Timbaland & Magoo lyrics
Timbaland & Magoo lyrics
"People Like Myself lyrics"
Evelyn lyrics
I wouldn't be surprised if she stole the devil's job With her pretty face and her pretty name Because the worst he could do Would always be number two To her ability to cause me pain What on earth was I thinking Is what I think when I look back And it's been a while So I can manage a smile But I can't seem to change the fact That I don't want to
(feat. Static (Playa))I wouldn't be surprised if she stole the devil's job With her pretty face and her pretty name Because the worst he could do Would always be number two To her ability to cause me pain What on earth was I thinking Is what I think when I look back And it's been a while So I can manage a smile But I can't seem to change the fact That I don't want to
[Chorus: Timbaland]
People like myself, only hang with self cause that's the way to go
I can't go outside without findin some new kinfolks
People on my left, people on my right, all in my earhole
Make be like whoa and find me somewhere else to go
[repeat Chorus]
[Magoo]
It's Mag from your TV screen, buzzin off the Jim Beam
But the Mag y'all think y'all know ain't what I seem
I'm a low-down freak from Seapeak(?)
See them high school mates, I see 'em and don't speak
All y'all wanna talk like we used to hang
Cause I'm doin my thang, now you wanna bask in my fame
That's why I stay out the club, be in the crib
Smokin a dub, countin my ca
Know Your Role lyrics
[The Rock] Do you smell what The Rock is cooking? [Method Man] I smell it [The Rock] Do you smell what The Rock is cooking? [Method Man] I smell it Come on, come on [The Rock] Do you smell what The Rock is cooking? [Method Man] Yo, finally The Rock has come
sh, over the phone[The Rock] Do you smell what The Rock is cooking? [Method Man] I smell it [The Rock] Do you smell what The Rock is cooking? [Method Man] I smell it Come on, come on [The Rock] Do you smell what The Rock is cooking? [Method Man] Yo, finally The Rock has come
And I'm sellin cell phones, all with chips
My nine to bloods, my glock to crips, who want war?
You and your boys can bring the noise
But I'ma bring hand grenades, now you're laid!
Pull out my dick, piss on your bitch-ass
Sit on your face, now you gotta kiss ass
Who fiend for fame life belong to your fans
and haters and thugs that wanna end your lifespan
[Chorus]
[Timbaland]
Uhh, uhh, uhh - since I got bigger (bigger)
I'm over here and y'all recite Tim's my nigga (nigga)
Like I just figure (figure)
And my tracks didn't help niggaz
So for rememdy I pound niggaz
Like I keep 'em in DJ's for that new Jigga
Like them forty-two Girbauds
I pock
Regina lyrics
Well, Regina's the girl, and the student, the actress. She was fallin' in love with a man on TV. She needed a break from the day in the life. She was high on speed; she got high on speed She lays on the bed with the phone on in her ear. And her soft-sell records gonna play all day. She's the girl, she's the student, the actress. She's the one, s
t every demo, like Timbaland - he's that next niggaWell, Regina's the girl, and the student, the actress. She was fallin' in love with a man on TV. She needed a break from the day in the life. She was high on speed; she got high on speed She lays on the bed with the phone on in her ear. And her soft-sell records gonna play all day. She's the girl, she's the student, the actress. She's the one, s
Confirmed by people that she can blow
Convinced Booker T she's the next to go
Now I'm checkin every joint and every unit I sold
Once I'm deep in the dough, I'm deep with a crew
In the 80's y'all screamed like the movie is through
Y'all screamin this is "Nutty Professor: Part II"
To "Eyes Wide Shut" to whoever I choose
I can appreciate a Kidman to a, Tom Cruise
To a, fast food, I'm strictly drive-through
The money I gave dudes I basically raised fools
[Chorus]
[Magoo]
Even the phone spit it, God know what I'm thinkin
I'm drinkin and smokin and stressin, go to church for confession
Down on my knees, beggin to God, sho
Weaving Fear lyrics
To still cling to the shadows of doubt, to hinder growth into the soul of finding yourselfI hear your painThe fears of my life stand before me...Do I end it now for God my children, just close my eyesTo feel the distance getting further, but there is light on the horizonJust don't look downAnd the cold will rise up and try to break the
me the pathTo still cling to the shadows of doubt, to hinder growth into the soul of finding yourselfI hear your painThe fears of my life stand before me...Do I end it now for God my children, just close my eyesTo feel the distance getting further, but there is light on the horizonJust don't look downAnd the cold will rise up and try to break the
My label is jerkin me workin me so the devil can lurk in me
Sick of niggaz bitchin, wishin I'd fail
Tell 'em Mag be the rap effin Kenan and Kel
I'm spittin the version of verses curses over the churches
Rappin mo' iller than thriller Manila and give you salmonella
[Timbaland]
Stop, the press!
Bitch, you can't afford that dress, you can't afford that hairdo
I don't want your sex, here take your fast food
"Tim you're dead wrong, Tim you're dead rude!"
Hey girl, I don't even know you
"Timbaland we're your first cousin Marion Sue"
My momma never ever mentioned you
My momma also told me to watch them savage boos, what?
[Chorus: sung by Static - repeat 2X]