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Timbaland Timbaland Fatman scoop
Timbaland Timbaland
Whatever I say y’all gotta do
Whatever I say y’all gotta do
Whatever I say y’all gotta do

(Timbaland)
Awww lord guess whos comming
Timbaland A.K.A freaky feel drumming
Who can get it crunk like me Timbaland
Oh my nigga Scoop A.K.A fat man
Weed guaranteed to make the party people bounce
Fellas say (OH) girls say(ah)
Lookin at the cornrows up in the club
Girl don’t be bashfull girl back it up
Throw it girl like its poking man
Shake that ass as fast as you can
White girl shake it like she burning from a sun tan
My dog grip it grab it like it was a soda can
What you talking bout holding back
When you get on the dance floor drop it like it was a cadillac
What you talking bout cutting nigga slack
girl girl you betta bend that back
12 my girls roll deep in the club
Cant’t wait to hit the bar and get that thug
Where my dogs that got more than a hundred bucks
Cant wait to freak one of the big old butts
Before we start to turn it out
you must learn to crunk out
Before we start to turn it out
You must first begin to

(Fatman Scoop)2x
Breathe in Breathe out
Breathe in Breathe out
Breathe in Breathe out
Now drop now drop now drop now drop

(Fatman Scoop)
If you got the fattest ass on the block now drop
Let a nigga see the coochie pop now drop
Do the snake do the freak do the pop now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop
Real eyes down south thighs
Waist line five six seven now drop
One time all in together now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop

(Magoo)
Get your freak on at club(?)
We aint put the album out niggas got their leak on
I done been up in the club seen a ho with a thong
I aint hear good at first she was singing the song
Shorty rocking donna she was pushing and popping
Red bone with a bop she was stoping and dropping
Stopping and dropping this the part of the song where
You need be snaking and popping
Snaking and popping yeah hoe Mag made the song
Yall niggas still popping and locking
Aint no zone (?) a white girl
I aint turbo rocking a damn curl
Watch Mag slow while I break you down slow
When you get it right girl go for what you know
Wiggle a bit stop drop get up snake freak whop
Wiggle a bit stop drop get up snake freak whop
Get off the wall hands of your balls
Yeah nigga with the drink in his hand trying to ball
You dont want shorty I can show you the dance
Gone once gone twice you done lost your chance
Now stop for Big Pun stop for Big pun
Drop for Big L drop for Big L

(Fatman Scoop)
If you got the fattest ass on the block now drop
Let a nigga see the coochie pop now drop
Do the snake do the freak do the whop now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop
Real eyes down south thighs
Waist line five six seven now drop
One time all in together now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop

(Magoo)
Guess who came with a cape on his back
Pulled up with some gin hopped out the Cadillac
Mag is chilling Tim is chilling
When I get up in this club I’m making a hoe feel it
Got no game but I got big cash
Mess around I be leaving this club with Stacey Dash
I aint cute enough but my jimmy got a flick and it shimmy
I’m in the club pulling hoes with Timmy

(Timbaland)
All my shadow people where freaky where you at
All my Broadway people freaky where you at
Where my fellas in the back with the (?)
Where my girls who think they got it like that
All my ndependent freaky where you at
All my get money dogs freaky where you at
Where my girls with the thongs who be shaking it fast
If you love to sing along nigga holla back

(Fatman Scoop)
If you got the fattest ass on the block now drop
Let a nigga see the coochie pop now drop
Do the snake do the freak do the whop now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop
Real eyes down south thighs Now drop
Waist line five six seven now drop
One time all in together now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop
Show me what you working with(back it up back it up)
Show me what you working with(back it up back it up)
Show me what you working with(back it up back it up)
Show me what you working with(back it up back it up)
Bend over Bend over Bend over Bend over Bend over Bend over

