[Timbaland - Uh, up girl Why you on me? I thought we was past me? Alright let me to ya, uh
- Timbaland - w/ ad libs] C'mon baby the hold up You carryin me your school folder I your dinner, not your cold cuts Why you keep me the cold shoulder? (Shorty)
C'mon what's the hold up You carryin me like your folder I your dinner, not your cold cuts Why you keep givin me the shoulder? (Cause I'm fly)
[Verse 1 - When I'm in my room, sometimes I stare at the wall And I think of them when you was lickin my balls I never in your face, you said you hated the taste a disgrace, I'd rather put my cum inside your weight plate You comfortable now? You need your toes I'm oblaged to rub 'em down, first I put on da your favorite song, you need to take off the thong Go head, nibble on my neck, your doin it We could be doin it, and it, and doin it wild I wanna lick on you and lick on you, I like when you I'll be in town next week, can I keep an Twelve pack of Lifestyles is my choice of See I'm more pimperific, let me be more specific On a scale of one to ten, my sex is so It's like I'm James "Superfreaky" things I put a hot dog in your bum that sure to you cum
[Verse 2 - Uh, it was a teenage love, a, a, a teenage And I told her, hurt me again like the vaughn a vo in my living room den Like it never took much to really get you back Just some college paper and my ball point pen Crackers, juice, and my cranberry Benz We my block and we do it again Now let's fast to my living room flo' Where we was and she speakin gettin about to go I slap broke my watch cause this ho She like the time wasn't right, she hugged me slow Uh, it was a love, a, a, a teenage love And I told her, hurt me again we live like The Ropers, "Three's Company" man, huh?
[Verse 3 - Tell me if she it and if not Girl is this your I never cum in second, some for camel lot And I was a kid, I used to fuck in the bushes Only I turn it down is when you don't use dush You got the "Eye of a Tiger" and pussy is fly It's a of Fame booty baby, gonna retire And I aspire to be penis of for you But we fuckin in the bed, let's cut in the living You likin my pimperation, do I your frustration? Never bein pleased, so you with masturbation I got a 'C' on my chest I'm super when cuttin Give me minutes, guarantee you'll be comin and cummin