Lyrics Timbaland & Magoo

Timbaland & Magoo

Feel It

What? Can y'all feel this? Ooh Snap!

My head throbbin

As I ride in my 3-4-8 mobbin

Listen to the buddha brothers

6 to 10 there aint no other

Playin my favorite jams

On 1-0-3 Jams

I got my man Big D, Big Rodney

In case somebody want to rob me

We going to Military Circle Virginia's tight that's why they gotta keep a curfew It's time to get something to eat

Oh snap, there's my man Kumbalee

And my girl Missy

Who she role wit? Who she be wit? Who she role wit? Who she be wit?

Total, Da Brat, Lil Kim, Lil Cease and Puffy

Can I get a ride?

Tonight, tonight

Can I get a ride?

Tonight, tonight

I can feel it

What?

Yeah, yeah

What?

Yeah, yeah

Can you feel me baby?

Yeah, yeah

Can you feel me?

Jimmy D turn my scale up

Give me that boom da boom whaeeeeeeerrrrr

It's time to change my style, my rythym, my ism, my prism, my beat manurism

Gee, where's my lack of fear?

My five-thousand and one gear, Missy baby you oughtta hear

Like next year, your album bigger each day

It rolls like a queen size waterbad, uh

The people in the label's chillin

As Timbaland is making a big killin

What? uh What? uh

Of money baby

Check it out

What?

I can feel it

Can you feel it?

Throw your hands up

Timbaland and Maganoo

Yeah

Oooh, I'm on my last verse As you can see I did not curse I'm trying to make it radio friendly, uh

So people in America can hear me, uh

To all beautiful boys and girls

White, diamonds and pearls, no jerry curls, uh

I hope you buy our tape

Please don't hesitate, don't hesitate

What?

Can you feel it groovin on through?

Let the feeling get next to you

Can you feel it groovin on through?

Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

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