,
[then i say to u]
Wipe that smile off your face.
(Chorus)
To be despised, to be loved.
To be dreamt of, to be sought.
On the inside I don't care
Right in the middle,
I'm right in the middle
To be despised, to be loved.
To be dreamt of, to be sought.
On the inside I don't care
Be my unholy, my one and my lonely.
(Verse 2)
I wear scarves and hoods cause it's the only poker face that I've got left
And everything I love about you is a mess
Smash the mirror and break the palm reader's hands
I want to be better than I am.
(Bridge)
Wipe that smile off your fucking face,
[then i say to u]
Wipe that smile off your face.
[then i say to u]
Wipe that smile off your fucking face,
[then i say to u]
Wipe that smile off your face.
(Chorus)
To be despised, to be loved.
To be dreamt of, to be sought.
On the inside of I don't care
Right in the middle,
I'm right in the middle
To be despised, to be loved.
To be dreamt of, to be sought.
On the inside of I don't care
Be my unholy, my one and my lonely.
(Verse 3)
Just look what you done,
How could you do this to me?
I gotta put my foot down,
I can't let you do this to me.
I can't forget those good old times,
and all those things you were doing to me.
I wanna hit that one more time,
I'm in love with what you're doin to me.
Ima say it loud
right, right, left, up in this crowd
Why we arguin'?
I thought me and you were suposta be friends.
Let's chill for a minute,
Better yet, we needta heal for a minute.
Baby, put down the knife,
sometime I wanna save your life...[but I'm coool]
(Chorus)
To be despised, to be loved.
To be dreamt of, to be sought.
On the inside I don't care
Right in the middle,
I'm right in the middle
To be despised, to be loved.
To be dreamt of, to be sought.
On the inside I don't care
Be my unholy, my one and my lonely.
I'm head over heels for someone I
that I really cant' deal with
I wanna block her out my mind
but I really can't do it
I tell myself this the last time
Ima let her do this to me
Whenever we do spend time I realize
that I can't get enough of you.
(Bridge)
Wipe that smile off your fucking face,
[then i say to u]
Wipe that smile off your face.
[then i say to u]
Wipe that smile off your fucking face,
[then i say to u]
Wipe that smile off your face.
(Chorus)
To be despised, to be loved.
To be dreamt of, to be sought.
On the inside I don't care
Right in the middle,
I'm right in the middle
To be despised, to be loved.
To be dreamt of, to be sought.
On the inside I don't care
Be my unholy, my one and my lonely.
(Verse 2)
I wear scarves and hoods cause it's the only poker face that I've got left
And everything I love about you is a mess
Smash the mirror and break the palm reader's hands
I want to be better than I am.
(Bridge)
Wipe that smile off your fucking face,
[then i say to u]
Wipe that smile off your face.
[then i say to u]
Wipe that smile off your fucking face,
[then i say to u]
Wipe that smile off your face.
(Chorus)
To be despised, to be loved.
To be dreamt of, to be sought.
On the inside of I don't care
Right in the middle,
I'm right in the middle
To be despised, to be loved.
To be dreamt of, to be sought.
On the inside of I don't care
Be my unholy, my one and my lonely.
(Verse 3)
Just look what you done,
How could you do this to me?
I gotta put my foot down,
I can't let you do this to me.
I can't forget those good old times,
and all those things you were doing to me.
I wanna hit that one more time,
I'm in love with what you're doin to me.
Ima say it loud
right, right, left, up in this crowd
Why we arguin'?
I thought me and you were suposta be friends.
Let's chill for a minute,
Better yet, we needta heal for a minute.
Baby, put down the knife,
sometime I wanna save your life...[but I'm coool]
(Chorus)
To be despised, to be loved.
To be dreamt of, to be sought.
On the inside I don't care
Right in the middle,
I'm right in the middle
To be despised, to be loved.
To be dreamt of, to be sought.
On the inside I don't care
Be my unholy, my one and my lonely.
Labels:
fall out boy,
lyrics,
one and only,
timbaland,
video
Scream - Timbaland feat. Keri Hilson and Nicole Scherzinger
I got a plan for you and I
Let’s journey across the Venetian skies.
