In Time (Explicit)

Artist：timbaland

Songs Title：in time

Ah - cmon ah

You would not believe - cmon ah

Whats goin down right now - cmon ah

Holla cmon ah

You would not believe - cmon ah

Whats about to go down right now - cmon ah

Holla cmon

Guess whos back its 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

Ive been hittin girls back since cooley high

Groovy right whatchall girls doin tonight

Bumble bee lets hum right on this flight

Hum on a flight ni**a 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**k around and saw off they necks

You heard me black squeaky-a** cadillacs

I owe you one you f**k around and owe me back

Got franklin on the mind sh*t I aint gon front

Im a number one sinner what-wha-wha-what

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

Ill be yo penicillin keepin my jimmy chillin

What more can I say top billin

Niggaz got the feelin Im wack and I fell off

Said bird is the word is charmin and mags off

Dont yall see I aint 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

Mag I wreckon you right but its my f**kin night

X-5 bing truck high as a kite

Powder be white ms jade powerful bite

Pet niggaz make they asses ride the back of my bike

Pay for nuts and want for nada I aint bluffin

See me in the back of the club steadily puffin

In time you will buy me this and that

Meanwhile motherf**ker betta holla back

Uh cmon ma I seen you starin when I hit the door

You aint gotta front boo I know that sh*t aint yours

Im like big out the maximas and acuras

Trust me sweets butt-cheeks I be smackin up

and that shits fosho

What I really wanna say is getcha coat lets go

You seen the whips outside the fly ones mine

Im with tim and mag dont lie take your time

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

Motherf**ker you aint know Im a female pimp

King kong trips ridin all the latest whips

With a corona in the holder Im the latest b**ch

Yup - you could call me the greatest wench

Yup - when you f**k with the greatest clique