To My Lyrics by Timbaland & Magoo

To My Lyrics

    [tim] it don't stop
    [nas] can't stop
    [tim] say what?
    [nas] play your parts
    [tim] uh-huh, it don't stop
    [nas] nas esco'
    [tim] say what? huh, uh-huh
    [tim] uh-huh, it don't stop
    [tim] uh, uh-huh, uh, uh, uh
    [tim] it don't stop, what?
    [nas] yea yea, brave-hearts
    [tim] guess what y'all? check it

    Verse one: nas

    I, splash y'all dudes with gats i use
    Ice dangle off my chest cause my cash improve
    Nice knuckle game, chip-toothed, way of buck and change
    I want the dough, fuck the fame
    Already made history, y'all can have that, that ain't shit to me
    About to have my own ascap, and that's that
    And plus a rotisserie, instead of kenny rogers
    And benihana's, y'all can eat, plenty at nas'
    Buffet of lobsters, dressed in esco' boxers
    With honies that sex so proper, best flow since rakim
    Liver, personification of drama
    Describe my, characteristics, murder co-signer
    Some will smoke embalmin fluid and vomit to it
    I'm straight chronic, yo it's atomic how i blew up
    Same ol' g, since i rocked kangol's, lee's
    Nothin changed but my bankroll, still jig to the ankles

    Chorus: nas

    Please, to my niggaz
    To my bitches, to my gangsters
    To my riders, to my niggaz
    To my bitches, to my niggaz
    To my riders, to my gangsters
    To my bitches, to my niggaz
    And fly assholes, to my niggaz
    To my bitches, timbaland and esco'

    [mad skillz]
    Yo, yo, we rippin tracks, it's like beatin beats with bats
    Watchin crews change the views when the heat in they back
    If you hear a click, trust me, you wouldn't hear clack
    If you push it up front, i got no choice, but to pull it back
    Your rhymes don't faze me, i'm above em; half y'all raps is
    Born retarded, now you out here tryin to get rid of em
    You should be sick of it, i posess no flaws
    That's from the man that made your head nod til you lick-ed his balls
    Verses i spit em, when it's my turn to get em, i got hot flows
    I only do shows for burn victims
    So cock this mic, and bust out your back, kill you
    And then they gonna blame me for fuckin up rap
    Who's fuckin with that? skillz and esco', it's on
    When you speak in my direction, watch your tone
    From q-b to v-a, can't count the blocks we own
    It's locked and sewn i repeat nigga, watch your tone

    Chorus

    [timbaland]
    Yo commmmmme see
    The big man with the diamonds and the fly bentleys
    Ladies loooooovve me; niggaz say
    "timbaland's really rappin, what the fuck is up b?"
    Jeallllllousy
    I kill niggaz with seven thangs, most they jackin beats
    I'm a eight digit niiggy
    Maybe i just rebuild titanic and send that out to see
    What?

    Chorus

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