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mira chulo tu me llamas eh? aqui esta mi numero.
The beat dont stop till the panties drop,(uh,uh)it dont stop,(it dont stop)it
Wont stop (it wont stop).
The beat dont stop till the panties drop,(uh,uh)it dont stop,(it dont stop) it
Wont stop (it wont stop).
Chorus
-and you know it just dont stop,(come on), and you know it just wont stop.
Feel the beat no stoppin’ till the panties start droppin'(till the panties
Start droppin’)
And you know it just dont stop, and you know it just wont stop.
Feel the beat no stoppin’ till the panties start droppin’ baby.
1st verse
-back in the day when i was young, im not a kid anymore, but somedays i sit and
Wish i was a kid again,
Cause i remember crazy summer nights, sneeking all up in your window just to do
You right
Panties wetter than a slip-n-slide, your trembling inside, i promise ill be
Back tomorrow night
Your bodies callin’ 12 play since the first day, now how can i forget those
Days,
Tellin’ mom and daddy we was going to the movies, damn girl, if they really
Knew what we was doin’, i know i probably shouldnt even start to say, but every
Time i reminisce it brings a smile to my face,
Heavy breathin’ and you whisper baby please dont stop, you know im on this
Mission till you hit that spot, so everytime you need someone to make it hot
You know the beat wont stop, untill the panties drop.
Chorus
-and you know it just dont stop, and you know it just wont stop
Feel the beat no stoppin’, till the panties start droppin’-x2-
(check this out yo) baby
2nd verse
-now play this slow jam,(this slow jam) i got you bumpin’ and grindin’ like our
Klick
With bedroom games,poppin it off like a lingerie party(whoo), live its lovely,
Puffin’ on herb, we sippin’ bubbly, while i rub you down with body oils,
Tellin’ all your girlfriends how ziggys got you stole, kissing on your lips to
The middle of your hips, how bout that, like it from the front to the back, and
How does it feel to be on your 4th climax, going looney screamin’ i got 5 on it
(5 on it), now can i make you into a caramel sundae with the cherries on top,
Painting you with whip cream
You know i want my cake and be able to eat it too, (ha ha,you get the hint?)
Orgasms got your heart beatin’ like if its on a sprint, taking off, making love
On a cloud, now whats the odd of meeting at the same spot at the same time
(same time)
Chorus
-and you know it just dont stop and you know it just wont stop,
Feel the beat, no stoppin’ till the panties start droppin’-x2- baby
3rd verse
-are you down to make it hot, straight up explicit, wanna lick on the spot no
One else just to hit, you a nasty girl, im a nasty boy, let me rub you down,
Kiss you all around, your the type that will be down, your that freaky dinky
Like it kinky like that, what you want, what you need, and since i hit it from
The back saying-
Ay papi chulo baby please dont stop, as we procced to make it hot to the stars
At 12 o’clock, lay back relax let me take you through the motions, my genie in
A bottle as i rub you with the lotion, not a ocean, making love though the
Breeze, got you rush climaxing, from your head to your knees, neverending night
We both will never forget, a love scene to be repeated on that you can bet,
Cause you know it wont be stoppin’ till the panties start droppin’ n.b.k. once
Again, keepin’ you steady rockin’
Chorus
-and you know it just dont stop and you know it just wont stop
Feel the beat no stoppin’ till the panties start droppin’-x2- babe
And you know it just dont stop and you know it just wont stop-x2-
And you know it just dont,(just dont), and you know it just dont stop
And you know it just wont stop.
Feel the beat no stoppin’ till the panties start droppin’
And you know it just dont stop and you know it just wont stop
Feel the beat no stoppin’ till the panties start droppin’ babe end

Much love goes out to all the homeboyz and homegirlz in the 602 phoenix az
The valley of the sun!! peace rascal one p.b.k.

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Bootie brown:

Let me freak the funk,
Obsolete is the punk that talk more junk than sanford sells
I jet propel at a rate that complice their mental state
As i invade their masquerade
They couldn’t fade with a clipper blade
10 years in the trade is not enough, you can’t cut it
I let you take a swing, and you bunted
For an easy out, i leave mc’s with doubt
Of exceeding, my name is bottie brown and i’m proceeding, leading,
They try to follow but they’re shallow and hollow
I can see right through them like an empty 40 bottle, of o.e.
They have no key, or no clue
To the game at all, now they washed up
Hung out to dry
Standing looking stpud, wondering why
(why man?)
It was the fame, that they tried to get
Now they walking around talkin about represent
And keep it real, but i got to appeal
Cause they exisitng in a fantasy when holding the steel

Slim kid 3:

