I Get It On lyrics

Artist  : Timbaland 
Song : I Get It On



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featuring Bassey

What's up
Jack?

[Lil' Man]
This goes out uh
huh
It goes out uh huh
To all the B Biters
huh? What?
Timbaland got something to say
ya'll
Check him out
This is the lil' man
speaking right now
Yo Timbaland kick
it

[Timb]
If it's money to be made I
guess I'm the printer
If it's ice to be rocked
I guess I'm the winner
You know my crew
Ginuwine not the pretender
One in a million
like Aaliyah
Burn like Gonorrhea, what?
I
beat the beater, snares everywhere
Cris' like
the diamonds in the watch on my
wrist
Audiences growing like a newborn
You
must be on some new and improved
Lyrically I
murder tracks, put two in a crew
Tell me, who
wanna mo'
Catch me in the studio, what? Doing
a do
Give me 10 minutes, I'll hook you up with
joint that's mean
>From New York, VA to Cali,
all points in between

Timbo I even bowed
it down in NO
And every corner that I
flow
You know I get it on
Timbo, I even
bowed it down in NO
And every corner that I
flow
I get it on

[Lil' Man]
Can you
get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um
hmm)
Where all the playa haters at? (Um
hmm)
Now point 'em out (Um hmm)

Can we
get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um
hmm)
Where all the playa haters at? (Um
hmm)
Now point 'em out (Um
hmm)

[Timb]
I'm the top nigga, watch
nigga, hot nigga, yo (Yo)
Shit that I dropped,
nonstop nigga, whoa (Whoa)
Meet the futuristic
unpredicted by the psych (Uh huh)
Either
nigga's vibe or they make shit light
(Whew)
Hip to the hop when I came in the do'
(What?)
Missy went platinum then I came in
some mo' (What?)
Aaliyah, then Ginuwine, Mag
and two O's (Uh huh)
Outside production on
Coko and Total
Fugitive wanna buy the man for
real
Got warrrents beats and program to
kill
Timbaland nigga, and I'm Ill
Don't
believe me? Take the back of your hand and
feel

I'm burnin' up, yo, can't stop my
flow
I'm burnin' up, ya'll can't stop my
dough
Im burnin' up, up top and down south
they know
When it come to these beats I don't
play, yo
I get it on

[Lil' Man]
Can
I get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um
hmm)
Where all the playa haters at? (Um
hmm)
Now point 'em out, yeah (Um
hmm)

Can we get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya
hands up? (Um hmm)
Where all the playa haters
at? (Um hmm)
Now point 'em out (Um hmm)
Now
she's gon' point 'em out, check
it

[Bassey]
I come sweeter than a two
seater Benz
Have your pockets wide open, have
you spendin' on friends
It never ends,
expensive indeed
Without the C's, lavish
habits love the carats
Nigga's with mad
weaves
Spendin' money ain't nuthin'
Nigga's
who style frontin'
And then pretend ya gettin'
old
Nigga, we let you know, diamond
district
Platinum Rolex's with the chips in
it
Money to burn, nigga when will you
learn
It's automatic, now I realize I gotta
have
Lifestyles of the rich, that fly assed
bitch
There's a track to be ripped, I got the
hot shit
Check the whip, I'm banging from my
land to my six
Had you screamin' at the show
saying Bassey's a hit
I got the gift and
nigga's know I'm ready for this
Eyes closed,
lips sealed, and prepare for the
kiss

[Timb & Lil' Man]
And I told ya'll
we won't miss, what?

[Lil Man]
Did she
get it on? (Um hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um
hmm)
Where all the playa haters at? (Um
hmm)
Now point 'em out (Um hmm)
Point 'em
out, what?

Did she get it on? (Um
hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where all
the playa haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point 'em
out, yeah (Um hmm)

Can I get it on? (Um
hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where all
the playa haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point 'em
out, uh (Um hmm)

Can he get it on? (Um
hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where all
the playa haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point 'em
out nigga (Um hmm)
Now point 'em out,
what?

Now let's ride, yeah boo

Yo,
Timbaland
People don't understand how you do
these beats, yo
Ha, even I don't
understand
You know people always tryin' to
bite you
And made stuff like you
You da man
right now
I ain't mad at cha
Play on playa