[Intro: TImbaland]
Buddy you can't be serious, man
Bring it in
Come on (Come on)
Uh (Uh)
Come on (Come on)
Uh (Uh)
Come on (Come on)
Uh (Uh)
Come on (Come on)
Uh
[Verse 1: Timbaland]
All my ladies, put up your vaseline
This a party, not a contest nor a fight scene
Come here, baby, won't you lick up on this ice cream
Come here, baby, won't you get with this A-team
'Cause we got plenty of bling, plenty of cars
Plenty of things, and honey, we all stars (huh)
See, I got the game, the game don't got me
See, I got the fame, the fame don't got me
Why you had to leave me this way?
I love you to this day
All I wanna see is big booties and big titties
And all sexy lingerie
You don't like me? You can go to hell
But I'm with five chicks, sippin zippindale
Laid up in the four seasons hotel
All my dawgs finished, let me hear ya yell
Buddy you can't be serious, man
Bring it in
Come on (Come on)
Uh (Uh)
Come on (Come on)
Uh (Uh)
Come on (Come on)
Uh (Uh)
Come on (Come on)
Uh
[Verse 1: Timbaland]
All my ladies, put up your vaseline
This a party, not a contest nor a fight scene
Come here, baby, won't you lick up on this ice cream
Come here, baby, won't you get with this A-team
'Cause we got plenty of bling, plenty of cars
Plenty of things, and honey, we all stars (huh)
See, I got the game, the game don't got me
See, I got the fame, the fame don't got me
Why you had to leave me this way?
I love you to this day
All I wanna see is big booties and big titties
And all sexy lingerie
You don't like me? You can go to hell
But I'm with five chicks, sippin zippindale
Laid up in the four seasons hotel
All my dawgs finished, let me hear ya yell
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