Timbaland - Hey Now (Mean Muggin') lyrics

[Timbaland] Oh! C'mon! Oh! Ah! C'mon! [Verse 1: Xzibit] I'm a - menace to society baby The police wanna relocate me They running with gun up but they can't fade me They wanted to come up but they ain't crazy I ride one in the chamber, with gun on co*k '6-tre Chevrolet rollin without no top Got them hydraulics that's dumping, making it drop California to Virginia Timmy making it hot (WOOO!!!) Taking long rides in the G4 plane X Man to the stage, got 'em going insane Yeah! Got the world saying my name I'm 'bout to make a little change, I'mma keep it the same, ya dig X to the Z baby, run up on you hitting corners Phantom platinum grill, c'mon X be the life of the party Don't be scared girl, reach out and touch somebody [Hook: Keri Hilson] Can you feel the speakers jumping? (yeah!) Other guys surrounding but they don't say nothing (yeah!) Muggin in the club like they wanna do something (yeah!) Feeling kinda rowdy huh? hey now! hey now! (slow down!) All the girls mean muggin (yeah!) Cause they musta seen what the girl pulled up in (yeah!) In the club like they wanna do something (yeah!) Feeling kinda rowdy huh? hey now! hey now! (slow down!) [Verse 2] Hey girl! Look where I live 40 acres and a Maybach Benz You wanted to party but I got biz This ain't entertainment, I'm feeding my kid On a 4 or 5 in the carpool lane Got to hit some corners, I'm riding the caine Wanna ride out to a island and tan your frame And just waste away a couple of days, holla back at me! Look where I bat Make the crowd get loud like the sound of a gat L.A. on my baseball hat Where they running right up on you in that black on black So move - better - bounce like a mother When brother got Ma** Weapons of war with each other X gettin big, not ready to die yet My militant mindset got you running for cover, so yo! [Hook] [Bridge] I'm the life of the party I got a moon roof! We poppin up out of Look at the whole world! They talking about us I got a mean hook! To rattle yo body [Verse 3] I wanna, talk a little, pick ya brain Wanna see you in something little, walk around the plane Yeah! I got a lot to gain Getting my label off the ground like David Blaine So now, what you know bout me?! I'm a self made man from poverty Yeah! Now I own a lot of property I "pimp rides," lifestyles, and companies, so yo! Now let me spit you the facts I used to hustle the corner, but I ain't bringing you that Naw! I'm like swinging a bat Run at yo kneecaps for comin out ya face like that Baby girl touching my chain (oh!) Now let me tell you who I ain't (oh!) You can't run no games (I'm gangster, baby ain't nothing changed) [Hook]