Can`t Nobody lyrics ( Timbaland )
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Artist : Timbaland Song : Can`t Nobody
featuring 1 Life 2 Live Lil'
Man
[Timbaland] C'mon ah what? Ah
what? C'mon ah what? Ah what? C'mon c'mon
ah what? Ah 1 Life 2 Live what? Ah
what?
[1 Life] Live huh? Yeah Y'all
cats ain't ready I'm just too much When I was
young my mamma said I used to cuss too much If
I ain't known you twenty years I don't trust you
much Roll with nuthin' but thugs and hustlers
yeah I don't care if they crackin'
down I'mma drug graduate without the caps and
gowns I used to have a thing for buying gats
and pounds And I laugh in my rhymes cuz you
cats is clowns
[Babe Blue] Smash you
down, patch you down We take yo guns and we
blast yo' round Pass the crown to the new
female king This is real dog, you nuthin' but
a lean out thing
[1 Life] Like the end
of the world We put it all to a stop
and Chicken heads and dimes, yeah, they all
gon' flock And you go against us and you all
gonna flop When we reign, you gon' need more
than a mop
[All] 1 - Can't nobody do it
like we do (What what what what what) Can't
nobody do it like we do (What what what
what) Can't nobody do it like we do (What
what what what what) Can't nobody do it like
y'all do (What what what what)
When we
spit, yo we never run outta rounds This is
lifeball not football, you outta bounds Since
some of you people's houses I be cruisin'
around Slow it down cuz I think that I'm
losing you now For those that's not lost, tell
y'all hoe's to stop Cuz the union is in here,
toast it up When they shoot you suppose to
duck Look at them by the bar posing
drunk (Say what?)
[Babe Blue] We
don't care who we toast in here We get you for
how much you gross this year You not a punk,
you suppose to fear Better not come out until
the coast is clear
[1 Life] Totin'
beer, you hatin', sayin' how they get a deal that
fast But even without this rap game I still
have cash My mommy wears a money wiz, I'm
trickin' buying Vickey Secret Just to cover
her punani hair
Repeat 1
[Lil'
Man] Uh oh, you didn't think I was
coming My people can't stand for the little
man To rock without or with bad I can
attempt, what chu gon' do? Are ya gon' play
it? Are ya gon' move? The party ain't gon'
start if ya don't dance I don't care if you
lead, but you still be my man I don't get mad
over silly pettyness I say to hell with it,
say oh advocate Timbaland is known watch him
make ya move ya feet Make dope beats, rhyming
a song so unique His beats are like shine,
aren't cha, and the cast is true Ya need the
same identity, define how he soars He's the
wicked man, the wicked just begun Call him
Timbaland the resurrection Now reach Don't
try to hide from ya feeling Clear-ese Don't
ya hear the set got in ya
ear? Clear-ese This is the love man you're
talking to Clear-ese His beats are dope, I
try to tell you Can't nobody see us in the
nine eight Or the nine nine (Freaky
freaky) You're late (Freaky) You're
late (Freaky) You're late (Hey girls and
guys) You're late
Repeat 1 Repeat
1
Like you, the public Is y'all the
public Ya do it so well This goes out to
y'all By Storm, Z-man 1 Life 2
Live Little Man wanna thank y'all For
makin' us Who we are today
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