Can i have some of your cookies, can I have some of your pie
May I cut the first slice, so won't you
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right
Intoxicated with desire,
And you're the designated driver, yeah
I’m not afraid, ‘cause I’m a rider, yeah
Ain’t nothing wrong, feeling right, so won’t you
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Scream)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Oh)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (You make me scream)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right
I love it babe, got me here doing things I don't ever do
You hold me down thats why I’m here making sure, things are up for you (get it)
Like again and roll, for the light go off, you turn on
I love your place cause I can hear the echo when you make me ahh
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (If your feeling good)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Let me know)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Scream)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Show me it feels good)
In the car, at the party
Got his hands, on your body
Don’t fight it, Ooh
If you like it, Ooh
In your room, on the rooftop
Feels good, don’t stop
Don’t fight it, Ooh (Don’t you fight it)
If you like it, Ooh (Why don’t you)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Scream)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Scream)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right ()
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Uh, Sing it)
If you love me girl
Why don’t you
If it feels good why don’t you (sing it)
Uh, if you love me girl, why don’t you just
Cuz when it feels good it (don’t fight it)
If you like it
Yeah,
Don’t fight it, ooh
Yeah,
If you like it, ooh
Don’t you like that
Cause it’s so good, uh
Grab my hand baby
Take a walk on the beach
Hold your string here
Don’t you like that beat
You do?
What else you like?
Hmm
I can accomodate that
Oh you like my scribe?
You like how I changed that?
I like it too baby
But for now,
Hey the beat is going a little bit too long
Oh you like it this long? Hmm
What made you like it?
Make love at home
You know that
Ooh.
I like how you shaking your hips to it
It’s about your hand baby, don’t you stop
Keep it cool
Keep it clean
Keep it going
Bring it over here
Sit on my lap
Kiss me
No no no, right here
Yeah
Ohh i like that
Ooh i like that
Ooh
Imma stop bullshitting, haha.
Let’s journey across the Venetian skies.
Can i have some of your cookies, can I have some of your pie
May I cut the first slice, so won't you
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right
Intoxicated with desire,
And you're the designated driver, yeah
I’m not afraid, ‘cause I’m a rider, yeah
Ain’t nothing wrong, feeling right, so won’t you
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Scream)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Oh)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (You make me scream)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right
I love it babe, got me here doing things I don't ever do
You hold me down thats why I’m here making sure, things are up for you (get it)
Like again and roll, for the light go off, you turn on
I love your place cause I can hear the echo when you make me ahh
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (If your feeling good)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Let me know)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Scream)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Show me it feels good)
In the car, at the party
Got his hands, on your body
Don’t fight it, Ooh
If you like it, Ooh
In your room, on the rooftop
Feels good, don’t stop
Don’t fight it, Ooh (Don’t you fight it)
If you like it, Ooh (Why don’t you)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Scream)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Scream)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right ()
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Uh, Sing it)
If you love me girl
Why don’t you
If it feels good why don’t you (sing it)
Uh, if you love me girl, why don’t you just
Cuz when it feels good it (don’t fight it)
If you like it
Yeah,
Don’t fight it, ooh
Yeah,
If you like it, ooh
Don’t you like that
Cause it’s so good, uh
Grab my hand baby
Take a walk on the beach
Hold your string here
Don’t you like that beat
You do?
What else you like?
Hmm
I can accomodate that
Oh you like my scribe?
You like how I changed that?
I like it too baby
But for now,
Hey the beat is going a little bit too long
Oh you like it this long? Hmm
What made you like it?
Make love at home
You know that
Ooh.
I like how you shaking your hips to it
It’s about your hand baby, don’t you stop
Keep it cool
Keep it clean
Keep it going
Bring it over here
Sit on my lap
Kiss me
No no no, right here
Yeah
Ohh i like that
Ooh i like that
Ooh
Imma stop bullshitting, haha.
Labels:
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nicole scherzinger,
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timbaland,
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Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Apologize - Timbaland feat. One Republic
I’m holding on your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground
And I’m hearing what you say
But I just can’t make a sound
You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me down
But wait...
You tell me that you’re sorry
Didn’t think I’d turn around and say..
That it’s too late to apologize, it’s too late
I said it’s too late to apologize, it’s too late
I’d take another chance, take a fall, take a shot for you
And I need you like a heart needs a beat
(But that's nothing new)
Yeah yeah
I loved you with a fire red, now it’s turning blue
And you say
Sorry like the angel heaven let me think was you
But I’m afraid
It’s too late to apologize, it’s too late
I said it’s too late to apologizes, it’s too late
Woahooo woah
It’s too late to apologize, it’s too late
I said it’s too late to apologize, it’s too late
I said it’s too late to apologize, yeah yeah
I said it’s too late to apologize, a yeah
I’m holding on your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground...
