Timbaland
- Lobster & Scrimp
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featuring Jay Z
[Jay Z]
Yeah uh huh
Uh huh uh huh uh... yo!
Yi yea yeah
Yo Timbaland wh where Missy at?
(Ha ha right here Dawg) Geyeah
Uh huh uh huh uh
Uh huh yaknahmean? (Yeah)
Lobster shrimp nigga I'm a pimp nigga
Feel the game that I spit.. lobster shrimp nigga
Yeah c'mon
From the gutter to the rich
From holes in my clothes to the most butter shit
How's life what a bitch
Now I rock ice for the fuck of it
Your wife love my shit, know who you fuckin with?
Jay-hovah, 'fore I never got no play
Now these bitches wanna give me more head than Sade
(Say what?) Crisp in the 6 withcha bitch parlayed
I need privacy I pull up the back shade
Initials on the headrest, it's official
Style so sick I need bedrest, nigga I got issues
(Say what?) I hate fake bitches, "you gotta wait" bitches
"I don't know you, I don't fuck on the first date" bitches
(Is that right?) Hot shot niggaz, talk to the cop niggaz
"Money, that's my girl," cock block niggaz
See you in the club, and scheme on your watch niggaz
Talk a lot of shit with, no Glock niggaz
It's Jigga baby, let it be known
I'm the king, I could never be dethroned
Thank God
Uh-huh, yeah yeah yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yo
Is you a pimp nigga? (Yes I'm a pimp nigga)
Well spit the game nigga (Lobster and shrimp nigga)
Yo, ain't nuttin changed nigga, you know the name Jigga
And I came to put it down for y'all, what?
Call me, fitty plus, niggaz envious
Drop top, Jigga, leave em in the dust
You got a lot of crew, do any of em bust?
Hell no, Jigga off the
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