Timbaland - All Y'all lyrics

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Timbaland - All Y'all lyrics

Uh, feel me, to all the women across the world, we can't diss why'all We gotta love ya, that's real, uh To all my ladies in lingerie, never under age Who stay gettin' paid, who like to take trips where the sun is shade To my women who love to ball out And spend all that money 'til ya all out I feel like a pimp with a different pimp game, with a different pimp name With a little pimp fame I'm loaded with cash, loaded with cla**, loaded with a lot of things Even got a gat loaded for that a** I love my mind, love my soul, love my body I don't drink or smoke that's why I love my body You might catch me chillin' with a little short hottie With a little piercing on her body Yes, I get it poppin, 'specially overseas Japenese girls even love my beat They say, "Timbaland's we love you We love the dope things that you do" Even in London they say, "Tim, we love ya" They even call me things like wicked and the f'n governor That's why I can't forget why'all That's why I had to make this roll call, uh [Chorus:] This here's for one and all It's so good to feel all a y'all, oooh Make that move and just ball out, oooh Life's too short for some time out, oooh This here's for one and all It's so good to feel all a y'all, oooh Make that move and just ball out, oooh Life's too short for some time out, oooh [Tyler Durden] Back when shorty cherished the thing, yo, time was frequently saved For us stoppin and whiskey poppin to the Marvin and Gaye (Sonny, don't plan tomorrow but live for today) (Sonny, here's a quarter for that groovy arcade) From Cool J to Kane dawg, we changin the game So graphic with things, Pac-Man ain't lookin the same Haters, get more familiar who you robbin for change And Fash, a.k.a. Tyler Durden's the name [Timbaland] Guess what people, it's the first of the month Guess what people, I can do what I want I can take, all my peoples on first cla** flights I can buy all my home girls lightning new bikes I'm a don when it comes to just servin' girls I'm a don so that's why nobody's in my world 'Cause Timabaland's that cool cat Aka Thomas Crown, don't forget that, uh [Chorus] [Tweet] I'm just tryna' find what I need But I'd rather be smokin' weed [Magoo] Live life to the fullest, drive cars, eat hot food Live in a mansion next to Hanson [T] I ain't forgot that I'm from yo' hood I'm just tryna' be who you would [M] 'Cause I hate the game, I hate the glory I could be with y'all, it would be another story [T] You don't know all the things I see More than fame the thing is greed (?) [M] They took my cash, take my name Put it up in bright lights, I ain't got a damn right [T] Think I'm chillin' and livin' large Girl he's Mag not El Debarge [M] But I'm a be the man in charge in due time All my P-town folk gettin' paid, bottom line [Chorus]