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
The Way I Are - Timbaland feat. D.O.E. & Keri Hilson
[Intro - Timbaland]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Remember the time baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
I ain't got no money
I ain't got no car to take you on a date
I can't even buy you flowers
But together we can be the perfect soulmates
Talk to me girl
[Bridge - Keri Hilson]
Oh, baby it's alright now you ain't gotta flaunt for me
If we gon touch you can still touch my love it's free
We can work without the perks just you and me
Now get out 'til we get it right
[Chorus] - Keri Hilson & (Timbaland)
Baby if you strip, you can get a tip
'Cause I like you just the way you are
(I'm about to strip and I want it quick
Can you handle me the way you are?)
I don't need the G's or the car keys
Boy I like you just the way you are
Let me see ya strip, you can get a tip
'Cause I like that like that
[Verse 2 - Timbaland]
I ain't got no Visa
I ain't got no Red American Express
We can't go nowhere exotic
It don't matter 'cause I'm the one that love you best
Talk to me girl
[Bridge 2 - Keri Hilson]
Oh, baby it's alright now you ain't gotta flaunt for me
If we gon touch you can still touch my love it's free
We can work without the perks just you and me
Now get out 'til we get it right
[Chorus] - Keri Hilson & (Timbaland)
Baby if you strip, you can get a tip
'Cause I like you just the way you are
(I'm about to strip and I want it quick
Can you handle me the way I'm are?)
I don't need the G's or the car keys
Boy I like you just the way you are
Let me see ya strip, you can get a tip
'Cause I like you just the way you are
[Verse 3 - D.O.E.]
Baby girl, I don't got a huge ol' house I rent a room in a house
Listen baby girl, I ain't got a motorboat but I can float ya boat
So listen baby girl, once you get a dose of D.O.E. you gon' want some mo'
So listen baby girl, when I make it I want you there, want you there, yeah
Labels:
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Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Timbaland - Throw It On Me
The flyweight champion of the world
Time has come
hey girl
Take it to the back of the club hey woman
don't take it the wrong way
I've been checking that ass
and if you give me the chance
I ain't gon' play
I really wanna getta know ya
that's what I told ya
girl you know I don't play
I wanna put it in ya WOW!
You better do what the song say
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Wiggle that ass before you throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Wiggle that ass before you throw it on me
I got so many broads
like cars
A different two or three in the same day
I wanna park my
walk in the park with a spark
with the same damn thing
So many titties
and they callin' my name all night
God damn baby
Niggas just hate me
cause the girls wanna throw they thing on me
like it's okay!
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Wiggle that ass before you throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Wiggle that ass before you throw it on me
From the look at that ass
you probably a gold digger
but I ain't Kanye
Babygirl you on the right track
but you goin' the wrong way
And when we're through with the party
girl I got a game that we gon' play
And when we break up
tomorrow I'll be on the highway
Hey!
