I Get It On - Timbaland

Composed by：Bassey/Shawn Carter/Timothy Mosley

Jig Jack

This goes out uh huh

It goes out uh huh

To all the beat-biters huh what

Timbaland got something to say y'all

Check him out

This is the lil' man speaking right now

Yo timbaland kick it

If it's money to be made

I guess I'm the printer

If it's ice to be rocked

I guess I'm the winner

You know my crew ginuwine not the pretender

One in a million like

Aaliyah burn like gonorrhea what

I beat the beater snares everywhere

Cris' like the diamonds

In the watch on my wrist

Audiences growing like a newborn

You must be on some new and improved

Lyrically I murder tracks put two in a crew

Tell me who want to mo'

Catch me in the studio what doing a do

Give me 10 minutes

I'll hook you up with joint that's mean

From New York va to

Cali all points in between

Timbo I even bowed it down in no

And every corner that I flow

You know I get it on

Timbo I even bowed it down in no

And every corner that I flow

I get it on

Can you get it on um hm

Are ya hands up um hm

Where all the playa haters at um hm

Now point 'em out um hm

Can we get it on um hm

Are ya hands up um hm

Where all the playa haters at um hm

Now point 'em out um hm

I'm the top nigga watch

Nigga hot nigga yo yo

**** that I dropped

Nonstop nigga whoa whoa

Meet the futuristic

Unpredicted by the psych uh huh

Either nigga's vibe

Or they make s*** light whew

Hip to the hop when

I came in the do' what

Missy went platinum then

I came in some mo' what

Aaliyah then ginuwine mag and two o's uh huh

Outside production on coko and total

Fugitive want to buy the man for real

Got warrants beats and program to kill

Timbaland nigga and I'm ill

Don't believe me

Take the back of your hand and feel

I'm burnin' up yo can't stop my flow

I'm burnin' up y'all can't stop my dough

I'm burnin' up up top and down south they know

When it come to these beats I don't play yo

I get it on

Can I get it on um hm

Are ya hands up um hm

Where all the playa haters at um hm

Now point 'em out yeah um hm

Can we get it on um hm

Are ya hands up um hm

Where all the playa haters at um hm

Now point 'em out um hm

Now she's gon' point 'em out check it

I come sweeter than a two seater benz

Have your pockets wide

Open have you spendin' on friends

It never ends expensive indeed

Without the see's

Lavish habits love the carats

Nigga's with mad weaves

Spendin' money ain't nuthin'

Nigga's who style frontin'

And then pretend ya gettin' old

Nigga we let you know diamond district

Platinum rolex's with the chips in it

Money to burn nigga when will you learn

It's automatic now I realize I gotta have

Lifestyles of the rich

That fly assed s****

There's a track to be

Ripped I got the hot s***

Check the whip I'm

Banging from my land to my six

Had you screamin' at

The show saying bassey's a hit

I got the gift and

Nigga's know I'm ready for this

Eyes closed lips sealed

And prepare for the kiss

And I told y'all we won't miss what

Did she get it on um hm

Are ya hands up um hm

Where all the playa haters at um hm

Now point 'em out

Point 'em out what

Did she get it on um hm

Are ya hands up um hm

Where all the playa haters at um hm

Now point 'em out yeah um hm

Can I get it on um hm

Are ya hands up um hm

Where all the playa haters at um hm

Now point 'em out uh um hm

Can he get it on um hm

Are ya hands up um hm

Where all the playa haters at um hm

Now point 'em out nigga

Now point 'em out what

Now let's ride yeah boo

Yo timbaland

People don't understand

How you do these beats yo

Ha even I don't understand

You know people always tryin' to bite you

And made stuff like you

You da man right now

I ain't mad at cha

Play on playa