Joy lyrics

Artist  : Ginuwine Amp Timbaland 
Song : Joy



 Send "Joy" Ringtone to your Cell 

 
[Timbaland]



 Sup party people?Huh



 How y'all doin?



 Me and Magoo gonna chill on the track, haha



 Let my man Ginuwine bring it in, like this,
uhh



 



 



 [Ginuwine]



 I know I sound bold



(what's your favorite position?)



 Not every player's cold, nooo baby



(that's a superstition)



 I'd like to take a hold, of you, baby



(ask me for permission)



 I won't even tell a soul, ohhh



(once you feign submission)



 We'll go on an Isley track, yeahh yeah



(would you like that production)



 and I will massage your back, baby girl



(that's called my seduction)



 I'm headed down this life, soon



 (listen up my instruction)



 Baby you need to relax, sit back [sit back]



 Cause I wanna bring you joy, joyyyyy baby



(joy.... JOY, JOY, JOY)



 Every day, and every night, joyyy



(JOY, JOYyyyyy JOY)



 Yeahh joyyy, c'mon, I wanna give you joy baby



(joy.... JOY, JOY, JOY)



 Joyy, c'mon, joyyy



(JOY, JOYyyyyy JOY)



 



 



 I'll say it's lost when you're fast girl



(you can't have your perfection)



 C'mon now girl, baby don't close your eyees
ladyyy



(cause you see my reflection)



 And even though I knowww your shineee



(make no signs of reflection)



 I see that you're willing to tryyyy



(you're headed in my direction)



 I wanna bring you joyy, joy joy joy joy joy joy
joy



(joy.... JOY, JOY, JOY)



 You hear me baby, I wanna bring you joy,
joyyhoyyyjoy



(JOY, JOYyyyyy JOY)



 [Hah, oooohhhh, like that, hella joy, I got
plenty joy]



 In the morning, joy, joyyyyy, joy



(joy.... JOY, JOY, JOY)



 Joyyy, joy joy, hah



(JOY, JOYyyyyy JOY)



 [Uhh, uhh uhh]



 



 



 Out of all my candy coated cooters, you my
Almond Joy



 You can be my boy, my little toy, I'm a
Freakazoid



 I can't fight the feelin cause the feelin got me
fightin fast



 Gimme twenty minutes, I'ma be to see that ass



 Cause after the last time, we started fightin
fire



 You be my Queen, fiend-da-deen-deen, I'll be
your supplier



 This ain't no carbon copy hoe this is the real
thang



 Young mack, on the attack, girl you can't
complain



 



 



 It's gonna be (it's gonna be)



 Beeee (be be be be be be be be so live)



 *repeat 4X*



 



 



(singers provide "Joy... JOY, JOY, JOY" chorus to
end)



 Joy, joy, joy



 All about joy to you



 Ohh, joy, joy in the morning



 In the evening, joy



 Late in the midnight hour, joy



 Joy, joyyohhhohhyjoy



 Ayyayayyyyayy, joy



 Oahahhahahahahah, ahahahahahaha, joy



 Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh



 Joyy, joyyyyy



 Joyyyy all the time y'all, joy



 Joyy, joyy



 Joyyyyy that you can feel



 Joyy, joyy



 All that we even need is joy y'all



 Joyy, joyy



 Just a little bit, just a little bit



 ofjoyy, joyy *fades*