Rock a bye baby,
Listen to my heart pumping to a fine ravine
Of all things it’s a vain of a shrine
All missions impossible are possible, cause i’m
Heading for a new sector 365 days fron now, i’ll
Wipe the sweat from my brow
And each and every true will stick, or fall from the sky of my cloud nine
From homies all the way to chics, no matter how fine
Cotrolling is a swollen way to wreck a proud mind
You hold it in your hands and watch a man start crying
Tear after tear in the puppet man’s hands
Every time you take a stance you do the puppet man’s dance
And the worlds at a stand-still
Deep in broken mansville, trapped in the moat with an avil, still
Killing yourself, and dogging ya health
You ain’t amphibious, so grab a hold of yourself

Knumbskull #1:

Shit is-shit is ill, my flow still will spill
Toxic slick to shock you sick like electrocute
When i execute, acutely over the rythym
On those that pollute, extra dosages is what i gotta give em
Got em mad and tremblin
Cause i been up in my lad assemblin
Misslies, to bomb the enemy
Because they envy me, and the making of my mad currency
Currently i think we’re in a state of an emergency
Cause niggas done sold their souls, and now their souls is hollow
And i think they can’t follow
They can’t swollow, the truth because it hurts
This is how i put it down, this is my earth, my turf
The worth of my birth is a billion, and you know what time it is
I’m going to make a million

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(feat. fatman scoop)

Fat man scoop, crooklyn clan
Timbaland, timbaland
Fat man scoop, crooklyn clan
Timbaland, timbaland
Whatever i say, y’all gotta do
Whatever i say, y’all gotta do
Whatever i say, y’all gotta do
Y’all too, y’all too, y’all too, y’all too

[timbaland]
Awww lord guess who’s coming
Timbaland a.k.a freaky phil drummond
Who can get it crunk like me timbaland
Oh my nigga scoop a.k.a fat man
Weed guaranteed to make the party people bounce
Fellas say (oh) girls say(ah)
Lookin at the cornrows up in the club
Girl don’t be bashfull girl back it up
Throw it girl like its poking man
Shake that ass as fast as you can
White girl shake it like she burning from a sun tan
My dog grip it grab it like it was a soda can
What you talking bout holding back
When you get on the dance floor drop it like it was a cadillac
What you talking bout cutting nigga slack
Girl girl you betta bend that back
12 my girls roll deep in the club
Cant’t wait to hit the bar and get that thug
Where my dogs that got more than a hundred bucks
Cant wait to freak one of the big old butts
Before we start to turn it out
You must learn to crunk out
Before we start to turn it out
You must first begin to

[fatman scoop 2x]
Breathe in breathe out
Breathe in breathe out
Breathe in breathe out
Now drop now drop now drop now drop

[fatman scoop]
If you got the fattest ass on the block now drop
Let a nigga see the coochie pop now drop
Do the snake do the freak do the pop now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop
Real eyes down south thighs
Waist line five six seven now drop
One time all in together now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop

[magoo]
Get your freak on at club(?)
We aint put the album out niggas got their leak on
I done been up in the club seen a ho with a thong
I aint hear good at first she was singing the song
Shorty rocking donna she was pushing and popping
Red bone with a bop she was stoping and dropping
Stopping and dropping this the part of the song where
You need be snaking and popping
Snaking and popping yeah hoe mag made the song
Yall niggas still popping and locking
Aint no zone (?) a white girl
I aint turbo rocking a damn curl
Watch mag slow while i break you down slow
When you get it right girl go for what you know
Wiggle a bit stop drop get up snake freak whop
Wiggle a bit stop drop get up snake freak whop
Get off the wall hands of your balls
Yeah nigga with the drink in his hand trying to ball
You dont want shorty i can show you the dance
Gone once gone twice you done lost your chance
Now stop for big pun stop for big pun
Drop for big l drop for big l

[fatman scoop]
If you got the fattest ass on the block now drop
Let a nigga see the coochie pop now drop
Do the snake do the freak do the whop now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop
Real eyes down south thighs
Waist line five six seven now drop
One time all in together now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop

[magoo]
Guess who came with a cape on his back
Pulled up with some gin hopped out the cadillac
Mag is chilling tim is chilling
When i get up in this club i’m making a hoe feel it
Got no game but i got big cash
Mess around i be leaving this club with stacey dash
I aint cute enough but my jimmy got a flick and it shimmy
I’m in the club pulling hoes with timmy

