We At It Again Lyrics
| Song | We At It Again |
| Artist | Timbaland & Magoo |
| Album | Romeo Must Die |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Vocal：Timbaland/Magoo | |
| Bounce! | |
| Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk (Ladies) | |
| Bounce wit' me, bounce wit' me (Fellas, uh, uh) | |
| Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk (Now ladies) | |
| Bounce wit' me, bounce wit' me (Freaky fellas, ah) | |
| Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk (Now ladies) | |
| Bounce wit' me, bounce wit' me (Freaky fellas) | |
| Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk (Freaky, freaky now ladies) | |
| Freaky, freaky, freaky | |
| Timbaland never walk in a place | |
| He can't walk out rough | |
| Gettin' rude in the place | |
| With a gun in my waist | |
| I just might pop out slugs | |
| With a straight arm | |
| Bullets stomp through your fat | |
| Bump till the animals jump out rough | |
| No justifications | |
| While my song question like that Jigga What? | |
| I'm the call to the thugs gon' fight | |
| In the club so tight, y'all KY-Dub | |
| Sometimes I fall but because I get right up | |
| With the drop top | |
| And your mouth drop like | |
| 'WHAT THE FUCK?' | |
| Only deal with conjunction chicks | |
| When I'm looking to hit | |
| They give me butt | |
| Now who da man, say Timbaland! | |
| Now off the top, off the top | |
| (We at it again) | |
| From the candy store to the coffee shop | |
| (We at it again) | |
| To your girl next door, to your boy next door | |
| (We at it again) | |
| To the one's at the club | |
| To the people on the floor | |
| (We at it again) | |
| Hit in one mo' gin | |
| Now say off the top, off the top | |
| (We at it again) | |
| From the candy store to the coffee shop | |
| (We at it again) | |
| To your girl next door, to your boy next door | |
| (We at it again) | |
| To the people at the club | |
| To the one's on the floor | |
| (We at it again, at it again) | |
| Yeah gettin' a couple of you hoes | |
| By the size of the elbow | |
| Don't scream with it hurt | |
| I'm a fucking maching | |
| Fiend for cash, fiend for hash | |
| Ginseng make it last | |
| Push on her in the butt | |
| Not giving a nigga love | |
| Press your luck, ready to buck | |
| I'm a bad motherfucked when it comes to the show | |
| Fuck y'all don't hate Mag hate the flows | |
| Two in the clip ready to pimp | |
| I'm a bad motherfucked and I'm ready to trip | |
| Y'all scared motherfucked y'all ready to dip | |
| But you niggas keep wanting to slip | |
| Then a fool like me come out with a thang on the hip | |
| Get back in our ride, legs are up in your driver side | |
| Those seats lookin' like you better be ready to hide | |
| One in your leg, two in your side | |
| Now off the top, off the top | |
| (We at it again) | |
| From the candy store to the coffee shop | |
| (We at it again) | |
| To your girl next door, to your boy next door | |
| (We at it again) | |
| To the one's at the club | |
| To the people on the floor | |
| (We at it again) | |
| Hit in one mo' gin | |
| Now say off the top, off the top | |
| (We at it again) | |
| From the candy store to the coffee shop | |
| (We at it again) | |
| To your girl next door, to your boy next door | |
| (We at it again) | |
| To the people at the club | |
| To the one's on the floor | |
| (We at it again, at it again) | |
| Uh, so bad she never play niggas | |
| I fuckin' just trade me some niggas | |
| Fuck up my brain when she steady giving me brain in the whip | |
| Never hit just ball legit | |
| Give her diamonds so big she can't ball up her fist | |
| With designers so big shirts crop at the wrist | |
| Look at some of the shit that my dough can get | |
| Whoo! Boy that's that shit! | |
| That I be dippin' and poppin' the top and | |
| These bitches ? and blockin' | |
| These niggas lovin' the dough | |
| My youngins lovin' the flow | |
| South people back on the roll | |
| Ladies get back on the floor | |
| Fellas keep throwin' the bowls | |
| This how a party should go | |
| Now off the top, off the top | |
| (We at it again) | |
| From the candy store to the coffee shop | |
| (We at it again) | |
| To your girl next door, to your boy next door | |
| (We at it again) | |
| To the one's at the club | |
| To the people on the floor | |
| (We at it again) | |
| Hit in one mo' gin | |
| Now say off the top, off the top | |
| (We at it again) | |
| From the candy store to the coffee shop | |
| (We at it again) | |
| To your girl next door, to your boy next door | |
