Versuri 08. Can We Do It Again

[Intro - Timbaland - talking] 
This goes out 
 
 
For all the people 
 
That think I couldn't make it again 
 
See what I'm sayin 
We're back at y'all 
 
 
Third time, (heh heh) 
 
 
 
[Verse 1 - Timbaland] 
 
 
I'm killin 'em with this music I'm innovatin 
Penetratin your speakers, let me give you a demonstration (hu-huh) 
 
You think that we ain't hear the statement you hatin 
 
 
I hit the strip in the Bentley, feel me?, you walkin and waitin sayin 
(hu-huh) 
 
Me and Maganoo hittin 'em hard 
 
Got them feelin the nod, just because we pull niggaz cards 
 
Quick as (hu-huh) I got a fool intoxicatin this hard liquor 
 
Gimme the mic, I'll spit a killer verse that'll start with a (hu-huh) 
 
I got ya bobbin your neck to this beat, don't it (hu-huh) 
 
This right here make ya wreckin your Jeep, won't it (hu-huh) 
 
People wonder when will we come with the same magic 
 
That make the game disappear then enter, like I ain't had it (hu-huh) 
 
I actin gorilla with it, my game savage 
 
You should push your album release back cause that thing's crappy (hu-huh) 
 
The game ain't been the same since my name happened 
 
Timbaland and Magoo and Beat Club, who ain't snappin 
 
 
 
[Chorus] 
Can you do it again? 
 
 
We gon' do it again 
 
I said, can we do it again? 
 
We gon' do it again 
 
Can we do it again? 
 
We gon' do it again 
I said, can we do it again? 
 
 
(OW!) 
 
 
 
Can we do it again? 
 
We gon' do it again 
I said, can we do it again? 
 
We gon' do it again 
 
 
Can we do it again? 
 
We gon' do it again 
 
I said, can we do it again? 
 
(OW!) (hu-huh) 
 
 
 
[Verse 2 - Timbaland] 
 
Still spittin and killin 'em softly 
I hear what you sayin, but overall you lost me (hu-huh) 
 
 
Even though my neck and wrist all glossy 
 
And my truck big as an armored tank, I ain't all flossy (hu-huh) 
 
You could copy or hate on my style 
 
Steppin it up, you been copyin or hate for a while (hu-huh) 
 
I hit the leather, get the meters to peakin 
 
I lay my vocals and let Jimmy D, tweak 'em and freak 'em, some like (hu-huh) 
 
You don't think we can do it again, do ya? (hu-huh) 
 
 
Did it before and we can do it again to ya (hu-huh) 
You better love me, she be backin it up on me 
 
I'm only about gettin money and stackin it up homie (hu-huh) 
 
I'm gettin serious, go 'head I don't wanna play 
 
And when I finished with this one, I bet you gon' wanna say (hu-huh) 
 
The game ain't been the same since my name happened 
 
Timbaland and Magoo and Beat Club, who ain't snappin 
 
 
 
[Chorus] 
 
 
 
[Verse 3 - Magoo] 
 
Ew we, my pimpin is pimpalicious 
 
I'm more than a rapper, eat my words I'm so nutritious (hu-huh) 
 
Them other rappers come with that heat talk 
 
I talk about us baby in them sheets for sweet talk (hu-huh) 
 
But if ya feelin froggy and he leap 
 
I fill 'em up with bullets, then the grum reaper gon' reap (hu-huh) 
 
You think I'm puttin cover that bird shit 
 
I have you barely breathin out your mouth on a curb bitch (hu-huh) 
 
And if you keep talkin, then I'ma do it (hu-huh) 
 
He fuckin playin Tim, I'ma fuckin do it (hu-huh) 
 
I'm from the Lock West, a lot of them guns 
I ain't a killer but you fuckers makin Oo into one, son (hu-huh) 
 
 
So give me mine and you can take yours 
 
It was Missy, Tim, and The Nepts who startin openin doors, whore (hu-huh) 
 
The game ain't been the same since Tim name happen 
 
Timbaland and Magoo and Beat Club, who ain't snappin 
 
 
 
[Chorus] 
 
 
 
 
(hu-huh) 
(hu-huh) 
 
(hu-huh)