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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Timbaland
Performer
Magoo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Timothy Mosley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Timbaland
Producer
Magoo
Producer
Lyrics
Uh, uh
I don't think they ready for this
Another Timbaland masterpiece
Uh, I don't think they ready, uh
Uh, Timbaland the funky beat maker (uh)
I be rockin' the U.S. and all of Jamaica (uh-huh)
I can make you dance, and shake your butt, and wiggle (uh-huh)
When it's hot outside, I eat popsicles (uh)
Check it, do you want to get freaky tonight? (Uh-huh)
I'm throwin' a house party and the stars at night (uh-huh)
All the ladies gonna be there in they tight skirts (uh-huh)
I'm gonna mingle a little and start to flirt (uh-huh)
Baby, don't get an attitude (uh-huh)
Or I have to throw your silly ass in the pool (uh-huh)
I don't got no time for the silly game (uh-huh)
Timb and Maganoo, I got all the game (what?)
Now that you are peepin' my style (uh-huh)
My kind of style that make you buckwild (say what?)
Throw your hands up in the sky (ah)
Pass me something, so we all get high (get high)
Now that you are peepin' my style (my style)
My kind of style that make you buckwild (buckwild, uh)
Throw your hands up in the sky (uh-huh)
Pass me something, so we all get high (check it), uh
Let's take it to another level (uh-huh)
One of my fantasies, it is love in pebble (uh-huh) (what?)
I want to take her on a cruise around the block
And make her say, "Don't stop, the body rock"
I want to take her on a cruise around the block
And make her say, "Don't stop, the body rock"
I want to take her on a cruise around the block
And make her say, "Don't stop, the body rock"
Check it, now I'm back to my basic rhythm (uh-huh)
Check out ill-ass flow I'm about to give him (uh-huh)
I'm a make him dance and make 'em shake they ass (uh-huh)
But not too slow and not too fast (uh-huh)
Timbaland ain't got nuthin' to prove (uh-huh)
I done did five years and pay my due
I got my mine Big E and Big Rodney (uh-huh)
Coming strong like the freaky freaky freaky on me (uh-huh)
I don't mean to brag, I don't mean to boast (uh-huh)
But I got baking me some of that good French toast (uh-huh)
Let me take it to another level, I'm the host (uh-huh)
As I can get freaky, fre-freaky-fre-freaky, oh
Now that you are peepin' my style (say what?)
My kind of style that make you buckwild (uh-huh)
Throw your hands up in the sky (in the sky)
Pass me something, so we all get high (get high)
Now that you are peepin' my style (my style)
My kind of style that make you buckwild (buckwild, uh)
Throw your hands up in the sky (in the sky)
Pass me something, so we all get high (uh-huh)
Now that you are peepin' my style (uh-huh)
My kind of style that make you buckwild (say what?)
Throw your hands up in the sky (uh-huh)
Pass me something, so we all get high (uh-huh)
Now that you are peepin' my style (my style)
My kind of style that make you buckwild (buckwild)
Throw your hands up in the sky (uh-huh)
Pass me something, so we all get high (uh-huh)
Da-da-da-da-dah (uh-huh)
Da-da-da-da-dah (wh-what?)
Da-da-da-da-dah
Da-da, da-da, da-da, dah
Da-da-da-da-dah (uh-huh)
Da-da-da-da-dah (uh-huh)
Da-da-da-da-dah (check it out)
Repeat, I said Timbaland the funky beat maker
I be rocking U.S. and all of Jamaica
I can make you dance, and shake your butt, and wiggle
When it's hot outside, I eat popsicles
Check it, do you want to get freaky tonight?
I'm throwin' a house party and the stars at night
All the ladies gonna be there in they tight skirts
I'm gonna mingle a little and start to flirt
Baby, don't get an attitude
Or I have to throw your silly ass in the pool
I ain't got no time for the silly game
'Cause Timb and Maganoo, we got all the game
All the game, all the game
Haha, I flippin' on all y'all like that
You know what I'm saying? Now, I got to be out
Two verses, the first verse repeats itself
Now that, now that you are peepin' my style, check it
Now that you are peepin' my style
My kind of style that make you buckwild (uh-huh)
Throw your hands up in the sky
Pass me something, so we all get high (uh-huh)
Now that you are peepin' my style
My kind of style that make you buckwild (uh-huh)
Throw your hands up in the sky
Pass me something, so we all get high (uh-huh)
Now that you are peepin' my style
My kind of style that make you buckwild (uh-huh)
Throw your hands up in the sky
Pass me something, so we all get high, ah!
Writer(s): Timothy Mosley, Melvin Barcliff
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