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Knoc-Turn'al
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Have Fun
作词:Royal Rosheam Harbor, T Mosley
Come on, can you feel me now? Uh, can you feel me now? Yo, can you feel me now? Uh, uh, can you feel me now?
Everyone ready for this one They didn't know that Timbaland could go From the East Coast to the West Coast You know Knoc
It's the Knoc (Ha, ha, ha) It's the Knoc, hit the block Hittin' them corners on dub two's, you stop They used to hate me now they scream Knoc's a whole lot (Yeah)
Ran from me now they beg me to blow spot (What) Meet a bitch (Aha) Sown she go (Aha) Lick a nigga (Aha) Head to toe (Aha)
Call me pop-a-long, back strong, grab toes Knockin' three hoes, dippin' in the low-low (Whoo) Knoc's the weapon, Tim's the beats (The beats) Runnin' ya country, the street block gets hot (Ow)
Walk on the block and hate when niggaz change face Used to be down but now they all act fake (Yeah) Fuck 'em (What) Forget 'em, leave 'em alone Outlive 'em, purchase a home (Yeah nigga)
In the zone, keep the heat on I love to make red bones moan Looking like zones ('Cause what)
I (I, I, I, I, I) 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Just wanna have fun (Just wanna have fun) You can't be serious man (Yes, I am baby)
I (I, I, I, I, I) Just wanna have fun (Just wanna have fun) You can't be serious man (Yes, I am baby)
See me now, see me later On the town, pimp suit, black gators I get around, read my two-way pager Smoke a ounce, stay out to get paper (Come on) Be out not [unverified]get closer With game I lace her, no rock, no chaser
Tim, Knoc, shit's over Knockin' them, four leaf clover Knoc the rhythm, Tim's the bass Shake ya ass, bones ache (Whoo)
Baby, I ain't done till I'm at the earthquake Won't you calm down, chill, for heaven's sakes? Came to my home and showed up in all lace (Uh) We can get it on, freak zone, high stakes
I (I, I, I, I, I) Just wanna have fun (Just wanna have fun) You can't be serious man (Yes, I am baby)
I (I, I, I, I, I) Just wanna have fun (Just wanna have fun) You can't be serious man (Yes, I am baby)
We can go get blowed, smoke dro and mack hoes Leave with a few in all black tight leather That's your girl homie, naw man I just met her Hips and ass fully blown, right skin, nice tone Game tight, fully chrome
[Unverified] No pillow, no sheets, a pro, a freak, a hoe heap Put it down, hold the ground down on your street While I put it down and ride for L-A-C
Can handle most of the C's but can't fuck with me I'm glad y'all feel the way I rap and ride the beat Get your freak on, live a little, have a drink Till the next time I bring some confidential heat
I (I, I, I, I, I) Just wanna have fun (Just wanna have fun) You can't be serious man (Yes, I am baby)
I (I, I, I, I, I) Just wanna have fun (Just wanna have fun) You can't be serious man (Yes, I am baby)
I (I, I, I, I, I) Just wanna have fun (Just wanna have fun) You can't be serious man (Yes, I am baby)
I (I, I, I, I, I) Just wanna have fun (Just wanna have fun) You can't be serious man (Yes, I am baby)
You can't be serious man Yes, I am baby, yes I am Yes, I am baby, yes I am Yes, I am baby, yes I am You can't be serious man
What you got here is another Timbo classic Ya heard me? Ha, ha, Knoc-turn'al, Tim Now you put that together, hm, you do the math baby Sick, sick, sick, sick
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