Paroles de Can we do it again

(intro - timbaland - talking)
This goes out

For all the people
That think i couldn't make it again
See what i'm sayin
We're back at y'all

Third time, (heh heh)

(verse 1 - timbaland)

I'm killin 'em with this music i'm innovatin
Penetratin your speakers, let me give you a demonstration (hu-huh)
You think that we ain't hear the statement you hatin

I hit the strip in the bentley, feel me?, you walkin and waitin sayin
(hu-huh)
Me and maganoo hittin 'em hard
Got them feelin the nod, just because we pull niggaz cards
Quick as (hu-huh) i got a fool intoxicatin this hard liquor
Gimme the mic, i'll spit a killer verse that'll start with a (hu-huh)
I got ya bobbin your neck to this beat, don't it (hu-huh)
This right here make ya wreckin your jeep, won't it (hu-huh)
People wonder when will we come with the same magic
That make the game disappear then enter, like i ain't had it (hu-huh)
I actin gorilla with it, my game savage
You should push your album release back cause that thing's crappy (hu-huh)
The game ain't been the same since my name happened
Timbaland and magoo and beat club, who ain't snappin

(chorus)
Can you do it again?

We gon' do it again
I said, can we do it again?
We gon' do it again
Can we do it again?
We gon' do it again
I said, can we do it again?

(ow!)

Can we do it again?
We gon' do it again
I said, can we do it again?
We gon' do it again

Can we do it again?
We gon' do it again
I said, can we do it again?
(ow!) (hu-huh)

(verse 2 - timbaland)
Still spittin and killin 'em softly
I hear what you sayin, but overall you lost me (hu-huh)

Even though my neck and wrist all glossy
And my truck big as an armored tank, i ain't all flossy (hu-huh)
You could copy or hate on my style
Steppin it up, you been copyin or hate for a while (hu-huh)
I hit the leather, get the meters to peakin
I lay my vocals and let jimmy d, tweak 'em and freak 'em, some like (hu-huh)
You don't think we can do it again, do ya? (hu-huh)

Did it before and we can do it again to ya (hu-huh)
You better love me, she be backin it up on me
I'm only about gettin money and stackin it up homie (hu-huh)
I'm gettin serious, go 'head i don't wanna play
And when i finished with this one, i bet you gon' wanna say (hu-huh)
The game ain't been the same since my name happened
Timbaland and magoo and beat club, who ain't snappin

(chorus)

(verse 3 - magoo)
Ew we, my pimpin is pimpalicious
I'm more than a rapper, eat my words i'm so nutritious (hu-huh)
Them other rappers come with that heat talk
I talk about us baby in them sheets for sweet talk (hu-huh)
But if ya feelin froggy and he leap
I fill 'em up with bullets, then the grum reaper gon' reap (hu-huh)
You think i'm puttin cover that bird shit
I have you barely breathin out your mouth on a curb bitch (hu-huh)
And if you keep talkin, then i'ma do it (hu-huh)
He fuckin playin tim, i'ma fuckin do it (hu-huh)
I'm from the lock west, a lot of them guns
I ain't a killer but you fuckers makin oo into one, son (hu-huh)

So give me mine and you can take yours
It was missy, tim, and the nepts who startin openin doors, whore (hu-huh)
The game ain't been the same since tim name happen
Timbaland and magoo and beat club, who ain't snappin

(chorus)

(hu-huh)
(hu-huh)
(hu-huh)