We At It Again Lyrics - Singles - Timbaland

(Timbaland) 

Bounce! 

Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk (Ladies) 

Bounce wit' me, bounce wit' me (Fellas, uh, uh) 

Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk (Now ladies) 

Bounce wit' me, bounce wit' me (Freaky fellas, ah) 

Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk (Now ladies) 

Bounce wit' me, bounce wit' me (Freaky fellas) 

Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk (Freaky, freaky now ladies) 

Freaky, freaky, freaky 

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Timbaland never walk in a place 

He can't walk out of 

Gettin' rude in the place 

With a gun in my waist 

I just might pop out slugs 

With a straight arm 

Bullets stomp through your Phat Farm till the animals jump out of 

No justifications 

While my song question like that Jigga What? 

I'm the cause that the thugs gon' fight 

In the club so tight, y'all KY'd up 

Sometimes I fall, on cars I just hop right up 

With the drop top and the top dropped 

And your mouth drops like 

"WHAT THE {FUCK?}" 

Only deal with conjunction chicks 

When I'm looking to hit 

They give me butt 

Now who da man, say Timbaland! 

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(Lil' Man) 

Now off the top, off the top 

(We at it again) 

From the candy store to the coffee shop 

(We at it again) 

To your girl next door, to your boy next door 

(We at it again) 

To the one's at the club 

To the people on the floor 

(We at it again) 

Hit in one mo' gin 

Now say off the top, off the top 

(We at it again) 

From the candy store to the coffee shop 

(We at it again) 

To your girl next door, to your boy next door 

(We at it again) 

To the people at the club 

To the one's on the floor 

(We at it again, at it again) 

Yeah gettin' a couple of you hoes 

Gotta {dick} by the size of the elbow 

Don't scream with it hurt 

I'm a {fucking} maching 

Fiend for cash, fiend for hash 

Ginseng make it last 

Push on her in the butt 

Not giving a nigga love 

Press your luck, ready to buck 

I'm a bad {motherfucker} when it comes to the show 

{Fuck} y'all don't hate Mag hate the flows 

Two in the clip ready to pimp 

I'm a bad {motherfucker} and I'm ready to trip 

Y'all scared {motherfucker} y'all ready to dip 

But you niggas keep wanting to slip 

Then a fool like me come out with a thang on the hip 

Get back in our ride, legs are up in your driver side 

Those seats lookin' like you better be ready to hide 

One in your leg, two in your side 

(Lil' Man) 

Now off the top, off the top 

(We at it again) 

From the candy store to the coffee shop 

(We at it again) 

To your girl next door, to your boy next door 

(We at it again) 

To the one's at the club 

To the people on the floor 

(We at it again) 

Hit in one mo' gin 

Now say off the top, off the top 

(We at it again) 

From the candy store to the coffee shop 

(We at it again) 

To your girl next door, to your boy next door 

(We at it again) 

To the people at the club 

To the one's on the floor 

(We at it again, at it again) 

Uh, Sebastian never play niggas 

I fuckin' just trade me some niggas 

Fuck up my brain when she steady giving me brain in the whip 

Never hit just ball legit 

Give her diamonds so big she can't ball up her fist 

With designers so big shirts crop at the wrist 

Look at some of the shit that my dough can get 

Whoo! Boy that's that shit! 

That I be dippin' and poppin' the top and 

These bitches? and blockin' 

These niggas lovin' the dough 

My youngins lovin' the flow 

South people back on the roll 

Ladies get back on the floor 

Fellas keep throwin' the bowls 

This how a party should go 

(Lil' Man) 

Now off the top, off the top 

(We at it again) 

From the candy store to the coffee shop 

(We at it again) 

To your girl next door, to your boy next door 

(We at it again) 

To the one's at the club 

To the people on the floor 

(We at it again) 

Hit in one mo' gin 

Now say off the top, off the top 

(We at it again) 

From the candy store to the coffee shop 

(We at it again) 

To your girl next door, to your boy next door 

(We at it again) 

To the people at the club 

To the one's on the floor 

(We at it again, at it again)