Up Jumps Da' Boogie

歌曲 Up Jumps Da' Boogie
歌手 Timbaland
专辑 Welcome to Our World

歌词

作词 : Barcliff, Elliott, Mosley ...
Give it up... we gon' show, you how we party
[timbaland (whispering)] up jumps da boogie (repeat 3x)
(repeat all 4x)
Verse one:magoo
I fiend for all beats, like girls jump for ********s
Don't salt the next man, keep that lindbergh ********t
Up in the cut, like gay ********z, in butt
I'm black wit indian, my race should be mutt
I cut with razor blades, play spades with aunt venus
E-valuate this rap, take heed a ******* genius
Up in the sky, up high, don't puff lye
Do you smoke crack sam? prepare to ******* die
******** crazy joe, my name is crazy flow
You thought i had eight, but i got ten mo'
Off beat and on beat, old school like beat street
I stink like pop's feet, make sweat wit no heat
Verse two: timbaland
I'm up on this track, like pam grier in movies
I heats up the beat, like water in a jacuzzi
I fly to l.a., then come back to virginia
Then call, maganoo, to see if he's got some indo
Then back to the crib to pick up my brother, g
G don't forget, to bring the house keys
Hops in the eight, five-oh now here we go
Please please, brother don't slam my car do'
It costs too much money to get that ********t fixed
I need all my money to pay my bills with
Don't have no time, for the shuckin and jivin
Peep my rhyme, cause that, ********t's off-timin
Verse three: missy
I'm in the marriott, the place to get got
After i smoke pot, he sticks me like shots
Funky like farts, connect tongues like dots
Lick his lollipop, this kid named scott
Me my hot self, my self be so hot
Touch my hot spot, i scream til i can't stop
Uhhhhhhhhhhhh (what, what?)
Give it to me daddy and
Uhhhhhhhhhhhh (what, what?)
Yup, yup like teddy
Teddy, ready with tha one two checka
No diggity, missy be the bedroom wrecka
Double decka, make you wanna beat your pecka
And then leave your ********, cause this uhhh! be better
Chorus: everybody
Give it up!
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me (repeat 4x)
Give it up! we gon' show, you how we party
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me (repeat 2x)
Give it up! we gon' show, you how we party
Verse four: magoo
Prepare to get wet, like jheri curl juice
You tight like virgin ********, my rap get you loose
I bump like ac-ne, take honey from a bee
My style is like a safe, without da ******* key
I cum cause i'm a nut, don't bleed when i'm cut
No fan of madonna, she just a damn slut
So sit you damn dog, and bow to my ********t
Nit-wit you stupid, i'm butter don't need grits
Make fits like seizure, lick ******** to please ya
I book then read ya, follow da leader
Like jews and chinese, i own your rap lease
The wackness must cease, prepare for yo' release
Verse five: timbaland
I'm up in these labels tryin to, handle my business
Been makin more beats before, jehovah had witness
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me
Brother brother, please, turn on the tv
See a black man dead, from a white man's powder
See a white man scared, from a black man's power
Back to reality, please don't freakin smile at me
This is a stick-up, so give up yo' wallet please
Verse six: missy
I'm the best, and that's b, and that's capital
I hang low like ********s, mc's wanna copy these many flows
Hoes, better back up, foe they get slapped up
Pack up and go tell mommy, that i backed up you
You you you, and your whole screw
What, whatcha whatcha whatcha gon' do uhh, what whatcha gon' do
To me, the m-i-double s-y-e
Wanna battle me, it's gonna be some tragedy
Chorus: everybody
Give it up! we gon' show, you how we party
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me (repeat 4x)
(repeat all 2x)
Give it up! we gon' show, you how we party
(repeat to fade)

拼音

zuò cí : Barcliff, Elliott, Mosley ...
Give it up... we gon' show, you how we party
timbaland whispering up jumps da boogie repeat 3x
repeat all 4x
Verse one: magoo
I fiend for all beats, like girls jump for s
Don' t salt the next man, keep that lindbergh t
Up in the cut, like gay z, in butt
I' m black wit indian, my race should be mutt
I cut with razor blades, play spades with aunt venus
Evaluate this rap, take heed a genius
Up in the sky, up high, don' t puff lye
Do you smoke crack sam?  prepare to die
crazy joe, my name is crazy flow
You thought i had eight, but i got ten mo'
Off beat and on beat, old school like beat street
I stink like pop' s feet, make sweat wit no heat
Verse two: timbaland
I' m up on this track, like pam grier in movies
I heats up the beat, like water in a jacuzzi
I fly to l. a., then come back to virginia
Then call, maganoo, to see if he' s got some indo
Then back to the crib to pick up my brother, g
G don' t forget, to bring the house keys
Hops in the eight, fiveoh now here we go
Please please, brother don' t slam my car do'
It costs too much money to get that t fixed
I need all my money to pay my bills with
Don' t have no time, for the shuckin and jivin
Peep my rhyme, cause that, t' s offtimin
Verse three: missy
I' m in the marriott, the place to get got
After i smoke pot, he sticks me like shots
Funky like farts, connect tongues like dots
Lick his lollipop, this kid named scott
Me my hot self, my self be so hot
Touch my hot spot, i scream til i can' t stop
Uhhhhhhhhhhhh what, what?
Give it to me daddy and
Uhhhhhhhhhhhh what, what?
Yup, yup like teddy
Teddy, ready with tha one two checka
No diggity, missy be the bedroom wrecka
Double decka, make you wanna beat your pecka
And then leave your , cause this uhhh! be better
Chorus: everybody
Give it up!
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me repeat 4x
Give it up! we gon' show, you how we party
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me repeat 2x
Give it up! we gon' show, you how we party
Verse four: magoo
Prepare to get wet, like jheri curl juice
You tight like virgin , my rap get you loose
I bump like acne, take honey from a bee
My style is like a safe, without da key
I cum cause i' m a nut, don' t bleed when i' m cut
No fan of madonna, she just a damn slut
So sit you damn dog, and bow to my t
Nitwit you stupid, i' m butter don' t need grits
Make fits like seizure, lick to please ya
I book then read ya, follow da leader
Like jews and chinese, i own your rap lease
The wackness must cease, prepare for yo' release
Verse five: timbaland
I' m up in these labels tryin to, handle my business
Been makin more beats before, jehovah had witness
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me
Brother brother, please, turn on the tv
See a black man dead, from a white man' s powder
See a white man scared, from a black man' s power
Back to reality, please don' t freakin smile at me
This is a stickup, so give up yo' wallet please
Verse six: missy
I' m the best, and that' s b, and that' s capital
I hang low like s, mc' s wanna copy these many flows
Hoes, better back up, foe they get slapped up
Pack up and go tell mommy, that i backed up you
You you you, and your whole screw
What, whatcha whatcha whatcha gon' do uhh, what whatcha gon' do
To me, the midouble sye
Wanna battle me, it' s gonna be some tragedy
Chorus: everybody
Give it up!  we gon' show, you how we party
Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me repeat 4x
repeat all 2x
Give it up!  we gon' show, you how we party
repeat to fade