Give It To Me (feat. Justin Timberlake & Nelly Furtado)

Timbaland

Is it goin'? Is it goin'? Is it goin'? Is it goin'?
I don't know what you're lookin' for

Oh, yeah, boy, come on

I'm the type of girl that look you dead in the eye, eye
I'm real as it comes, if you don't know why I'm fly
I seen you to try switch it up, but, girl, you ain't that dope
I'm the Wonder Woman, let me go get my rope
I'm a supermodel and mommy, sí, mami
Amnesty International, got Bangkok to Montauk on lock
Love my ass and my abs in the video for Promiscuous
My style is ri-dic-dic-diculous-ulous-ulous

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice
If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night
We ain't here to hurt nobody
(So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me)
Wanna see you work your body
(So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me)

When Timbo' is in the party, everybody put up they hands
I get a half a mil' for my beats, you get a couple grand
Never gon' see the day that I ain't got the upper hand
I'm respected from Californ-i-a way down to Japan
I'm a real producer and you just a piano man
Your songs don't top the charts, I heard 'em, I'm not a fan
Niggas talkin' greasy, I'm the one that gave them they chance
Somebody need to tell 'em that they can't do it like I can

Could you speak up and stop mu-mumblin'? I don't think you came in clear
When you're sittin' on the top, it's hard to hear you from way up here
Now, I saw you tryna act cute on TV: Just let me clear the air
We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right, you wasn't there
Now, if s-sexy never left, then why is everybody on my shit?
Don't hate on me just because you didn't come up with it
So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way
'Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say, uh

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