(C'mon girl, I was just playing with you)
Ah, c'mon, ah
You would not believe it, c'mon, ah
What's going down right now, c'mon, ah
Holla! C'mon ah
You would not believe it, c'mon, ah
What's about to go down right now, c'mon, ah
C'mon, ah
C'mon, c'mon
Guess who's back, it's your favorite man
Thomas Crown, a.k.a. freaky Timbaland
I keep 'em twelve deep in the full-motion van
Mummies better not speak unless I say they can
Hon, what do you know about this guy?
I've been hittin' girls back since "Cooley High"
Groovy right, what are all you girls doing tonight?
Bumble bee, let's hum right on this flight
Hum on a flight? Nigga you're afraid of heights
Ms. Jade have you whining by the end of the night
Try and try and have 'em sick when I board the jet
Dough from bets, fuck around and saw off their necks
You heard me black? Squeaky-ass Cadillacs
I owe you one, you fuck around and owe me back
Got Franklin on the mind, shit I ain't gon' front
I'm a number one sinner, what-wha-wha-what?
Life is what you make it
I got plenty of big faces to spend on you, ooh-ooh
Life is what you make it
I got plenty of big faces to spend on you, in time
I'll be yo' penicillin, keeping my jimmy chilling
What more can I say? Top billing
Niggas got the feeling, I'm wack and I fell off
Said bird is the word, it's Charming and Mag's off?
Don't y'all see I ain't new to this game?
Got hoes in each town wanna swoon me for fame
But I get 'em for the cash, smoking up all the hash
Treat 'em like garbage, leaving 'em in the trash
Mag, I reckon you right, but it's my fucking night
X-5, Bing truck, high as a kite
Powder be white, Ms. Jade, powerful bite
Pet niggas make their asses ride the back of my bike
Pay for nuts and want for nada, I ain't bluffing
See me in the back of the club, steadily puffing
In time you will buy me this and that
Meanwhile, motherfucker better holla back
Life is what you make it
I got plenty of big faces to spend on you, ooh-ooh
Life is what you make it
I got plenty of big faces to spend on you, in time
Uh, c'mon ma, I saw you staring when I hit the door
You ain't gotta front boo, I know that shit ain't yours
I'm like Big out the Maximas and Acuras
Trust me sweets butt-cheeks, I'll be smacking up
And that shit's fo'sho'
What I really wanna say is, "Get your coat, let's go"
You've seen the whips outside, the fly one's mine
I'm with Tim and Mag, don't lie, take your time
Lie for what? Never been that type of chick
Rubber band around the wrist, be the type to grip
And flip the script, send your ass home all limp
Motherfucker you ain't know I'm a female pimp?
King Kong trips, riding all the latest whips
With a Corona in the holder, I'm the latest bitch
Yup, you could call me the greatest wench
Yup, when you fuck with the greatest clique
Life is what you make it
I got plenty of big faces to spend on you, ooh-ooh
Life is what you make it
I got plenty of big faces to spend on you, in time
Life is what you make it
I got plenty of big faces to spend on you, ooh-ooh
Life is what you make it
I got plenty of big faces to spend on you, in time
In time
In time, in time
In time, in time
In time, in time
In time, in time
In time, in time