| (We at it again) | |
| To the people at the club | |
| To the one's on the floor | |
| (We at it again, at it again) |
| Vocal: Timbaland Magoo | |
| Bounce! | |
| Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk Ladies | |
| Bounce wit' me, bounce wit' me Fellas, uh, uh | |
| Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk Now ladies | |
| Bounce wit' me, bounce wit' me Freaky fellas, ah | |
| Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk Now ladies | |
| Bounce wit' me, bounce wit' me Freaky fellas | |
| Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk Freaky, freaky now ladies | |
| Freaky, freaky, freaky | |
| Timbaland never walk in a place | |
| He can' t walk out rough | |
| Gettin' rude in the place | |
| With a gun in my waist | |
| I just might pop out slugs | |
| With a straight arm | |
| Bullets stomp through your fat | |
| Bump till the animals jump out rough | |
| No justifications | |
| While my song question like that Jigga What? | |
| I' m the call to the thugs gon' fight | |
| In the club so tight, y' all KYDub | |
| Sometimes I fall but because I get right up | |
| With the drop top | |
| And your mouth drop like | |
| ' WHAT THE FUCK?' | |
| Only deal with conjunction chicks | |
| When I' m looking to hit | |
| They give me butt | |
| Now who da man, say Timbaland! | |
| Now off the top, off the top | |
| We at it again | |
| From the candy store to the coffee shop | |
| We at it again | |
| To your girl next door, to your boy next door | |
| We at it again | |
| To the one' s at the club | |
| To the people on the floor | |
| We at it again | |
| Hit in one mo' gin | |
| Now say off the top, off the top | |
| We at it again | |
| From the candy store to the coffee shop | |
| We at it again | |
| To your girl next door, to your boy next door | |
| We at it again | |
| To the people at the club | |
| To the one' s on the floor | |
| We at it again, at it again | |
| Yeah gettin' a couple of you hoes | |
| By the size of the elbow | |
| Don' t scream with it hurt | |
| I' m a fucking maching | |
| Fiend for cash, fiend for hash | |
| Ginseng make it last | |
| Push on her in the butt | |
| Not giving a nigga love | |
| Press your luck, ready to buck | |
| I' m a bad motherfucked when it comes to the show | |
| Fuck y' all don' t hate Mag hate the flows | |
| Two in the clip ready to pimp | |
| I' m a bad motherfucked and I' m ready to trip | |
| Y' all scared motherfucked y' all ready to dip | |
| But you niggas keep wanting to slip | |
| Then a fool like me come out with a thang on the hip | |
| Get back in our ride, legs are up in your driver side | |
| Those seats lookin' like you better be ready to hide | |
| One in your leg, two in your side | |
| Now off the top, off the top | |
| We at it again | |
| From the candy store to the coffee shop | |
| We at it again | |
| To your girl next door, to your boy next door | |
| We at it again | |
| To the one' s at the club | |
| To the people on the floor | |
| We at it again | |
| Hit in one mo' gin | |
| Now say off the top, off the top | |
| We at it again | |
| From the candy store to the coffee shop | |
| We at it again | |
| To your girl next door, to your boy next door | |
| We at it again | |
| To the people at the club | |
| To the one' s on the floor | |
| We at it again, at it again | |
| Uh, so bad she never play niggas | |
| I fuckin' just trade me some niggas | |
| Fuck up my brain when she steady giving me brain in the whip | |
| Never hit just ball legit | |
| Give her diamonds so big she can' t ball up her fist | |
| With designers so big shirts crop at the wrist | |
| Look at some of the shit that my dough can get | |
| Whoo! Boy that' s that shit! | |
| That I be dippin' and poppin' the top and | |
| These bitches ? and blockin' | |
| These niggas lovin' the dough | |
| My youngins lovin' the flow | |
| South people back on the roll | |
| Ladies get back on the floor | |
| Fellas keep throwin' the bowls | |
| This how a party should go | |
| Now off the top, off the top | |
| We at it again | |
| From the candy store to the coffee shop | |
| We at it again | |
| To your girl next door, to your boy next door | |
| We at it again | |
| To the one' s at the club | |
| To the people on the floor | |
| We at it again | |
| Hit in one mo' gin | |
| Now say off the top, off the top | |
| We at it again | |
| From the candy store to the coffee shop | |
| We at it again | |
| To your girl next door, to your boy next door | |
| We at it again | |
| To the people at the club | |
| To the one' s on the floor | |
