Timbaland & Magoo In Time (ft. Ms Jade & Mad Skillz) Lyrics

(feat. mad skillz, ms. jade)

(c'mon girl, i was just playin with you)

[timbaland]
Ah - c'mon, ah
You would not believe - c'mon, ah
What's goin down right now - c'mon, ah
Holla!! c'mon ah
You would not believe - c'mon, ah
What's about to go down right now - c'mon, ah
Holla, c'mon..

Guess who's back it's your favorite man
Thomas crown, a.k.a. (freaky) timbaland
I keep 'em twelve deep in the full motion van
Mamis betta not speak unless i say they can
Hon - whatchu know about this guy?
I've been hittin girls back since "cooley high"
Groovy right, whatch'all girls doin tonight?
b__ble bee let's hum right on this flight

[ms. jade]
Hum on a flight? n____ you 'fraid of heights
Ms. jade have you whinin by the end of the night
Try and try and have 'em sick when i board the jet
Dough from bets, f___ around and saw off they necks
You heard me black? squeaky-a__ cadillacs
I owe you one, you f___ around and owe me back
Got franklin on the mind, s___ i ain't gon' front
I'm a number one sinner, what-wha-wha-what?

[chorus: timbaland]
Life, is, what you make it
I got plenty big faces.. to spend on you-oooh-ooh
Life, is, what you make it
I got plenty big faces.. to spend on you, in time

[magoo]
I'll be yo' penicillin, keepin my jimmy chillin
What more can i say? top billin
n____z got the feelin i'm wack and i fell off
Said bird is the word is charmin and mag's off?
Don't y'all see i ain't new to this game?
Got hoes in each town wanna swoon me for fame
But i get 'em for they cash, smokin up all they hash
Treat 'em like garbage, leavin 'em in the trash

[ms. jade]
Mag i wreckon you right, but it's my f___in night
X-5, bing truck, high as a kite
Powder be white, ms. jade, powerful bite
Pet n____z make they a__es ride the back of my bike
Pay for nuts and want for nada, i ain't bluffin
See me in the back of the club, steadily puffin
In time you will buy me this and that
Meanwhile m_________er betta holla back

[chorus]

[mad skillz]
Uh, c'mon ma, i seen you starin when i hit the door
You ain't gotta front boo, i know that s___ ain't yours
I'm like big out the maximas and acuras
Trust me sweets b___-cheeks i be smackin up!
.. and that s___'s fo'sho'
What i really wanna say is, "getcha coat, let's go"
You seen the whips outside, the fly one's mine
I'm with tim and mag, don't lie, take your time

[ms. jade]
Lie for what? never been that type of chick
Rubber band around the wrist, be the type to grip
And flip the script, send your a__ home all limp
m_________er you ain't know? i'm a female pimp
King kong trips, ridin all the latest whips
With a corona in the holder i'm the latest b____
Yup - you could call me the greatest wench
Yup - when you f___ with the greatest clique

[chorus - repeat 2x]

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