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TIMBALAND & MAGOO
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Clock Strikes
作詞:Melvin Lee Barcliff, Timothy Z Mosley
See, them other crews could not figure me It's the Mag and double ooh, got that fat CD Buck a crystal, hit a nigga with my club Willy Fake MC's getting assed like they eatin' chili
Only way they seem to rap is if they got a Philly Maybe I'm Nicole Brown 'cause you really kill me Got away with hittin' me but you ain't O.J. I'm 'bout to shake up the world like Cassius Clay
When I bumble, watch your back 'cause I sting like bee This ain't the Wild Wild West and you ain't Kool Moe Dee Watch a movie, now, you think that you really Joe Pesci You don't want beef with me, like a diaper I'm messy
I'm that laid back brother they call Timbaland I drive a 850, sometimes a 3-2 Mazda van You can catch me standin' in my B-boy stance Or catch me at home watchin' 'Who's the Man?'
They call robber 'cause I pack much heat Don't call me now, because they dig the way I speak I'm like a genie because I've been trapped in a bottle I've got more stunts, than that nigga Desperado
Come, follow a mad brother where'll there be no sun Tomorrow you be sayin', when can we meet? My office hours are nine to five Ain't that right Maganoo, Maganoo? Right
When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah They'll be dancin', through the night When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah They'll be dancin', through the night 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網
Now gimme that and run with the Party people, are you ready for Tim and Maganoo? As we come, rum and Coke, won't you kick a verse two
Yo I'm 'bout to get it started like I'm Hammer then I farted You retarded if you thinkin' Brandy really broken hearted I departed doin' dirt, lookin' up your girl's skirt Keep it Steve Martin style, bustin' loose like jerk
I get up like town, gimme, don't say no more Got them scars on my face 'cause my health be poor You Milli Vanilli, I'm Kurtis Blow like eighty-fo' No, I don't want your girl, she be suckin' my big toe
You get death like row, I take a beanie then I jet Peace to Tupac 'cause he was dope as it get Twisted but you ain't Keith Sweat and shit got hot Make a block then make a circle then I rock that spot
The rappin' Don, I make a dyke go straight If you think I'm cute then you up too late Make no mistake, I'm a question with no answer Riddle me like the Joker get burnt like JoJo dancer
When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah They'll be dancin', through the night When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah They'll be dancin', through the night
When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah They'll be dancin', through the night When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah They'll be dancin', through the night
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