| We at it again, at it again |
| Vocal: Timbaland Magoo | |
| Bounce! | |
| Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk Ladies | |
| Bounce wit' me, bounce wit' me Fellas, uh, uh | |
| Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk Now ladies | |
| Bounce wit' me, bounce wit' me Freaky fellas, ah | |
| Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk Now ladies | |
| Bounce wit' me, bounce wit' me Freaky fellas | |
| Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk Freaky, freaky now ladies | |
| Freaky, freaky, freaky | |
| Timbaland never walk in a place | |
| He can' t walk out rough | |
| Gettin' rude in the place | |
| With a gun in my waist | |
| I just might pop out slugs | |
| With a straight arm | |
| Bullets stomp through your fat | |
| Bump till the animals jump out rough | |
| No justifications | |
| While my song question like that Jigga What? | |
| I' m the call to the thugs gon' fight | |
| In the club so tight, y' all KYDub | |
| Sometimes I fall but because I get right up | |
| With the drop top | |
| And your mouth drop like | |
| ' WHAT THE FUCK?' | |
| Only deal with conjunction chicks | |
| When I' m looking to hit | |
| They give me butt | |
| Now who da man, say Timbaland! | |
| Now off the top, off the top | |
| We at it again | |
| From the candy store to the coffee shop | |
| We at it again | |
| To your girl next door, to your boy next door | |
| We at it again | |
| To the one' s at the club | |
| To the people on the floor | |
| We at it again | |
| Hit in one mo' gin | |
| Now say off the top, off the top | |
| We at it again | |
| From the candy store to the coffee shop | |
| We at it again | |
| To your girl next door, to your boy next door | |
| We at it again | |
| To the people at the club | |
| To the one' s on the floor | |
| We at it again, at it again | |
| Yeah gettin' a couple of you hoes | |
| By the size of the elbow | |
| Don' t scream with it hurt | |
| I' m a fucking maching | |
| Fiend for cash, fiend for hash | |
| Ginseng make it last | |
| Push on her in the butt | |
| Not giving a nigga love | |
| Press your luck, ready to buck | |
| I' m a bad motherfucked when it comes to the show | |
| Fuck y' all don' t hate Mag hate the flows | |
| Two in the clip ready to pimp | |
| I' m a bad motherfucked and I' m ready to trip | |
| Y' all scared motherfucked y' all ready to dip | |
| But you niggas keep wanting to slip | |
| Then a fool like me come out with a thang on the hip | |
| Get back in our ride, legs are up in your driver side | |
| Those seats lookin' like you better be ready to hide | |
| One in your leg, two in your side | |
| Now off the top, off the top | |
| We at it again | |
| From the candy store to the coffee shop | |
| We at it again | |
| To your girl next door, to your boy next door | |
| We at it again | |
| To the one' s at the club | |
| To the people on the floor | |
| We at it again | |
| Hit in one mo' gin | |
| Now say off the top, off the top | |
| We at it again | |
| From the candy store to the coffee shop | |
| We at it again | |
| To your girl next door, to your boy next door | |
| We at it again | |
| To the people at the club | |
| To the one' s on the floor | |
| We at it again, at it again | |
| Uh, so bad she never play niggas | |
| I fuckin' just trade me some niggas | |
| Fuck up my brain when she steady giving me brain in the whip | |
| Never hit just ball legit | |
| Give her diamonds so big she can' t ball up her fist | |
| With designers so big shirts crop at the wrist | |
| Look at some of the shit that my dough can get | |
| Whoo! Boy that' s that shit! | |
| That I be dippin' and poppin' the top and | |
| These bitches ? and blockin' | |
| These niggas lovin' the dough | |
| My youngins lovin' the flow | |
| South people back on the roll | |
| Ladies get back on the floor | |
| Fellas keep throwin' the bowls | |
| This how a party should go | |
| Now off the top, off the top | |
| We at it again | |
| From the candy store to the coffee shop | |
| We at it again | |
| To your girl next door, to your boy next door | |
| We at it again | |
| To the one' s at the club | |
| To the people on the floor | |
| We at it again | |
| Hit in one mo' gin | |
| Now say off the top, off the top | |
| We at it again | |
| From the candy store to the coffee shop | |
| We at it again | |
| To your girl next door, to your boy next door | |
| We at it again | |
| To the people at the club | |
| To the one' s on the floor | |
| We at it again, at it again |
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