Can't Nobody Lyrics - Tim's Bio: Life From Da Bassment - Timbaland

C'mon ah what? Ah, what? 

C'mon, ah, what? Ah, what? 

C'mon, c'mon, ah, what? 

Ah, 1 Life 2 Live, what? Ah, what? 

Live, huh? Yeah, y'all cats ain't ready, I'm just too much 

When I was young, my mamma said I used to cuss too much 

If I ain't known you twenty years, I don't trust you much 

Roll with nuthin' but thugs and hustlers 

Yeah, I don't care if they crackin' down 

I'm a 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 

Smash you down, patch you down 

We take yo guns and we blast yo' round 

Pass the crown to the new female king 

This is real dog, you nuthin' but a Lee Nail thing 

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Like the end of the world we put it all to a stop and 

Chicken heads and dimes, yeah, they all gon' flock 

And you go against us and you all gonna flop 

When we reign, you gon' need more than a mop 

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 spit, yo we never run outta rounds 

This is life ball not football, you 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 

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For those that's not lost, tell y'all hoe's to stop 

'Cuz the union is in here, toast it up 

When they shoot you suppose to duck 

Look at them by the bar posing drunk 

(Say what?) 

We don't care who we toast in here 

We get you for how much you gross this year 

You not a punk, you suppose to fear 

Better not come out until the coast is clear 

Totin' beer, you hatin', sayin' how they get a deal that fast 

But even without this rap game I still have cash 

My mommy wears a money whiz, I'm trickin' buying Vicky Secret 

Just to cover her punani hair 

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) 

Uh oh, you 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 leave, but you still be my man 

I don't get mad over silly pettiness 

I say to hell with it, say oh, well with it 

Timbaland is known watch him make ya move ya feet 

Make dope beats, rhyming sound so unique 

His beats are like Sean Archer and Castor Troy 

Ya need the same identity to find how he soars 

He's the wicked man, the 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 dope, I 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 

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) 

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) 

Like y'all, the public is y'all the public 

Ya do it so well this goes out to y'all 

Quiet Storm, Z-man, 1 Life 2 Live, Little Man 

Wanna thank y'all for makin' us who we are today