Can We Do It Again

[Intro - Timbaland - talking]
This goes out
For all the people
That think I couldnt make it again
See what Im sayin
Were back at yall
Third time, (heh heh)
[Verse 1 - Timbaland]
Im killin em with this music Im innovatin
Penetratin your speakers, let me give you a demonstration (hu-huh)
You think that we aint 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 niggas cards
Quick as (hu-huh) I got a fool intoxicatin this hard liquor
Gimme the mic, Ill spit a killer verse thatll start with a (hu-huh)
I got ya bobbin your neck to this beat, dont it (hu-huh)
This right here make ya wreckin your Jeep, wont it (hu-huh)
People wonder when will we come with the same magic
That make the game disappear then enter, like I aint had it (hu-huh)
I actin gorilla with it, my game savage
You should push your album release back cause that things crappy (hu-huh)
The game aint been the same since my name happened
Timbaland and Magoo and Beat Club, who aint snappin
[Hook]
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 aint 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 dont 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
Im only about gettin money and stackin it up homie (hu-huh)
Im gettin serious, go head I dont wanna play
And when I finished with this one, I bet you gon wanna say (hu-huh)
The game aint been the same since my name happened
Timbaland and Magoo and Beat Club, who aint snappin
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - Magoo]
Ew we, my pimpin is pimpalicious
Im more than a rapper, eat my words Im 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 Im 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 Imma do it (hu-huh)
He ****in playin Tim, Imma ****in do it (hu-huh)
Im from the Lock West, a lot of them guns
I aint a killer but you ****ers 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 aint been the same since Tim name happen
Timbaland and Magoo and Beat Club, who aint snappin
[Hook]
(hu-huh)
(hu-huh)
(hu-huh)