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THE LYRIC OF CAN T NOBODY , TIMBALAND MAGOO'S SONG

 

 

The lyric of Can T Nobody, Timbaland Magoo's song

Timbaland
C mon ah what? Ahwhat?
C monahwhat? Ahwhat?
C monc monahwhat?
Ah1 Life 2 Livewhat?
Ahwhat?

1 Life
Livehuh? Yeah
Y all cats ain t readyI m just too much
When I was youngmy mamma said I used to cuss too much
If I ain t known you twenty yearsI don t trust you much
Roll with nuthin but thugs and hustlersyeah
I don t care if they crackin down
I mma drug graduate without the caps and gowns
I used to have a thing for buying gats and pounds
And I laugh in my rhymes cuz you cats is clowns

Babe Blue
Smash you downpatch you down
We take yo guns and we blast yo round
Pass the crown to the new female king
This is real dogyou nuthin but a Lee Nail thing

1 Life
Like the end of the world
We put it all to a stop and
Chicken heads and dimesyeahthey all gon flock
And you go against us and you all gonna flop
When we reignyou gon need more than a mop

All
1 - Can t nobody do it like we do
(What what what what what)
Can t nobody do it like we do
(What what what what)
Can t nobody do it like we do
(What what what what what)
Can t nobody do it like y all do
(What what what what)

When we spityo we never run outta rounds
This is lifeball not footballyou outta bounds
Since some of you people s houses I be cruisin around
Slow it down cuz I think that I m losing you now
For those that s not losttell y all hoe s to stop
Cuz the union is in heretoast it up
When they shoot you suppose to duck
Look at them by the bar posing drunk
(Say what?)

Babe Blue
We don t care who we toast in here
We get you for how much you gross this year
You not a punkyou suppose to fear
Better not come out until the coast is clear

1 Life
Totin beeryou hatin sayin how they get a deal that fast
But even without this rap game I still have cash
My mommy wears a money wizI m trickin buying Vickey Secret
Just to cover her punani hair

Repeat 1

Lil Man
Uh ohyou didn t think I was coming
My people can t stand for the little man
To rock without or with bad
I can determine what chu gon do
Are ya gon play it? Are ya gon move?
The party ain t gon start if ya don t dance
I don t care if you leavebut you still be my man
I don t get mad over silly pettyness
I say to hell with itsay oh well with it
Timbaland is known watch him make ya move ya feet
Make dope beatsrhyming sound so unique
His Beats are like Sean Archer and Caster Troy
Ya need the same identity to find how he soars
He s the wicked manthe wicked just begun
Call him Timbaland the resurrection
Clear-ese
Don t try to hide from ya fear
Clear-ese
Don t ya hear the set got in ya ear?
Clear-ese
This is the love man you re talking to
Clear-ese
His beats are dopeI try to tell you
Can t nobody see us in the nine eight
Or the nine nine
(Freaky freaky)
You re late
(Freaky) You re late
(Freaky) You re late
(Hey girls and guys)
You re late

Repeat 1
Repeat 1

Like y allthe public
Is y all the public
Ya do it so well
This goes out to y all
Quiet StormZ-man
1 Life 2 Live
Little Man
Wanna thank y all
For makin us
Who we are today

(feat. 1 Life 2 LiveLil Man)

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