timbaland

Paroles et Musique: Tim Mosley, Justin Timberlake 2002 "Justified"©





Mr. JT now what you got for me {x3}
Mr. JT, now what you got, what you got
Mr. JT, now what you got for me {x3}
Mr. JT, now what you got, what you got

You're sneaky from the corner of my eye I saw you eyeing me
I know that you're watching
Tell me
What would you do if I encouraged you
To get next to me
When nobody's watching

{Refrain:}
The way your body keeps moving
Is something that makes me weak
Let's start our own little secrets
For just you and me to keep
Too late to come on shy now
You've already gone this far
So baby make your move take charge
Show me what you got for me

Oh no (girl)
Is that your hands (your hands) rubbing on me
Oh no (girl)
Is that your hands (your hands) feeling on me
Oh no (girl)
Is that your hands (your hands) rubbing on me
If so (girl)
If that's your hands (your hands) then tell me what you got for me

Baby
I can tell that you want to do more
Than just dance with me
And I don't mind your flirting
But honestly
Do you really wanna spend the whole night
Passing looks at me (looks at me)
Come over here and get to working

{au Refrain}

Oh no (girl)
Is that your hands (your hands) rubbing on me
Oh no (girl)
Is that your hands (your hands) feeling on me
Oh no (girl)
Is that your hands (your hands) rubbing on me
If so (girl)
If that's your hands (your hands) then tell me what you got for me

Oh oh oh oh {x2}
(What you got)
Oh oh oh oh {x2}
(What you got)
Oh oh oh oh {x2}
(What you got)
Oh oh oh oh {x2}
(What you got)

Oh no
(Oh no, girl)
Is that your hands (your hands) rubbing on me
Oh no (No, girl)
Is that your hands (your hands) feeling on me
Oh no (girl)
Is that your hands (your hands) rubbing on me (rubbing on me)
If so (girl)
If that's your hands (your hands) then tell me what you got for me
(If that's your hands)

Oh oh oh oh {x2}
(What you got)
Oh oh oh oh {x2}
(What you got)
Oh oh oh oh {x2}
(What you got)
Oh oh oh oh {x2}
(What you got)

Oh no
Your hands
Feeling on me

Oh no
Your hands
Rubbing on me

Music...
Huh, huh... ohhh...
Huh, huh... ohhh...
Huh, huh... ohhh...

I met him in the Bahamas, I love that nigga per-sona
Smoke that nigga marijuana, get freaky call me Madonna
Lay on the bed he follow, bone him until to-morrah
Make him sing high sopran-ah, AHHHHHHHH!!
Fifty-fo'-fifty-fifty, Mr. Act-Super-Kinky
Baby what you gon' get me, is some rings for my lil' pinkie
Money will multiply, 'fore you run up inside
Make me all weak and tired, mmhmmm...

[Chorus: Timbaland + Missy]
You got ta.. (scream)
If you up in the club, you think you tearin it up
You got ta, got ta.. (scream)
Well pour most of the liquor, then you watchin people buzz
You got ta, got ta.. (scream)
If you from out of town, you think you're holdin it down
You got ta, got ta.. (scream)
You got ta.. you got ta..

[Missy]
He say he from Puerto Rico, he told me to call him Chico
Freakin up in the Nico, my ego got really negro
Throw the heat throw heat be bold, though I'm like dice in cee-lo
Makin heads scream and moan, AHHHHH!!! Send 'em back home
Boy is really worth it, just to get dirty dirty
Give me that liquor liquor, make me talk slurry slurry
Money will multiply, 'fore you run up inside
Get me all weak and tired, mmhmmm..

[Chorus]

[Missy]
He asked could he rock my body, he also asked could he buy me
a drink six-oh Ferrari, then ride up in my safari
Shit what a deal word up, how much it cost now
Shit what the deal word up how much it cost
Play your position listen, where is your pot to piss in
'Fore we start really kissin, hot as freaky kitchen
Hey what the deal word up how much it cost now
Hey what the deal word up how much it cost now

[Chorus - 2X]

I'm bringing sexy back
Them other boys don't know how to act
I think your special whats behind your back
So turn around and I'll pick up the slack.

Take em' to the bridge

{Pont:}
Dirty babe
You see these shackles
Baby I'm your slave
I'll let you whip me if I misbehave
It's just that no one makes me feel this way

Take em' to the chorus

{Refrain:}
Come here girl
Go ahead, be gone with it
Come to the back
Go ahead, be gone with it
VIP
Go ahead, be gone with it
Drinks on me
Go ahead, be gone with it
Let me see what you're working with
Go ahead, be gone with it
Look at those hips
Go ahead, be gone with it
You make me smile
Go ahead, be gone with it
Go ahead child
Go ahead, be gone with it
And get your sexy on
Go ahead, be gone with it

Get your sexy on
Go ahead, be gone with it
{x6}

Get your sexy on

I'm bringing sexy back
Them other fuckers don't know how to act
Come let me make up for the things you lack
Cause your burning up I gotta get it fast

Take em' to the bridge

{au Pont}

{au Refrain}

I'm bringing sexy back
You mother fuckers watch how I attack
If that's your girl you better watch your back
Cause she'll burn it up for me and that's a fact

Take em' to the chorus

{au Refrain}

I'm holding on your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground
And I'm hearing what you say
But I just can't make a sound
You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me down
But wait...
You tell me that you're sorry
Didn't think I'd turn around and say..

That it's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late

I'd take another chance, take a fall, take a shot for you
And I need you like a heart needs a beat
(But that's nothing new)
Yeah yeah

I loved you with a fire red, now it's turning blue
And you say
Sorry like an angel, heavens not the thing for you,
But I'm afraid

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologizes, it's too late
Woahooo woah

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, yeah yeah
I said it's too late to apologize, a yeah

I'm holding your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground...