Текст песни What Cha Talkin' Bout - Timbaland feat. Lil' Man, Static & Magoo
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(What
cha
talkin'
'bout?)
Uh
oh
Ha
ha,
what?
Uh
oh,
what?
Told
y'all
What?
Told
y'all
What?
Check
it
out
I'm
the
Lil'
Man,
join
with
the
Timbaland
People
walkin'
around
sayin'
to
theyself
"Damn!"
People
can't
realize
who
the
fuck
who
I
am
I'm
like
the
VCR
tech
they
call
bad
People
don't
know
what
they
gonna
see
next
They
might
see
Timbaland
with
Funkmaster
Flex
Or
doin'
a
duet
with
the
group
called
Beck
Or
back
in
the
studio
gettin',
gettin'
sex
I'm
the
ill
nigga
that
loves
Chips
Ahoy
Timbaland
where
you
at?
Here
I
go
boy,
I
got
yo'
back
with
a
Tec
9
You
see
them
niggas
creepin',
what?
I
thought
you
knew,
I
told
you
so
Never,
ever
step
over
my
toe
(nah
nah)
I
got
that
nigga
(what
what)
From
the
"V",
Static,
where
you
at?
Here
I
go,
if
ya
pearlin'
in
a
'lac,
then
turn
that
shit
up
If
ya
chillin'
at
the
club,
then
tear
the
party
up
And
if
you
got
shove,
let
it
bump
bump
Not
speakin'
for
yo'
cheddah,
but
I
keep
mine
in
lumps
Nigga,
my
momma
taught
me
that,
can't
sneak
me
from
the
back
So
I
found
her
chasing
cheese,
so
I
watch
for
dirty
rats
See
I'm
wise
like
the
guys,
and
smart
like
the
streets
See
I
be
rollin'
blunts
while
Timb'
be
makin'
them
beats,
Timbaland
- What
cha
talkin'
'bout?
What
you
sayin'
to
me?
Why
you
staring
at
me?
Let's
have
a
party,
B
What
cha
talkin'
'bout?
What
you
sayin'
to
me?
Why
you
staring
at
me?
Let's
have
a
party,
B
Play
that
guitar,
man,
eh,
and
damn!
That
shit
is
tight
like
a
bowl
of
crisps
Listen
to
the
words
that
I
spit,
makin'
ya
sick
It's
the
Lil'
Man
puttin'
it
down
Got
all
my
females
flashin'
around
It's
that
little
voice
that's
makin'
ya
tickle
Come
on
Timbaland,
and
gimme
some
of
that
liquor
Are
you
drunk?
(Yes,
I'm
drunk)
Are
you
pump?
(Yes,
I'm
pump)
Do
you
wanna
see
the
party
get
chrump?
(Yes,
I
pump)
This
ain't
nuthin'
but
a
party
(Say
what?)
After
the
party
(Where
ya
goin'?)
Hearty,
I
gotta
make
my
way
back
to
the
crib
I
forgot
I
was
on
probation
(Yeah
that
shit
is
real)
But
ain't
nuthin'
gon'
happen
to
me
Magoo,
finish
it
baby
Ha
ha,
yeah
One
more
again
from
VA
Yes,
your
southern
representative
Keep
two
Tecs
in
my
Lex,
cuz
I'm
sensitive
All
my
competition
stop
wishin'
for
my
demise
Cuz
I'm
hard
like
my
dick,
we'll
ever
be
on
the
rise
Get
between
some
thighs,
and
fuck
until
I'm
stuck
Order
the
main
course,
four
bitches,
I'm
serving
duck
How
da
fuck
you
payin'
a
bitch
just
to
fuck?
If
a
bitch
want
money
for
me,
pray
for
luck
Only
thing
I
love
is
weed
and
big
cash
If
yo'
ass
ain't
a
check,
nigga
kiss
my
ass
Leavin'
freaky
bitches
in
stitches,
cuz
hoe's
be
envious
Me
and
Timbaland
still
friends
and
will
continuous
Oh,
what
a
web
we
weave
When
I
achieved
to
fuck
the
baddest
bitch
you
niggaz
them
ever
seen
Possible,
if
you
got
game
they
blaze
a
zing
Pockets
of
rubbers,
bitches
go
rump
with
just
my
name
This
is
how
we
do
it
We
make
it
ride
on
through
Like
liquid
fluid
This
is
how
we
do
We
make
it
ride
on
through
Like
liquid
fluid,
what?
Me
and
my
posse
I
know
you
hear
you
little
airplanes
flyin'
around
Yeah,
have
a
couple
people
lookin'
forward
to
this
Now
we
gotta
be
out
For
the
'98
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