Clock Strikes Lyrics - Singles - Timbaland & Magoo

See, them other crews could not figure me 

It's the Mag and double ooh, got that fat CD 

Buck a crystal, hit a nigga with my club Willy 

Fake MC's getting assed like they eatin' chili 

Only way they seem to rap is if they got a Philly 

Maybe I'm Nicole Brown 'cause you really kill me 

Got away with hittin' me but you ain't O.J. 

I'm 'bout to shake up the world like Cassius Clay 

When I bumble, watch your back 'cause I sting like bee 

This ain't the Wild Wild West and you ain't Kool Moe Dee 

Watch a movie, now, you think that you really Joe Pesci 

You don't want beef with me, like a diaper I'm messy 

I'm that laid back brother they call Timbaland 

I drive a 850, sometimes a 3-2 Mazda van 

You can catch me standin' in my B-boy stance 

Or catch me at home watchin' 'Who's the Man?' 

They call robber 'cause I pack much heat 

Don't call me now, because they dig the way I speak 

I'm like a genie because I've been trapped in a bottle 

I've got more stunts, than that nigga Desperado 

Come, follow a mad brother where'll there be no sun 

Tomorrow you be sayin', when can we meet? 

My office hours are nine to five 

Ain't that right Maganoo, Maganoo? Right 

When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah 

They'll be dancin', through the night 

When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah 

They'll be dancin', through the night 

Now gimme that and run with the 

Party people, are you ready for Tim and Maganoo? 

As we come, rum and Coke, won't you kick a verse two 

Yo I'm 'bout to get it started like I'm Hammer then I farted 

You retarded if you thinkin' Brandy really broken hearted 

I departed doin' dirt, lookin' up your girl's skirt 

Keep it Steve Martin style, bustin' loose like jerk 

I get up like town, gimme, don't say no more 

Got them scars on my face 'cause my health be poor 

You Milli Vanilli, I'm Kurtis Blow like eighty-fo' 

No, I don't want your girl, she be suckin' my big toe 

You get death like row, I take a beanie then I jet 

Peace to Tupac 'cause he was dope as it get 

Twisted but you ain't Keith Sweat and shit got hot 

Make a block then make a circle then I rock that spot 

The rappin' Don, I make a dyke go straight 

If you think I'm cute then you up too late 

Make no mistake, I'm a question with no answer 

Riddle me like the Joker get burnt like JoJo dancer 

When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah 

They'll be dancin', through the night 

When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah 

They'll be dancin', through the night 

When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah 

They'll be dancin', through the night 

When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah 

They'll be dancin', through the night