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Wiggle that ass before you throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Wiggle that ass before you throw it on me
Monday, May 21, 2007
Bombay - Timbaland feat. Shakira
Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum
Ooowwwhooaa (guys)
Ahhhhhhhhhh (carries on through) [Punjabi Chick]
Yeah [Timbaland]
Mere Zindagi Tere Ho gayhe (My life has become your property)
Mere Gaan (My life or My Love)
Mere Gaan
Come on [Timbaland]
Ooooooooooo (carries on through)
Ye Diwanagi
Huh? [Timbaland]
Na roke kubi (May this infactuation never end)
Mere Gaan
Mere Gaan
Yeah [Timbaland]
Mere Zindagi Tere Ho gayhe (My life has become your property)
Bring it Back [Timbaland]
Ye Diwandigi na roke kubi (May this love never end)
Bring it Back [Timbaland]
Mere Zindagi Tere Ho gayhe (My life has become your property)
Bring it Back [Timbaland]
Ye Diwandigi na roke kubi (May this love never end)
Break it down [Timbaland]
Mudhoss hayra dil mai bat kiya? (My intoxicated Heart is surprised)
Say What? [Timbaland]
Ah ha ha ha
Pucho Na (Don't ask me why)
Ah ha ha ha
Pucho Na (Don't ask me Why)
Haah! [Timbaland]
Mudhoss hayra dil mai bat kiya? (My intoxicated Heart is surprised)
Ah ha ha ha
Pucho Na (Don't ask me why)
Ah ha ha ha
Fricky fricky dumm [DJ scratch noise...Timbaland]
Ahja tu ahja mere saminay tu ahja jaanu (Come on baby come to me or come in front of me)
Haah! [Timbaland]
Kitna tashowu gay, kitna bolowo gay muchay tum (how much will you tease me, how much will you call me)
Haah! [Timbaland]
Ahja tu ahja mere saminay tu ahja jaanu (Come on baby come to me or come in front of me)
O! [Timbaland]
Kitna tashowu gay, kitna bolowo gay muchay tum (how much will you tease me, how much will you call me)
Fricky fricky ahh [DJ scratch beatbox again...Timbaland]
Owwwwwwhooooooooooooo [Punjabi Chick]
There aint no way in the world im gonna leave you baby [Timbaland]
Owwwwwwhooooooooooooo [Punjabi Chick]
Your my teasure and i got the key to ya baby [Timbaland]
Owwwwwwhooooooooooooo [Punjabi Chick]
Let's ride on my Titanic baby (...if u know what i mean) [Timbaland]
Owwwwwwhooooooooooooo [Punjabi Chick]
Being in love goes down as one of the greatest [Timbaland]
Owwwwwwhooooooooooooo [Punjabi Chick]
Theres no me without you (you) [Timbaland]
Owwwwwwhooooooooooooo [Punjabi Chick]
Baby girl you make my dream come true [Timbaland]
Sing it to me
Tu hay tu hay, Hum yaha hay (you are you are, we are here)
Aahoo chulay, ish jahan say (come on let go from this place)
Aahoo millay, zazah millay (come on lets meet, lets meet ecstasy)
Ubb hum bahoto, ek ho jahay (now let us both, become one)
Hey hey hey hey [repeats+carries on through]
Pa pum pum pa pa ra [repeats+carries on through]
Put it up yo
Give it to me hey!
Put it up yo
Give it to me come on
Put it up yo
Give it to me hey!
Put it up yo
Give it to me hey!
Put it up yo
Give it to me hey!
Put it up yo
Break it down now
Ah ah ah ah [repeats+carries on through]
Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa
I like that uh
Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa
I like that uh
Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa
I like that uh
Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa
I like that uh
Ahhwooahhhaaa [repeats+carries on through]
Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa
I like that uh
Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa
Fricky fricky break owwh [DJ scratch beat boxing]
Pum pum pum pum pa rum [repeats+carries on through]
Digga doh, doh doh digga doh [Punjabi Chick]
Doh [Timbaland]
Digga doh digga doh digga doh [Punjabi Chick]
Doh [Timbaland]
Digga doh, doh doh digga doh [Punjabi Chick]
Doh [Timbaland]
Digga doh digga doh digga doh [Punjabi Chick]
Haah! [Timbaland]
Digga doh, doh doh digga doh [Punjabi Chick]
Digga doh digga doh digga doh [Punjabi Chick]
Beebay [Timbaland]
Digga doh, doh doh digga doh [Punjabi Chick]
Digga doh digga doh digga doh [Punjabi Chick]
Beebay [Timbaland]
Rooooaaaaaah [Timbaland]
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Promiscuous - Nelly Furtado feat. Timbaland
[N:] Am I throwin you off?
Nope
[N:] Didn't think so
How you doin' young lady
That feelin' that you givin' really drives me crazy
You don't haveta play about the joke
I was at a loss of words first time that we spoke
Looking for a girl that'll treat you right
You lookin' for her in the day time with the light
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night
[N:] You expect me to just let you hit it
But will you still respect me if you get it
All I can do is try, gimme one chance
What's the problem I don't see no ring on your hand
I be the first to admit it, I'm curious about you, you seem so innocent
[N:] You wanna get in my world, get lost in it
Boy I'm tired of running, lets walk for a minute
[Chorus]
Promiscuous girl
Wherever you are
I'm all alone
And it's you that I want
[N:] Promiscuous boy
You already know
That I'm all yours
What you waiting for?
Promiscuous girl
You're teasing me
You know what I want
And I got what you need
[N:] Promiscuous boy
Let's get to the point
Cause we're on a roll
Are you ready?
