What Cha Talkin' Bout (Explicit)

What Cha Talkin' Bout (Explicit) - Static/Lil' Man/Magoo/Timbaland (提姆巴兰)

I'm the Lil' Man

Join with the Timbaland

People walkin' around

Sayin' to theyself "Damn "

People can't realize who the f**k 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 ni**a

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 ni**a

From the "V" Static where you at

Here I go if ya pearlin' in a 'lac

Then turn that sh*t 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

Ni**a 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

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

And damn

That sh*t is tight like a bowl of crisps

Listen to the words that I spit

Makin' ya sick

It's the little 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 nothin' 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 sh*t is real)

But ain't nothin' gonna happen to me

Magoo finish it baby

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 f**k until I'm stuck

Order the main course

Four b**ches I'm serving duck

How da f**k you payin' a b**ch just to f**k

If a b**ch want money for me

Pray for luck

Only thing I love is w**d and big cash

If yo' a** ain't a check

Ni**a kiss my a**

Leavin' freaky b**ches 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 f**k the baddest b**ch

You niggaz them ever seen

Possible if you got game they blaze a zing

Pockets of rubbers

B**ches go rump with just my name

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

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

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

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

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