Ms. Jade - In Time lyrics
(C'mon girl, I was just playin with you) [Timbaland] Ah - c'mon, ah You would not believe - c'mon, ah What's goin down right now - c'mon, ah Holla!! C'mon ah You would not believe - c'mon, ah What's about to go down right now - c'mon, ah Holla, c'mon.. Guess who's back it's your favorite man Thomas Crown, a.k.a. (freaky) Timbaland I keep 'em twelve deep in the full motion van Mamis betta not speak unless I say they can Hon - whatchu know about this guy? I've been hittin girls back since "Cooley High" Groovy right, whatch'all girls doin tonight? Bumble bee let's hum right on this flight [Ms. Jade] Hum on a flight? n***a you 'fraid of heights Ms. Jade have you whinin by the end of the night Try and try and have 'em sick when I board the jet Dough from bets, f** around and saw off they necks You heard me black? Squeaky-a** Cadillacs I owe you one, you f** around and owe me back Got Franklin on the mind, sh** I ain't gon' front I'm a number one sinner, what-wha-wha-what? [Hook: Timbaland] Life, is, what you make it I got plenty big faces.. to spend on you-oooh-ooh Life, is, what you make it I got plenty big faces.. to spend on you, in time [Magoo] I'll be yo' penicillin, keepin my jimmy chillin What more can I say? Top billin n***as got the feelin I'm wack and I fell off Said bird is the word is Charmin and Mag's off? Don't y'all see I ain't new to this game? Got hoes in each town wanna swoon me for fame But I get 'em for they cash, smokin up all they hash Treat 'em like garbage, leavin 'em in the trash [Ms. Jade] Mag I wreckon you right, but it's my f**in night X-5, bing truck, high as a kite Powder be white, Ms. Jade, powerful bite Pet n***as make they a**es ride the back of my bike Pay for nuts and want for nada, I ain't bluffin See me in the back of the club, steadily puffin In time you will buy me this and that Meanwhile motherf**er betta holla back [Hook] [Mad Sk**z] Uh, c'mon ma, I seen you starin when I hit the door You ain't gotta front boo, I know that sh** ain't yours I'm like Big out the Maximas and Acuras Trust me sweets bu*t-cheeks I be smackin UP! .. and that sh**'s fo'sho' What I really wanna say is, "Getcha coat, let's go" You seen the whips outside, the fly one's mine I'm with Tim and Mag, don't lie, take your time [Ms. Jade] Lie for what? Never been that type of chick Rubber band around the wrist, be the type to grip And flip the script, send your a** home all limp Motherf**er you ain't know? I'm a female pimp King Kong trips, ridin all the latest whips With a Corona in the holder I'm the latest b**h Yup - you could call me the greatest wench Yup - when you f** with the greatest clique [Hook] - repeat 2X