Timbaland - Rub My Back lyrics

[LL Cool J] Sippin somethin on the rocks I got a shorty that makes the bed hop I got plans to spoil you even though you sayin stop I'ma drop that phantom on you baby watch Roberto Cavali and the Denali, am I hot? Malibu Beaches and hydrofoil yachts Baddest Mercedes, Lorenzos, and silver fox I keep it flowin see we goin to the top I'ma get you everything, give a damn how much you tell me stop You want it hotter then we take it 'cross seas Party jumpin is bumpin, tokin somethin in Belize .. I know you want it s**a free Know you wantin to shine, even though you fightin me .. Take it easy player Talkin greasy player, know you can feel me player Uhh.. you put it down tight Yeah you not havin what you want don't even sound right [Chorus: Timbaland] Hey lady! I'm gonna hit you with a wine Mercedes Somebody's gotta work the mouth my baby All you do is rub my back Rub my back! Rub my back! Rub my back! Rub my back! I said MY baby Watch television in the Escalade-y Go shoppin when you want to baby All you do is rub my back Rub my back! Rub my back! Rub my back! Rub my back! Ohh! [LL Cool J] Lay down for a while pretty, relax a minute .. I caught a feelin when you represented Gave you that Mercedes, you better get up in it .. Get off the corner, come to pop some vintage You never seen a player flip your whole life Dip the Caddy on the freeway, hittin the strobe light .. You got a mean walk at times right? I'm here to shine like, I get your mind right Uhh, Charles Jordan girl if you wanna take a hit Gotta {?} between the lippers this is it .. Lazy, lay back and count the chips Some call it trickin or ballin, depends on who you wit Him or L baby, so who you gonna pick Mack motor, I told ya, I want ya livin rich You don't know about a brother Blow around a brother, money flow around a brother [Chorus] [LL Cool J] Don't trip I know you like the rocks Wanna dip 'round the corner in the drop Music bumpin you frontin although you say you're not .. You got your eyes on the watch You love the Pasha, the {?}, the Cartier is hot .. Baby you need somethin, shop You got me trippin and goin bananas, baby stop I caught a mean one, you never seen one She like cream, how brothers gonna front on me? Spoilin somethin the average homey never see I mean it's only some money, nuttin to me .. But yet and still you question me I got it that's if you want it or I'ma set you free .. Got 'em in line they beggin me Baby regardless your body is k**in me Girl I'm lovin your anatomy Your personality, so whatcha want from me? [Chorus]