Lyrics:

Timbaland: Ooh aah Uh huh Uh huh Huh Ooh aah Uh huh Uh huh Huh Ooh aah Uh huh Uh huh Huh Ooh aah Uh huh Uh huh Huh Ooh aah Uh huh Uh huh Huh Ooh aah Uh huh Uh huh Huh Ooh aah Check it out Verse 1: (?????) This is how I want to spit it I bullshitted in the eighties(Forbid) I had to get my mind up off the ladies Like these wordly things A baby beam and shiny rings See this is how we do things when you're fuckin with the kings Of the streets New York is all respected But still we keep it hectic In places where we be wreckin Where we from, Timbaland(VA) See thats my man so understand these things Three niggas thinkin bout cream Me and Magoo, Ya'll realize we roll with CRU (Huh) All respect to, That's why your girl ain't lovin you We peep the card in the steez We even got the keys to the bed where you rest Your life is based on stress So just relax kid because my mack days are in the mist And you ain't got a chance like Sharon Stone on the Last Dance It's easy past, when I'm runnin wit your lady Ask yo boys, I'm pushin your Mercedes So what nigga Chorus: (Timbaland and Magoo) {Magoo} (TImbaland) Writtin rhymes is all that they want to do(Uh-huh,Huh,Uh-huh,huh,huh) They don't gotta do anything else (They don't gotta do anything else) (Uh, Say what, Say what, Say what) If writtin rhymes is all that they want to do(That they want to do) They don't gotta do anything else (They don't gotta do anything else){Yeah} {They don't gotta nothin else ya'll, Check it Verse 2: Magoo Dick em, Court VD, Now I'