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Timbaland - We At It Again Lyrics
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[ Featuring Magoo ]

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, freaky

Timbaland never walk in a place he can't walk out of
Gettin' rude in the place with a gun on my waist
He just might pop out slugs
With a straight arm, bullets stomp through your Phat Farm
'Til 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, why'all KY'd up
Sometimes I park, on cars, I just hop right up
With the drop-top and the top dropped
And they mouth drops like, "What the"
Only deal with conjunction chicks
When I'm looking to hit they give me butt
Now who the man? Say Timbaland, what

Now off the top (off the top) (we at it again)
From the candy store to the coffee shop
(Coffee shop, candy store) (we at it again)
To your girl next door, to your boy next door
(To your girl next door) (we at it again)
To the one's at the club, to the people on the floor
(The one at the club and the ones on the floor) (we at it again)
Hit it one mo' gain

Turn me up, say
Off the top (off the top) (we at it again)
From the candy store to the coffee shop
(Candy store to the coffee shop) (we at it again)
To your girl next door, to your boy next door
(To your boy next door) (we at it again)
To the one's at the club, to the people on the floor
(Ones on the floor) (we at it again, at it again)

Gettin' a couple of you-
Got a, by the size of the elbow
Don't scream when it hurt, I'm a, machine
Fiend for cash, fiend for hash, Ginseng make it last
Push on her in the butt, not givin' a
Press your luck, ready to buck
I'm a bad muh-, when it comes to the show
F- your, don't hate Mag hate the flows
Two in the clip, ready to flip
I'm a bad muh- and I'm ready to trip
Y'all scared, y'all ready to dip
But you, wanting to slip
Then a fool like me come out with a thing on the hip
Get back in our ride, light you up in your driver side
Those seats, better be ready to hide
One in your leg, two in your side

Now off the top (off the top) (we at it again)
From the candy store to the coffee shop
(Coffee shop, candy store) (we at it again)
To your girl next door, to your boy next door
(Uh, the girl next door) (we at it again)
To the one's at the club, to the people on the floor
(The one at the club and the ones on the floor) (we at it again)
Hit it one mo' gain

Turn me up, say
Off the top (off the top) (we at it again)
From the candy store to the coffee shop
(Candy store to the coffee shop) (we at it again)
To your girl next door, to your boy next door
(To your boy next door) (we at it again)
To the one's at the club, to the people on the floor
(Ones on the floor) (we at it again, at it again) uh

So bad she never play these
I, trade these-
Brain, when I spit they give 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 cover the wrist
Check out some of the, that my dough can get
Woo, boy that's that, that I be (go)
Dippin' and poppin' the top and
These, and blockin', these, lovin' the dough
My youngins lovin' the flow
South, back on the roll
Ladies get back on the floor
Fellas keep throwin' them bows
This how a party should go

Now off the top (off the top) (we at it again)
From the candy store to the coffee shop
(Coffee shop, candy store) (we at it again)
To your girl next door, to your boy next door
(Uh, the girl next door) (we at it again)
To the one's at the club, to the people on the floor
(The one at the club and the ones on the floor) (we at it again)
Hit it one mo' gain

Turn me up, say
Off the top (off the top) (we at it again)
From the candy store to the coffee shop
(Candy store to the coffee shop) (we at it again)
To your girl next door, to your boy next door
(To your boy next door) (we at it again)
To the one's at the club, to the people on the floor
(Ones on the floor) (we at it again, at it again)

Now off the top (off the top) (we at it again)
From the candy store to the coffee shop
(Coffee shop, candy store) (we at it again)
To your girl next door, to your boy next door
(Uh, the girl next door) (we at it again)
To the one's at the club, to the people on the floor
(The one at the club and the ones on the floor) (we at it again)
Hit it one mo' gain

Turn me up, say
Off the top (off the top) (we at it again)
From the candy store to the coffee shop
(Candy store to the coffee shop) (we at it again)
To your girl next door, to your boy next door
(To your boy next door) (we at it again)
To the one's at the club, to the people on the floor
(Ones on the floor) (we at it again, at it again)
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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, freaky

