
Round Da Way Tim Timbaland
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Hello America, Timbo is back
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It’s Timbo, Timmy T/
I live in Miami still rep the VA beach/
Moving at light speed, who you know just like me/
A simple black man who own a private island/
Boss man is Iovine, gas house and Verizon/
Don’t fly in nothing less than a gulf stream/
There’s one more thing about me, niggas gone doubt me/
Because the Timbaland brand holds a lot of clout, G/
Come on girl lets go play housie, take these drugs get drowsy/
When the feeling come on give me some top piece/
I know that’s really not me but a nigga really horny/
I do a lot of nasty shit without a warning/
Come on come on hold me, shake that shit for me/
Cause in bed you ride that shit like a horsey/
Oh oh oh oh oh Lordy, let’s change up the story/
I’m too rich for y’all niggas to ignore me/
I don’t do it for glory, but a nigga love Porches/
A nigga will never sell his soul to sorcery/
Mom and dad divorces, that’s what split up the most list/
It made me so strong and it forced me/
To watch my haters closely, why blogs is so nosy?/
If you know something bout me nigga then show me/
You talking to the old me, ain’t ain’t ain’t that right, Steve?/
Tell them bitch haters to meet us up in Paris/
SV, Shock Value
Check it…
It’s Timbo, Timmy T/
I live in Miami still rep the VA beach/
Moving at light speed, who you know just like me/
A simple black man who own a private island/
Boss man is Iovine, gas house and Verizon/
Don’t fly in nothing less than a gulf stream/
There’s one more thing about me, niggas gone doubt me/
Because the Timbaland brand holds a lot of clout, G/
Come on girl lets go play housie, take these drugs get drowsy/
When the feeling come on give me some top piece/
I know that’s really not me but a nigga really horny/
I do a lot of nasty shit without a warning/
Come on come on hold me, shake that shit for me/
Cause in bed you ride that shit like a horsey/
Oh oh oh oh oh Lordy, let’s change up the story/
I’m too rich for y’all niggas to ignore me/
I don’t do it for glory, but a nigga love Porches/
A nigga will never sell his soul to sorcery/
Mom and dad divorces, that’s what split up the most list/
It made me so strong and it forced me/
To watch my haters closely, why blogs is so nosy?/
If you know something bout me nigga then show me/
You talking to the old me, ain’t ain’t ain’t that right, Steve?/
Tell them bitch haters to meet us up in Paris/
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