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)