Can We Do It Again Lyrics - Under Construction Part Ii - Timbaland

(Intro - Timbaland - talking) 

This goes out 

For all the people 

That think I couldn't make it again 

See what I'm sayin 

We're back at y'all 

Third time, (heh heh) 

(Verse 1 - Timbaland) 

I'm killin 'em with this music I'm innovatin 

Penetratin your speakers, let me give you a demonstration (hu-huh) 

You think that we ain't hear the statement you hatin 

I hit the strip in the Bentley, feel me?, you walkin and waitin sayin 

(hu-huh) 

Me and Maganoo hittin 'em hard 

Got them feelin the nod, just because we pull niggaz cards 

Quick as (hu-huh) I got a fool intoxicatin this hard liquor 

Gimme the mic, I'll spit a killer verse that'll start with a (hu-huh) 

I got ya bobbin your neck to this beat, don't it (hu-huh) 

This right here make ya wreckin your Jeep, won't it (hu-huh) 

People wonder when will we come with the same magic 

That make the game disappear then enter, like I ain't had it (hu-huh) 

I actin gorilla with it, my game savage 

You should push your album release back cause that thing's crappy (hu-huh) 

The game ain't been the same since my name happened 

Timbaland and Magoo and Beat Club, who ain't snappin 

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(Chorus) 

Can you do it again? 

We gon' do it again 

I said, can we do it again? 

We gon' do it again 

Can we do it again? 

We gon' do it again 

I said, can we do it again? 

(OW!) 

Can we do it again? 

We gon' do it again 

I said, can we do it again? 

We gon' do it again 

Can we do it again? 

We gon' do it again 

I said, can we do it again? 

(OW!) (hu-huh) 

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(Verse 2 - Timbaland) 

Still spittin and killin 'em softly 

I hear what you sayin, but overall you lost me (hu-huh) 

Even though my neck and wrist all glossy 

And my truck big as an armored tank, I ain't all flossy (hu-huh) 

You could copy or hate on my style 

Steppin it up, you been copyin or hate for a while (hu-huh) 

I hit the leather, get the meters to peakin 

I lay my vocals and let Jimmy D, tweak 'em and freak 'em, some like (hu-huh) 

You don't think we can do it again, do ya? (hu-huh) 

Did it before and we can do it again to ya (hu-huh) 

You better love me, she be backin it up on me 

I'm only about gettin money and stackin it up homie (hu-huh) 

I'm gettin serious, go 'head I don't wanna play 

And when I finished with this one, I bet you gon' wanna say (hu-huh) 

The game ain't been the same since my name happened 

Timbaland and Magoo and Beat Club, who ain't snappin 

(Chorus) 

(Verse 3 - Magoo) 

Ew we, my pimpin is pimpalicious 

I'm more than a rapper, eat my words I'm so nutritious (hu-huh) 

Them other rappers come with that heat talk 

I talk about us baby in them sheets for sweet talk (hu-huh) 

But if ya feelin froggy and he leap 

I fill 'em up with bullets, then the grum reaper gon' reap (hu-huh) 

You think I'm puttin cover that bird shit 

I have you barely breathin out your mouth on a curb bitch (hu-huh) 

And if you keep talkin, then I'ma do it (hu-huh) 

He fuckin playin Tim, I'ma fuckin do it (hu-huh) 

I'm from the Lock West, a lot of them guns 

I ain't a killer but you fuckers makin Oo into one, son (hu-huh) 

So give me mine and you can take yours 

It was Missy, Tim, and The Nepts who startin openin doors, whore (hu-huh) 

The game ain't been the same since Tim name happen 

Timbaland and Magoo and Beat Club, who ain't snappin 

(Chorus) 

(hu-huh) 

(hu-huh) 

(hu-huh)