Clock Strikes Lyrics
| Song | Clock Strikes |
| Artist | Timbaland |
| Album | Welcome to Our World |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| See, them other crews could not figure me | |
| It's the mag and double-ooh, got that fat cd | |
| Buck a crystal, hit a nigga with my blunt philly | |
| Fake mc's getting assed 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 | |
| [timbaland] | |
| 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 watchin who's the man? | |
| They call robber, cause i pack much heat | |
| Don't 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 nigga desperado | |
| Come follow, a mad brother where'll there be no sun | |
| No sun tomorrow, you be sayin, when can we meet? uhh uhh | |
| My offices hours are nine to five | |
| Ain't that right maganoo, maganoo? right... right | |
| Chorus: magoo | |
| 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 daahhhhhh! (ahh!) | |
| (repeat with hey's and ahh's added in regularly throughout) | |
| [timbaland] | |
| Now gimme that... | |
| 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 | |
| [magoo] | |
| 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 suckin my big toe | |
| You get death 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 shit 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 | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| (hey's and ahh's continue for a bit without magoo) | |
| Chorus 1/2 |
| See, them other crews could not figure me | |
| It' s the mag and doubleooh, got that fat cd | |
| Buck a crystal, hit a nigga with my blunt philly | |
| Fake mc' s getting assed 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 | |
| timbaland | |
| I' m that laid back brother they call timbaland | |
| I drive a 850 sometimes a 32 mazda van | |
| You can catch me standin in my bboy 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 speaks | |
| I' m like a genie, because i' ve been trapped in a bottle | |
| I' ve got more stunts, than that nigga desperado | |
| Come follow, a mad brother where' ll there be no sun | |
| No sun tomorrow, you be sayin, when can we meet? uhh uhh | |
| My offices hours are nine to five | |
| Ain' t that right maganoo, maganoo? right... right | |
| Chorus: magoo | |
| When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah | |
| They' ll be dancin, through the night | |
| Dadada, da, da hey! | |
| Dadada, da, da ahh! | |
| Dadada, da, da hey! | |
| Da da daahhhhhh! ahh! | |
| repeat with hey' s and ahh' s added in regularly throughout | |
| timbaland | |
| Now gimme that... | |
| 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 | |
| magoo | |
| 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 eightyfo' | |
| 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 tupac, 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 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 | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| hey' s and ahh' s continue for a bit without magoo | |
| Chorus 1 2 |
| See, them other crews could not figure me | |
| It' s the mag and doubleooh, got that fat cd | |
| Buck a crystal, hit a nigga with my blunt philly | |
| Fake mc' s getting assed 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 | |
| timbaland | |
| I' m that laid back brother they call timbaland | |
| I drive a 850 sometimes a 32 mazda van | |
| You can catch me standin in my bboy 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 speaks | |
| I' m like a genie, because i' ve been trapped in a bottle | |
| I' ve got more stunts, than that nigga desperado | |
| Come follow, a mad brother where' ll there be no sun | |
| No sun tomorrow, you be sayin, when can we meet? uhh uhh | |
| My offices hours are nine to five | |
| Ain' t that right maganoo, maganoo? right... right | |
| Chorus: magoo | |
| When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah | |
| They' ll be dancin, through the night | |
| Dadada, da, da hey! | |
| Dadada, da, da ahh! | |
| Dadada, da, da hey! | |
| Da da daahhhhhh! ahh! | |
| repeat with hey' s and ahh' s added in regularly throughout | |
| timbaland | |
| Now gimme that... | |
| 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 | |
| magoo | |
| 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 eightyfo' | |
| 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 tupac, 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 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 | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| hey' s and ahh' s continue for a bit without magoo | |
| Chorus 1 2 |
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