[timbaland]
All my shadow people where freaky where you at
All my broadway people freaky where you at
Where my fellas in the back with the carnie act
Where my girls who think they got it like that
All my ndependent freaky where you at
All my get money dogs freaky where you at
Where my girls with the thongs who be shaking it fast
If you love to sing along nigga holla back

[fatman scoop]
If you got the fattest ass on the block now drop
Let a nigga see the coochie pop now drop
Do the snake do the freak do the whop now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop
Real eyes down south thighs now drop
Waist line five six seven now drop
One time all in together now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop
Show me what you working with(back it up back it up)
Show me what you working with(back it up back it up)
Show me what you working with(back it up back it up)
Show me what you working with(back it up back it up)
Bend over bend over bend over bend over bend over bend over

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Rye Rye

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I drop to the floor, it’s nothing
Drop to the floor, it’s nothing
It’s scraping on the floor
It’s scraping on the floor
Back it, back it up and gimme some more
It’s in the, I, I bring it down low
And get low, with it
Low, with it
I’m seeing you go with it
Get up
Go get it
Move your body real slow with it
Get up
Slow with it
I’m seein’ at, go with it
Get up
Go get it

I wanna get it good, when I fly a boy chillin’ over there
I wonder if he noticed that I want him over here
I see him watch them hers, I show mine’s every year
I dropped it down low, I put my booty in the air
And I’m a rockstar so you know I don’t care
Till I fly your shit, when I fly your hair
And I’m so sick of the aerish chair
I’m a hot girl, don’t white girl share

I drop to the floor, it’s nothing
I drop to the floor, it’s nothing
It’s scraping on the floor
It’s scraping on the floor
Back it, back it up and gimme some more
As in, I, I bring it down low
And get low, with it
Low, with it
I’m seeing you go with it
Get up
Go get it
Move your body real slow with it
Get up
Slow with it
I’m seein’ at, go with it
Get up
Go get it

And I hope I got time to be joking
Boys in the back, must smoking
It’s in the this holla, on the dance floor roastin’
And fake cheeks and my face keep pelsing
I’m lookin’ at him real smooth like cool and
He lookin’ at me like “girl, how you do this? ”
I brought my hips real slow we can do it
It’s getting rough girl, go music

I drop to the floor, it’s nothing
Drop to the floor, it’s nothing
It’s scraping on the floor
It’s scraping on the floor
Back it, back it up and gimme some more
As in, I, I bring it down low
And get low, with it
Low, with it
I’m seeing you go with it
Get up
Go get it
Move your body real slow with it
Get up
Slow with it
I’m seein’ at, go get it
Get up
Go get it

Move your body to the bass line
Dude, now you got your hands on my waist line
Hurry up, I don’t waste time
You rude boy, I had it to the great fine
You talking real slick, I like that
You blowing kiss kiss, blow right back
You can call me candy girl, ‘cause I’m so sweet
You can see the way I work so you know I’m not weak

I drop to the floor, it’s nothing
Drop to the floor, it’s nothing
You can call me candy girl, ‘cause I’m so sweet
You can call me candy girl, ‘cause I’m so sweet
Drop the eight away, so you know I’m goin’ free
Drop the eight away, so you know I’m goin’ free
You can call me candy girl, ‘cause I’m so sweet
You can call me candy girl, ‘cause I’m so sweet
Drop the eight away, so you know I’m goin’ free
Drop the eight away, so you know I’m goin’ free

Na-na-na-na-na-na
Work it
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Stop
Break it
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Work it
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Stop
Break it
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Work it
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Stop
Break it
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Work it
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Stop
Break it

Yo!
Go get it with your right leg
Go get it with your left leg
Go get it with your cornbread
Go get it like a chicken head
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Everybody go, jump in
Everybody go, jump in
Everybody go, jump in
Everybody go, jump in
If you wanna wile out, jump in
Gotta bring it back, jump in
Lemme take that for, jump in
Gotta bring it back, jump in

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Sung by william

The way you drop is like a stone
Making out you’re flying
But you’ve just been thrown

Till kingdom comes
And through bitten tongues
These eyes get stung
With every curse that’s sung

These twisted times
Can’t compare to mine
And heaven knows where loving goes

I should have guessed
When i took that pill
Do i love her still
Well did jesus kill