Lyrics Here We Come - Timbaland
Another
one
Here
we
go
so
wave
your
hands
For
Missy,
Maganoo,
and
Timbaland
We
gon'
show
you
how
to
party
right
So
pass
the
UHH
and
get
the
hype
Alright,
we
gon'
party
tonight
If
you're
livin'
for
love,
start
livin'
for
life
If
you're
having
a
baby,
then
make
her
your
wife
If
you're
up
in
the
club
where
the
dub
It's
like
a
bank
sell
to
the
highest
bid
Put
the
cash
in
your
bank
Girl
I'm
lovin'
your
booty,
you
can
"hoo"
to
my
blow
Then
fish
but
please
honey
child,
don't
kiss
All
I
want
is
a
freak
when
I'm
up
in
the
club
Maybe
after
the
dance,
dinner
sharp,
then
the
tub
I'm
a
nigga
wit'
class,
you're
a
girl
with
a
job
Taste
of
my
neck
like
corn
on
the
cob
I'm
second
to
none,
I'm
freaky
as
ever
Go
downtown,
"Well
I
never"
Uh,
uh
Well
I'm
the
man,
that
they
call
Timbaland
Now
he
the
bir-ba-bir-ba-bird,
understand?
We
gon'
party,
until
the
sun
comes
up
Bartender,
you
forgot
to
fill
up
my
cup,
uh
Ain't
no
stoppin'
until
your
draws
start
floppin'
There
won't
be
no
beef
unless
the
disc
stop
jockin'
(what?)
She
said
this,
and
he
said
that
And
he
said
that
Timbaland
can't
rap
But
I
don't
care
because
I
make
dope
tracks
I
make
you
bounce
and
wiggle,
and
do
this
and
that
Timbaland,
where
you
live
at?
VA
baby,
believe
dat
Aiyyo,
aiyyo
Now
I'm
rich,
I
once
was
poor
If
you're
late
with
my
dough,
then
there's
no
show
I
grease
my
hair
and
it
still
won't
grow
If
you
feel
my
butt,
boy
you
gotta
go
Out
the
back
for
touchin'
my
back
For
trying
to
jack
every
Timbaland
track
Maganoo,
where
you
was?
They
been
bitin'
our
style,
those
silly
bugs
Where's
the
spray?
I'mma
spray
'em
good
So
the
next
time
they
bite
they
die
like
"Ugh"
I'mma
roll
up
the
biggest
dutchie
Get
some
sweets
cuz
I
got
the
munchies
Here
we
go
so
wave
your
hands
For
Missy,
Maganoo,
and
Timbaland
We
gon'
show
you
how
to
party
right
So
pass
the
UHH
and
get
the
hype
Alright,
we
gon'
party
tonight
Here
we
go
so
wave
your
hands
For
Missy,
Maganoo,
and
Timbaland
We
gon'
show
you
how
to
party
right
So
pass
the
UHH
and
get
the
hype
Alright,
we
gon'
party
tonight
He
he
Girl,
when
the
bar
open
up
five
rum
Everybody
wanna
get
a
buzz,
get
some
9 out
of
10,
all
girls
gonna
freak
Just
gon'
depend
on
who
they
gonna
freak
Don't
gotta
floss,
all
girls
know
they
name
Only
near,
chillin'
in
the
club,
no
game
Brotha
mad
at
me
cuz
I
got
cheddar
cheese
When
the
club
close
got
his
girl
on
her
knees
Oh
man
please,
learn
the
two
degrees
Degree
number
one,
keep
your
hon
off
trees
Degree
number
two,
keep
your
girl
'round
you
Never
trust
a
girl,
Lord
knows
what
she
do
Uh
huh
Tricks
- is
what
I
got
in
my
bag
Hits
- is
what
I
make
out
the
lab
Ritz
- is
the
crackers
that
I
eat
Bitch
- is
what
a
man
don't
need
Rubber
- shows
I'm
a
careful
lover
Stutter
- is
what
I
do
in
trouble,
what?
My
man
Timbaland
He
make
beats
for
the
streets
See,
me
and
Maganoo
In
the
back
rollin'
trees
Gettin'
high
off
the
phone
Tell
a
nigga
what
chu
want,
HEY!
Now,
I'm
in
the
S-L-K
I
roll
up
the
window,
so
the
'doo
won't
sway
Spray
my
hairspray
so
the
waves
obey
So
when
I
say
stay,
them
bitches
stay
Oh
by
the
way
Me
and
Timbaland,
we
got
the
beats
to
make
you
dance
Here
we
go
so
wave
your
hands
For
Missy,
Maganoo,
and
Timbaland
We
gon'
show
you
how
to
party
right
So
pass
the
UHH
and
get
the
hype
Alright,
we
gon'
party
tonight
Here
we
go
so
wave
your
hands
For
Missy,
Maganoo,
and
Timbaland
We
gon'
show
you
how
to
party
right
So
pass
the
UHH
and
get
the
hype
Alright,
we
gon'
party
tonight
Doo-do-do,
doo-do-do
(Yea)
Doo-do-do,
doo-doo,
doo
doo
doo
(Yea)
Doo-do-do,
doo-do-do
(Yea)
Doo-do-do,
doo-doo,
doo
doo
doo
(Yea)
Doo
doo,
doo
doo
doo,
doo
doo
doo...
(Yea)
1 Fat Rabbit
2 Timbaland (Intro)
3 What Cha Talkin' About
4 Timbaland (Outro)
5 Get It On
6 To My
7 Here We Come
8 Wit' Yo' Bad Self
9 Lobster & Scrimp
10 What Cha Know About This
11 Can't Nobody
12 Put' Em On
13 Who Am I
14 Talking on the Phone
15 Keep It Real
16 John Blaze
17 Birthday
18 In the Morning
19 Bringin' It
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