Timbaland - Clock Strikes lyrics

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Timbaland - Clock Strikes lyrics

See, them other crews could not figure me It's the Mag and double ooh, got that fat CD Buck a crystal, hit a n***a with my club Willy Fake MC's getting a**ed like they eatin' chili Only way they seem to rap is if they got a Philly Maybe I'm Nicole Brown 'cause you really k** me Got away with hittin' me but you ain't O.J. I'm 'bout to shake up the world like Ca**ius Clay When I bumble, watch your back 'cause I sting like bee This ain't the Wild Wild West and you ain't cool Moe Dee Watch a movie, now, you think that you really Joe Pesci You don't want beef with me, like a diaper I'm messy I'm that laid back brother they call Timbaland I drive a 850, sometimes a 3-2 Mazda van You can catch me standin' in my be-boy stance Or catch me at home watchin' 'Who's the Man?' They call robber 'cause I pack much heat Don't call me now, because they dig the way I speak I'm like a genie because I've been trapped in a bottle I've got more stunts, than that n***a Desperado Come, follow a mad brother where'll there be no sun Tomorrow you be sayin', when can we meet? My office hours are nine to five Ain't that right Maganoo, Maganoo? Right When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah They'll be dancin', through the night When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah They'll be dancin', through the night Now gimme that and run with the Party people, are you ready for Tim and Maganoo? As we come, rum and Coke, won't you kick a verse two Yo I'm 'bout to get it started like I'm Hammer then I farted You retarded if you thinkin' Brandy really broken hearted I departed doin' dirt, lookin' up your girl's skirt Keep it Steve Martin style, bustin' loose like jerk I get up like town, gimme, don't say no more Got them scars on my face 'cause my health be poor You Milli Vanilli, I'm Kurtis Blow like eighty-fo' No, I don't want your girl, she be s**in' my big toe You get d**h like row, I take a beanie then I jet Peace to Tupac 'cause he was dope as it get Twisted but you ain't Keith Sweat and sh** got hot Make a block then make a circle then I rock that spot The rappin' Don, I make a dyke go straight If you think I'm cute then you up too late Make no mistake, I'm a question with no answer Riddle me like the Joker get burnt like JoJo dancer When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah They'll be dancin', through the night When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah They'll be dancin', through the night When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah They'll be dancin', through the night When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah They'll be dancin', through the night

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