Текст, перевод и аккорды “I Get It On”
- Whats up jack? [lil man] This goes out, uh huh It goes out, uh huh To all the b-biters, huh? what? Timbaland got something to say yall Check him out This is the lil man speaking right now Yo, timbaland, kick it [timb] If its money to be made, I guess Im the printer If its ice to be rocked, I guess Im the winner You know my crew, ginuwine, not the pretender One in a million like aaliyah Burn like gonorrhea, what? I beat the beater, snares everywhere Cris like the diamonds in the watch on my wrist Audiences growing like a newborn You must be on some new and improved Lyrically I murder tracks, put two in a crew Tell me, who wanna mo Catch me in the studio, what? doing a do Give me 10 minutes, Ill hook you up with joint thats mean >from new york, va to cali, all points in between Timbo I even bowed it down in no And every corner that I flow You know I get it on Timbo, I even bowed it down in no And every corner that I flow I get it on [lil man] Can you get it on? (um hmm) Are ya hands up? (um hmm) Where all the playa haters at? (um hmm) Now point em out (um hmm) Can we get it on? (um hmm) Are ya hands up? (um hmm) Where all the playa haters at? (um hmm) Now point em out (um hmm) [timb] Im the top nigga, watch nigga, hot nigga, yo (yo) Shit that I dropped, nonstop nigga, whoa (whoa) Meet the futuristic unpredicted by the psych (uh huh) Either niggas vibe or they make shit light (whew) Hip to the hop when I came in the do (what? ) Missy went platinum then I came in some mo (what? ) Aaliyah, then ginuwine, mag and two os (uh huh) Outside production on coko and total Fugitive wanna buy the man for real Got warrrents beats and program to kill Timbaland nigga, and Im ill Dont believe me? take the back of your hand and feel Im burnin up, yo, cant stop my flow Im burnin up, yall cant stop my dough Im burnin up, up top and down south they know When it come to these beats I dont play, yo I get it on [lil man] Can I get it on? (um hmm) Are ya hands up? (um hmm) Where all the playa haters at? (um hmm) Now point em out, yeah (um hmm) Can we get it on? (um hmm) Are ya hands up? (um hmm) Where all the playa haters at? (um hmm) Now point em out (um hmm) Now shes gon point em out, check it [bassey] I come sweeter than a two seater benz Have your pockets wide open, have you spendin on friends It never ends, expensive indeed Without the cs, lavish habits love the carats Niggas with mad weaves Spendin money aint nuthin Niggas who style frontin And then pretend ya gettin old Nigga, we let you know, diamond district Platinum rolexs with the chips in it Mmoney to burn, nigga when will you learn Its automatic, now I realize I gotta have Lifestyles of the rich, that fly assed bitch Theres a track to be ripped, I got the hot shit Check the whip, Im banging from my land to my six Had you screamin at the show saying basseys a hit I got the gift and niggas know Im ready for this Eyes closed, lips sealed, and prepare for the kiss [timb & lil man] And I told yall we wont miss, what? [lil man] Did she get it on? (um hmm) Are ya hands up? (um hmm) Where all the playa haters at? (um hmm) Now point em out (um hmm) Point em out, what? Did she get it on? (um hmm) Are ya hands up? (um hmm) Where all the playa haters at? (um hmm) Now point em out, yeah (um hmm) Can I get it on? (um hmm) Are ya hands up? (um hmm) Where all the playa haters at? (um hmm) Now point em out, uh (um hmm) Can he get it on? (um hmm) Are ya hands up? (um hmm) Where all the playa haters at? (um hmm) Now point em out nigga (um hmm) Now point em out, what? Now lets ride, yeah boo Yo, timbaland People dont understand how you do these beats, yo Ha, even I dont understand You know people always tryin to bite you And made stuff like you You da man right now I aint mad at cha Play on playa
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