Timbaland never walk in a place he can't walk out of
Gettin' rude in the place with a gun on my waist
He just might pop out slugs
With a straight arm, bullets stomp through your Phat Farm
'Til 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, why'all KY'd up
Sometimes I park, on cars, I just hop right up
With the drop-top and the top dropped
And they mouth drops like, "What the"
Only deal with conjunction chicks
When I'm looking to hit they give me butt
Now who the man? Say Timbaland, what

Now off the top (off the top) (we at it again)
From the candy store to the coffee shop
(Coffee shop, candy store) (we at it again)
To your girl next door, to your boy next door
(To your girl next door) (we at it again)
To the one's at the club, to the people on the floor
(The one at the club and the ones on the floor) (we at it again)
Hit it one mo' gain

Turn me up, say
Off the top (off the top) (we at it again)
From the candy store to the coffee shop
(Candy store to the coffee shop) (we at it again)
To your girl next door, to your boy next door
(To your boy next door) (we at it again)
To the one's at the club, to the people on the floor
(Ones on the floor) (we at it again, at it again)

Gettin' a couple of you-
Got a, by the size of the elbow
Don't scream when it hurt, I'm a, machine
Fiend for cash, fiend for hash, Ginseng make it last
Push on her in the butt, not givin' a
Press your luck, ready to buck
I'm a bad muh-, when it comes to the show
F- your, don't hate Mag hate the flows
Two in the clip, ready to flip
I'm a bad muh- and I'm ready to trip
Y'all scared, y'all ready to dip
But you, wanting to slip
Then a fool like me come out with a thing on the hip
Get back in our ride, light you up in your driver side
Those seats, better be ready to hide
One in your leg, two in your side

Now off the top (off the top) (we at it again)
From the candy store to the coffee shop
(Coffee shop, candy store) (we at it again)
To your girl next door, to your boy next door
(Uh, the girl next door) (we at it again)
To the one's at the club, to the people on the floor
(The one at the club and the ones on the floor) (we at it again)
Hit it one mo' gain

Turn me up, say
Off the top (off the top) (we at it again)
From the candy store to the coffee shop
(Candy store to the coffee shop) (we at it again)
To your girl next door, to your boy next door
(To your boy next door) (we at it again)
To the one's at the club, to the people on the floor
(Ones on the floor) (we at it again, at it again) uh

So bad she never play these
I, trade these-
Brain, when I spit they give 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 cover the wrist
Check out some of the, that my dough can get
Woo, boy that's that, that I be (go)
Dippin' and poppin' the top and
These, and blockin', these, lovin' the dough
My youngins lovin' the flow
South, back on the roll
Ladies get back on the floor
Fellas keep throwin' them bows
This how a party should go

Now off the top (off the top) (we at it again)
From the candy store to the coffee shop
(Coffee shop, candy store) (we at it again)
To your girl next door, to your boy next door
(Uh, the girl next door) (we at it again)
To the one's at the club, to the people on the floor
(The one at the club and the ones on the floor) (we at it again)
Hit it one mo' gain

Turn me up, say
Off the top (off the top) (we at it again)
From the candy store to the coffee shop
(Candy store to the coffee shop) (we at it again)
To your girl next door, to your boy next door
(To your boy next door) (we at it again)
To the one's at the club, to the people on the floor
(Ones on the floor) (we at it again, at it again)

Now off the top (off the top) (we at it again)
From the candy store to the coffee shop
(Coffee shop, candy store) (we at it again)
To your girl next door, to your boy next door
(Uh, the girl next door) (we at it again)
To the one's at the club, to the people on the floor
(The one at the club and the ones on the floor) (we at it again)
Hit it one mo' gain

Turn me up, say
Off the top (off the top) (we at it again)
From the candy store to the coffee shop
(Candy store to the coffee shop) (we at it again)
To your girl next door, to your boy next door
(To your boy next door) (we at it again)
To the one's at the club, to the people on the floor
(Ones on the floor) (we at it again, at it again)
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Writer: Garland Waverly Mosley, Melvin Lee Barcliff, Stephen Ellis Garrett, Timothy Z. Mosley
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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