Lyrics All Y"'all - Timbaland & Magoo feat. Magoo
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(Timbaland)
Uh,
feel
me?
To
all
the
women
across
the
world,
we
can't
diss
y'all
We
gotta
love
ya,
that's
real,
uh
To
all
my
ladies
in
lingerie,
never
underage,
who
stay
gettin
paid
Who
like
to
take
trips
where
the
sun
is
shade
To
my
women
who
love
to
ball
out
And
spend
all
that
money
'til
ya
fall
out
I
feel
like
a
pimp
with
a
different
pimp
game
With
a
different
pimp
name,
with
a
little
pimp
fame
I'm
loaded
with
cash,
loaded
with
class,
loaded
with
a
lot
of
things
Even
got
a
gat
loaded
for
that
ass
I
love
my
mind,
love
my
soul,
love
my
body
I
don't
drink
or
smoke
that's
why
I
love
my
body
You
might
catch
me
chillin
with
a
little
short
hottie
With
a
little
piercin
on
her
body
Yes,
I
get
it
poppin,
'specially
overseas
Japenese
girls
even
love
my
beats
They
say,
"Timbaland
we
love
you
We
love
the
dope
things
that
you
do"
Even
in
London
they
say,
"Tim,
we
love
ya"
They
even
call
me
things
like
wicked,
and
the
f'n
governer
That's
why
I
can't
forget
y'all
That's
why
I
had
to
make
this
roll
call,
uh
(Chorus
- Tweet)
This
here's
for
one
and
all
It's
so
good
to
feel
all
a
y'all,
oooh
Make
that
move
and
just
ball
out,
oooh
Life's
too
short
for
some
time
out,
oooh
This
here's
for
one
and
all
It's
so
good
to
feel
all
a
y'all,
oooh
Make
that
move
and
just
ball
out,
oooh
Life's
too
short
for
some
time
out,
oooh
(Sebastian)
Back
when
shorty
cherished
the
thing,
yo'
time
was
frequently
saved
For
us
stoppin
and
whiskey
poppin
to
the
Marvin
and
Gaye
(Sonny,
don't
plan
tomorrow
but
live
for
today)
(Sonny,
here's
a
quarter
for
that
groovy
arcade)
From
Cool
J
to
Kane
dawg,
we
changin
the
game
So
graphic
with
thangs,
Pac-Man
ain't
lookin
the
same
Haters,
get
more
familiar
who
you
robbin
for
change
Sebast',
a.k.a.
Tyler
Durden's
the
name
(Timbaland)
Guess
what
people,
it's
the
first
of
the
month
Guess
what
people,
I
can
do
what
I
want
I
can
take,
all
my
peoples
on
first
class
flights
I
can
buy
all
my
homegirls
lightning
new
bikes
I'm
a
don
when
it
comes
to
just
servin
girls
I'm
a
don
so
that's
why
nobody's
in
my
world
'Cause
Timabaland's
that
cool
cat
Aka
Thomas
Crown,
don't
forget
that,
uh
(Chorus)
(Tweet)
I'm
just
tryna'
find
what
I
need
But
I'd
rather
be
smokin
weed
(Magoo)
Live
life
to
the
fullest,
drive
cars,
eat
hot
food
Live
in
a
mansion
next
to
Hanson
(T)
I
ain't
forgot
that
I'm
from
yo'
hood
I'm
just
tryna'
be
who
you
would
(M)
Cause
I
hate
the
game,
I
hate
the
glory
I
could
be
with
y'all,
it
would
be
another
story
(T)
You
don't
know
all
the
things
I
seen
More
than
fame
and
his
naked
greed
(M)
They
took
my
cash,
take
my
name
Put
it
up
in
bright
lights,
I
ain't
got
a
damn
right
(T)
Think
I'm
chillin
and
livin
large
Girl
he's
Mag
not
El
DeBarge
(M)
But
I'm
a
be
the
man
in
charge
in
due
time
All
my
P-Town
folk
gettin
paid,
bottom
line
(Chorus)
1 Intro
2 Best Club
3 Considerate Brotha
4 Mr Richards
5 In Time
6 Baby Bubba
7 Love Me
8 Roll Out
9 Serious
10 Voice Mail
11 People Like Myself
12 Party People
13 Indian Carpet
14 It's Your Night
15 All Y"'all
16 Drop
17 I Am Music
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