Timbaland and magoo shenanigans lyrics

Hmmmmm (OW) (OH)



Hmmmmm (OW) (OH)



Hmmmmm (OW) (OH)



Hmmmmm, c'mon (OW)







Make them beats like you used to make (oh)



Now keep movin (oh) now keep movin (oh)



Make them beats like you used to make (woo)



(OOHHH), (c'mon)







[Verse 1 - Timbaland]



Timbaland done lost his mind (mind)



I think I'm about to cross the line (line)



And find me somethin that soft to find (find)



And hit it cause she swing right off the vine (oh)



You better hold me back, I told you that



I got enough heat to take your corners back



And I done took your freak, you want her back



(Well you can have that hooker, hooker, hooker) (c'mon)



I'm a dirty south nigga from the VA streets (oh)



And this is how I represent over this here beat (uh huh)



And y'all don't really wanna fuck with me



I don't care what y'all say, y'all stuck with me (alright now)



Now I got the place panicin (oh)



Timbaland and my dirty shenanigan (oh)



And I might put two in the sky (uh huh)



Like da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (woo)







[Chorus]



You better hold me back (oh)



You better hold me back (oh)



You better hold me back



Cause I'm full of shenanigans







(Oh) You better hold me back (oh)



You better hold me back (oh)



You better hold me back



Cause I'm full of shenanigans







[Verse 2 - Magoo]



Hold me back, cause rap sell more than crack



Stack my funds, my guns, take my quarters back



Don't resist I will put heat on the track



Matter of fact, we can take it off of wax



You and your team was livin the dream, somebody shake 'em



I can't hold on these dreams they won't wake 'em



Fuck face, the street is a car chase



Ew dead set, do what it take, to win the race



I erase my fear and don't reappear



I'ma go to the bar and take your beer, bitch



Nigga, I must make shit clear



Fuck around with Oo, I'll bite off your ear



You better do the same, I fight 'til your slain



On right just to bite, I'm tryna sever a vein



And I might put two in the sky



Like (da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da)







[Chorus]







[Verse 3 - Bubba Sparxxx]



Sucker live in fear of the day that I'm focused



Slow as he appear, it's clear I own this



Realm of Southern rap that despise to be competitive



North or northfolk, they jokes is our negligence



Sure they bounce to 112, I make a note of what sells



Down here the sign men don't promote it, look at us fail



Fuck it, I'ma just tell the truth as I perceive it



Most of them think our shit is useless, believe it



But me I got a love affair with all things Southern



The dirty is a territory y'all can't govern



We all ain't brothers, but this ain't the bitches neither



And all our rap songs ain't for bouncers drinkin either



Let me hit the reefer, 'fore I forgot to be the



Little old country white boy, get to spittin ether



Don't let this shit deceive ya, that cracker there crafty



I know you only heard me cause you have to stare at me (BITCH)







[Chorus]







(*humming continues*)







... full of shenanigans