[Verse]
[N:] Roses are red
Some diamonds are blue
Chivalry is dead
But you're still kinda cute
Hey! I can't keep my mind off you
Where you at, do you mind if I come through
[N:] I'm out of this world come with me to my planet
Get you on my level do you think that you can handle it?
They call me Thomas
last name Crown
Recognize game
I'm a lay mine's down
[N:] I'm a big girl I can handle myself
But if I get lonely I'ma need your help
Pay attention to me I don't talk for my health
I want you on my team
[N:] So does everybody else.
Baby we can keep it on the low
Let your guard down ain't nobody gotta know
If you with it girl I know a place we can go
[N:] What kind of girl do you take me for?
[Chorus]
Don't be mad, don't get mean
[N:] Don't get mad, don't be mean
Hey! Don't be mad, don't get mean
[N:] Don't get mad, don't be mean
Wait! I don't mean no harm
I can see you with my t-shirt on
I can see you with nothing on
feeling on me before you bring that on
Bring that on
[N:] You know what I mean
Girl, I'm a freak you shouldn't say those things
I'm only trying to get inside your brain
To see if you can work me the way you say
It's okay, it's alright
I got something that you gon' like
Hey is that the truth or are you talking trash
Is your game M.V.P. like Steve Nash
[Chorus]
Promiscuous Girl
Wherever you are
I'm all alone
And its you that I want
[N:] Promiscuous Boy
I'm calling your name
But you're driving me crazy
The way you're making me wait
Promiscuous Girl
You're teasing me
You know what I want
And I got what you need
[N:] Promiscuous Boy
We're one in the same
So we don't gotta play games no more
Labels:
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promiscuous,
timbaland,
video
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Give it to me - Nelly Furtado feat. Timbaland & Justin Timberlake
Is it going is it going is it going is it going?
I don't know what you're looking for
[nelly]
I'm the type of girl that'll look you dead in the eye (eye)
I'm real as they come if you don't know why im fly-y-y-y-y
Seen ya try to switch it up but girl you ain't got to
I'm the wonderwoman let me go get my ropes
I'm a supermodel and mummy, si mummy
Amnesty international got bankrupt (im on top, on lock)
You love my ass and my abs and the video called promiscuous
My style is miticulous-s-s-s-s
[chorus]
If you see us in the club we'll be acting real nice
If you see us on the floor you'll be watchin all night
We ain't here to hurt nobody
So give it to me give it to me give it to me
Wanna see you work your body
So give it to me give it to me give it to me
[timbaland]
When timbo is in the party everbody put up their hands
I get a half a mill for my beats you get a couple grand-d-d-d-d
Never gonna see the day that i ain't got the upper hand
I'm respected from californ.i.a. way down to japan
I'm a real producer and you just the piano man
Your song gonna top the charts, i heard em, i'm not a fan-n-n-n-n
(like said before...you know what they say here)....
Talkin greasy im the one that gave them they chance
Somebody need to tell em they can't do it like i can
[chorus]
If you see us in the club we'll be acting real nice
If you see us on the floor you'll be watchin all night
We ain't here to hurt nobody
So give it to me give it to me give it to me
Wanna see you work your body
So give it to me give it to me give it to me
[jt]
Could you speak up and stop the mumbling
I don't think you're getting clear.
Sitting on the top it's hard to hear you from way up here.
I saw you tryin to act cute on tv just let me clear the air.
We missed you on the charts last week
Damn that's right, you wasn't there.
If sexy never left, then why's everybody on my shi it it?
Don't hate on me just because you didn't come up with it.
So if you see us in the club go on and walk the other way
Cuz our run will never be over; not at least until we say
[chorus]
If you see us in the club we'll be acting real nice
If you see us on the floor you'll be watchin all night
We ain't here to hurt nobody
So give it to me give it to me give it to me
Wanna see you work your body
So give it to me give it to me give it to me
[chorus]
If you see us in the club we'll be acting real nice
If you see us on the floor you'll be watchin all night
We ain't here to hurt nobody
So give it to me give it to me give it to me
Wanna see you work your body
So give it to me give it to me give it to me
[chorus]
If you see us in the club we'll be acting real nice
If you see us on the floor you'll be watchin all night
We ain't here to hurt nobody
So give it to me give it to me give it to me
Wanna see you work your body
So give it to me give it to me give it to me
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