歌词
[Verse 1]
See, them other crews could not figure me
It's the mag and double-ooh, got that fat cd
Buck a crystal, hit a **** with my blunt philly
Fake mc's getting gassed like they eatin chili
Only way they seem to rap is if they got a philly
Maybe I'm Nicole Brown, 'cause you really kill me
Got away with hittin' me, but you ain't O.J.
I'm bout to shake up the world like cassius clay
When I bumble watch your back cause I sting like bee
This ain't the wild wild west and you ain't kool 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
[Verse 2]
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 b-boy stance
Or catch me at home watching 'who's the man'?
They call Robert, 'cause I pack much heat
Or call me now, because they dig the way I speaks
I'm like a genie, because I've been trapped in a bottle
I've got more stunts, than that **** desperado
Come follow a mad brother where there'll be no sun
Tomorrow, you be sayin, when can we meet? Uh-uh-uh
My offices hours are nine to five
Ain't that right maganoo, maganoo? Right... Right
[Verse 3]
When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah
They'll be dancin', through the night
Da-da-da-da-da (Hey)
Da-da-da-da-da (Ahh)
Da-da-da-da-da (Hey)
Da-da-da (Ahh)
[Verse 4]
When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah
They'll be dancin', through the night
Da-da-da-da-da (Hey)
Da-da-da-da-da (Ahh)
Da-da-da-da-da (Hey)
Da-da-da (Ahh)
[Verse 5]
Now gimme that- (Boom, boom, vroom)
And run with the- (Ahh)
Party people are you ready for Tim and Maganoo?
As we come, rum & coke, won't you kick a verse too
[Verse 6]
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, looking 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 suckin my big toe
You get death like row, I take a beanie then I jet
Peace to 2pac, 'cause he was dope as it get
Twisted but you ain't keith sweat and shit got hot
Make a block then make a circle then I rock that spot
The rap phenom, 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
[Verse 7]
When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah
They'll be dancin', through the night
Da-da-da-da-da (Hey)
Da-da-da-da-da (Ahh)
Da-da-da-da-da (Hey)
Da-da-da (Ahh)
[Verse 8]
When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah
They'll be dancin', through the night
Da-da-da-da-da (Hey)
Da-da-da-da-da (Ahh)
Da-da-da-da-da (Hey)
Da-da-da (Ah)
[Verse 9]
When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah
They'll be dancin', through the night
Da-da-da-da-da (Hey)
Da-da-da-da-da (Ahh)
Da-da-da-da-da (Hey)
Da-da-da (Ahh)
[Verse 10]
(Hey, Ahh)
[Verse 11]
When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah
They'll be dancin', through the night
Written by: Glen Larson, Melvin Barcliff, Stu Phillips, Timothy Mosley
