Lyrics Don't Make Me Take It There - Timbaland & Magoo feat. Frank Lee White
(Feat.
Frank
Lee
White)
[Timbaland]
Yau
[echo
2x
Yau]
They
still
won't
give
me
my
props
Now
I'm
pissed
off
Y'all
will
see
the
other
side
of
me
Come
on
Like
this
I'm
thinking
'bout
what
the
music
game
might
be
If
a
nigga
didn't
make
his
entry
Niggaz
would
be
making
them
same
ol'
beats
Waiting
on
my
arrivlary
Y'all
niggaz
gonna
learn
to
appreciate
me
Instead
of
always
comparin'
me
If
I
hear
one
more
remark
about
me
I
guess
I
gotta
ride
on
my
enemies
Oho
oho
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oho
Oho
oho
oho
oho
- Don't
make
me
take
it
there
Oho
oho
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oho
Oho
oho
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oho
- Don't
make
me
take
it
there
Oho
oho
oho
oho
Oho
oho
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- Don't
make
me
take
it
there
Oho
oho
oho
oho
- What
I
will
nigga
What
the
fuck
would
the
music
be,
if
it
wasn't
for
Timothy
When
the
game
is
feverish,
then
I
create
the
remedies
And
crumble
leads
until
I'm
buzz
and
I'm
laxed
And
them
hoes
show
me
love
in
every
club
that
I'm
at
For
every
hood
got'
get
back,
what
another
nigga
envy
But
I
swear
I
ain't
no
killer,
but
y'all
niggaz
'bout
to
tempt
me
To
the
point
there
the
barrels
empty
until
you
gon'
recent
me
When
Morpheus
missing
the
desert
of
the
real
he
meant
me
Like
a
monster
I
am
simply,
do
the
records
into
three
Let
my
music
not
really
be
confused
with
anybody
'Cause
there's
something
like
Mister
Mohammed
Ali
in
his
prime
Then
I
float
like
a
butterfly
and
sting
with
the
rhyme
And
the
mic
happens
ring
with
the
nine
If
it's
drama
let
these
niggaz
tryin'
to
bring
to
my
mind
I
seem
to
remind
that
Thomas
Crown
is
spoke
And
if
you
don't
love
it
you
can
shove
a
dick
down
your
throat
I'm
thinking
'bout
what
the
music
game
might
be
If
a
nigga
didn't
make
his
entry
Niggaz
would
be
making
them
same
ol'
beats
Waiting
on
my
arrivlary
Y'all
niggaz
gonna
learn
to
appreciate
me
Instead
of
always
comparin'
me
If
I
hear
one
more
remark
about
me
I
guess
I
gotta
ride
on
my
enemies
Oho
oho
oho
oho
Oho
oho
oho
oho
- Don't
make
me
take
it
there
Oho
oho
oho
oho
Oho
oho
oho
oho
- Don't
make
me
take
it
there
Oho
oho
oho
oho
Oho
oho
oho
oho
- Don't
make
me
take
it
there
Oho
oho
oho
oho
- What
I
will
nigga
Look
at
my
eyes
nigga,
wakin'
up
early
in
the
morning
to
the
sun
rise
nigga
Momma
yelling
rise
nigga
get
up
out
that
bed
snoarin'
If
you
want
it
go
get
it
fuck
havin'
to
beg
for
it
Even
if
you
gotta
break
your
neck
I'm
a
releg
for
it
I
said
listen
to
behind
a
hot
roller
bread
for
it
Contemplating
know
how
to
work
my
math
and
bred
story
I
don't
work
my
fingers
to
the
bone
until
they
bled
storin'
So
you
can
say
that
I'm
a
giant
a
preacher
of
habit
Walking
over
these
watches
squaking
the
reach
in
the
head
with
Niggaz
watching
me
go
free
not
just
a
week
in
my
marriage
With
the
game
in
the
cabbage
with
my
name
and
my
status
But
I
remain
as
the
baddest
motherfucker
's
established
And
I
'm
still
at
it
grounding
that
Hennessey
straight
popping
that
still
mad
at
Down
at
my
enemies'
face
and
you're
like
a
kill
habit
In
front
of
my
enemies'
face
I
shit
like
a
steal
rabbit
To
show
I'm
his
real
static
and
hold
me
ideal
at
it
With
my
poker
face
until
I
at
least
make
a
mil
at
it
At
least
make
a
meal
love
it
I'm
hungry
and
still
clutch
it
All
for
that
mil
ticket
outta
that
steal
lovin'
[Frank
Lee
White]
Well
I
was
riding
95
to
Virginia
the
other
day
And
I
thought
to
myself
ain't
this
where
Timbaland
used
to
stay
I
heard
he
moved
to
New
York
City
but
he
work
in
Miami
Only
time
he
back
round
here
is
when
he
visit
his
granny
Now
ain't
it
funny
how
the
money
make
a
man
change
But
shit
Timmy
I
don't
think
he
changed
a
damn
things
'Xcept
the
rap
game
and
bust
the
track
game
Shit
he
be
gobbeling
the
grammies
like
he
pac-man
Can
you
get
with
that
man
let's
gone
take
it
back
to
the
roots
Before
them
backpacking
rappers
with
them
hoodies
and
boots
Before
Sam
Goddie
and
MTV
Before
these
killers
and
these
hundred
dollar
billars
feeling
making
MC
Before
the
white
rap
explosion
before
the
corrosion
When
we
was
just
getting
started
and
them
doo's
wouldn't
open
It
was
people
like
Timmy
who
was
kickin'
them
in
Shit
whatcha
cookin'
in
that
kitchen
again
Some
shit
like
that
[Timbaland]
I'm
thinking
'bout
what
the
music
game
might
be
If
a
nigga
didn't
make
his
entry
Niggaz
would
be
making
them
same
ol'
beats
Waiting
on
my
arrivlary
Y'all
niggaz
gonna
learn
to
appreciate
me
Instead
of
always
comparin'
me
If
I
hear
one
more
remark
about
me
I
guess
I
gotta
ride
on
my
enemies
Oho
oho
oho
oho
Oho
oho
oho
oho
- Don't
make
me
take
it
there
Oho
oho
oho
oho
Oho
oho
oho
oho
- Don't
make
me
take
it
there
Oho
oho
oho
oho
Oho
oho
oho
oho
- Don't
make
me
take
it
there
Oho
oho
oho
oho
- What
I
will
nigga
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