Música e Letras

Timbaland

Symphony

Compositor: Timbaland

(ft. Attitude, Bran´Nu & D.O.E)

Hey, I was mean(mean)

Before I became a feen
I took over the world when they gave me a beep machine
And then I made my city jump(jump)
It´s your favorite producer, come on baby let it bump(bump)
I´m like a music cyclone when I´m in the zone
I typhoon everytime I get on a song
I *tie coo?* I just went and brought another home
Who you stuntin on?
I´m never off, I set it off, and you were never on
What´s there to care about? People know my whereabouts
Anywhere I want, private jet in and out
Whip brand new, you know what Tim about
Ferrari 5-99 Windows Tinted out
I-I-I´m the man m-my beats is crazy
You want my sounds, you gotta pay me
But don´t get it confused, never had no silver spoon
But you got a long walk, tryna fit Timbaland´s shoes

And next up(I believe that´s me)
And what´s your name(D.O.E. on the M-I-C)
And where you from(NYC, we up in here G)
Why don´t you get on the mic for the symphony?

(D.O.E.)

Ok, ok when you see me roll through(Yup)
Got the whole crew Timbaland he produce
If you a fruit, Produce
Riding in a old school(pimpen) like I´m poss to
She french kiss my d*** and then I told her Merci buques
(Put it in the bag) Nah baby I ain´t Fab
When I f*** ya it´s a wrap, I´ma put you in the cab
Better be happy I rap, if I wasn´t I´d be strapped with the(mass)
and I..and I´m coming for your stash
When I find out where you at I´ll be(shimmying ya lock)
Get the f*** up outta ya baby, you betta(gimme what you got)
Wit you **** money **** money ****money ****money
Lying like there´s no money(Uhhh) Gotta go money
Pockets feeling drained then it´s back to snatching chains and I
(Wish a n***a run up on me, he gon find the heat, and make the wrong move)
I ain´t changed, still the same
D.O.E be the name, I´m from North Side Queens

Next up(Ha, hey I believe that´s me)
And what´s ya name(Bran´ Nu a.k.a Brandy)
And where you from(Mississippi but was raised in Cali)
Why don´t you get on the mic for the symphony?

(Bran´ Nu)

I got it, I got it(Ha)

It´s been a long time comin´
I´m back like I forgot something important
Can´t have a problem with me
I fade it to black like church slacks
Now I´m in the Range, no Cadillac
So you don´t want it with me
I´m on the tip of your tongue like bubble gum
I got your head sprung
It´s my return(Like the Kingdom Come)
I´m taking off like a rocket
I got this beat in my pocket
I keep your heart [[drop]]pin(and you...)
Never gonna hold me back, Timbo put me on the map
Now you wanna say I act(Brand New)
Just like my Proda boots, struttin like a model do
Don´t you wish you had another(Chance to)
Get up under my skin, frontin´ like you g-g-g-get it
You keep runnin ya mouth like them broads do
I gotta learn you, like a school do
Cuz clearly you don´t have a clue

So next up(Yeah, hey I believe that´s me)
And what´s ya name(Attitude on the M-I-C)
And where you from(Alabama we up in here G)
Why don´t you get on the mic for the symphony...

(Attitude)

Ok, ****(not understandable)
Never mediocre

Plenty bread so you know I gotta keep a toasta
On my side b***h ride unless she a Oprah
B***h I´m too fly to drive, I´ma need a chauffeur
I get a whole lot of h*** like a G supposed ta
They could put me in the FED for what´s in my sofa
Rap **** wack slap em if they say ya hard
Diss me, I´ll up the ratchet on you and your A&R
I know they mad never thought that it could happen
Got my **** on then I hopped in a Austan
Every check I cash in, bigger than the last one
Met a new freak, she thicker than the last one
Nah, I don´t love her homey, MUSIC is my passion
I don´t show compassion
And all my B***hs yellin I´m the s***, even when nobodies askin
Boy I´m on fire like the **** at the ****in
That´s why I stay so gone playa
F*** *****in up the ozone laya
I [[drop]] a hit everytime I got some s*** to say,
and if I miss I come back like a richochet

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