Released on November 20, 2001

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[Intro: Jay-Z]

Guess who? Uh, uh-uh uh-uh

Jigga Man, ya heard?

Uh-uh, a-Timbaland, ya heard?

Uh, Misdemeanor ya heard? C'mon, c'mon

Uh-uh, uh-uh, g-ge, ge-geah

Yo.. yo.. ye-yea, ye-yea

Turn this up.. yo, yo, yeah


[Verse 1: Jay-Z]

When the war's on, the 4's are drawn like pictures

'Til niggas is all gone when these triggers get witcha

Niggas before long you need stitches in your long johns

A.K. (t-t-t-t), heartbeat (t-t-t-t)

It figures you fictitious niggas can't stop (that)

Jigga, Twista, my nigga Timb on a hot track

How you gon' stop that? We can't be slowed

Niggas throw dog, look at your clothes

When I'm in crazy mode, .380 blow's like

Maceo, leave acey holes

That's just Jay-Z though, crazy flow

Rhyme great, dominate your radio

C'mon, get your gun on, your mask and gloves

I don't ask for love, I blast 'em up

Respect my gangsta dude, or your life's in danger dude

(Doctors pushin' on your chest tryin' to bring you through)


[Chorus: Timbaland & (Twista)]

All my party people gon' do what? (Gonna get buck)

Get some liquor in the gut (so whassup?)

(Get them lighters lit up, make them get up

With somethin' the East and West gon' bump)

All my party people gon' do what? (Get crunk)

Get some liquor in the gut (so whassup?)

(Get them lighters lit up

T got some gangsta shit, that's beatin' in yo' trunk)


[Verse 2: Magoo]

Fuckin' with Mag, nigga end up in a hospital

Sittin' on the corner of the bed, sick 'cause of what I said to him

On a track star beef take it in the kitchen

Cookin' MC's all niggas taste like chicken

Hittin' 'em high, bitin' they ear

Tyson on a muh'fucker vampire style, I'm a bloodsucker

You turnin' into a mad ducker, tellin' ya dog

I'm at the Rucker with a bad Puerto Rican chick

Fat as my cash and she a dick sucker, get up outcha car

You ain't goin' real far, see the chainsaw?

Breakin' the law, like turnin' a dyke

When it come to that man that just like Mike

I don't care what you like, I'll make you run in outer space

If you go to court man, only wish you got a case

For real, I'm fuckin' faced on a hill of ice

Mag hot now nigga 50 G's the price


[Verse 3: Timbaland]

Timbaland good for that - {*beat plays, he scats*}

{*scatting*} - I invented that

Hear the hi-hat, hear the bass line on the track

Remember One in a Million when I left ya back

Producers sayin', "How you get your sound like that?"

I don't know playa, I'm a creative cat

Got party people dancin' to dis and dat

Got party people sayin', "This a dope-ass track!"


[Chorus: Timbaland & (Twista)]

All my party people gon' do what? (Gonna get buck)

Get some liquor in the gut (so whassup?)

(Get them lighters lit up, make them get up

With somethin' the East and West gon' bump)

All my party people gon' do what? (Get crunk)

Get some liquor in the gut (so whassup?)

(Get them lighters lit up

T got some gangsta shit, that's beatin' in yo' trunk)


[Verse 4: Twista]

Timbaland hit 'em with the um, ah-um, ah-um-ahh, you gon' do what?

Stop frontin' you bumpin' the new cut

Like a shoe ah, um ah-um ah, hit 'em in the gut

Twitchin' and itchin' to get up, I hit 'em up

With some skanless to vibe to and ride to

With the stanky inside you - listen to while a freak lickin' you

Go on a bogus mission to

Somethin' you Crip-walk in the kitchen to

Somethin' you bump on the porch or the park

Or pump it while you displayin' yo' heart when you flex on a mark

You can play it to clear your head from drama with the Feds

And all the homies like down for when they in the dark

Used to rock up at the block club, players wasn't ridin slick

You can let your mind cruise for miles

They can't tell no sucker who's allowed, with a strap on the mic

I'm thinkin' how can I move the crowd, move the crowd


[Chorus: Timbaland & (Twista)]

All my party people gon' do what? (Gonna get buck)

Get some liquor in the gut (so whassup?)

(Get them lighters lit up, make them get up

With somethin' the East and West gon' bump)

All my party people gon' do what? (Get crunk)

Get some liquor in the gut (so whassup?)

(Get them lighters lit up

T got some gangsta shit, that's beatin' in yo' trunk)

All my party people gon' do what? (Gonna get buck)

Get some liquor in the gut (so whassup?)

(Get them lighters lit up, make them get up

With somethin' the East and West gon' bump)

All my party people gon' do what? (Get crunk)

Get some liquor in the gut (so whassup?)

(Get them lighters lit up

T got some gangsta shit, that's beatin' in yo' trunk)


[Break: Timbaland]

.. bounce wit me, bounce wit me, bounce, ow ow ow

Ow ow ow-ow ah, shake wit me, shake wit me, shake wit me, shake..

.. bounce wit me, bounce wit me..

Shake wit me, shake wit me

Ow, one time, bounce wit me, bounce wit me

Yo, ahh


[Verse 5: Timbaland]

Remember when you first found me?

I was workin' at Burger King

Now take a good look around me

Look at all these cars, look at all these girls

Why you always tryin' to put down me?

Why you always tryin' to put down me?

You get 'round your friends and try to clown me

Why you always tryin' to pull that boo-boo?

I'm gettin' tired of all that bullshit

Always talkin' dis and dat

Your girls screamin', "We looove him!"

See girls, they LOVE me

Girl that's just, only Tim

Yes, it's only Tim

Whatchu talkin' 'bout that's only Tim?

Yeah whatchu talkin' 'bout that's only Tim?

'Cause


[Bridge: Timbaland]

I made it this far (this far)

Made it without yo' money (yo' money)

Made it without yo' car (yo' car)

Made it without yo' naggin' (what?)

Now look who's the star (woo!)

I made it this far (this far)

Made it without yo' money (yo' money)

Made it without yo' car (yo' car)

Made it without yo' naggin' (what?)

Now look who's the star (woo!)


[Outro: Timbaland]

YaknowhatI'msayin'?

Why it gotta happen to people like me, I don't get it

I don't understand it

That's why people like myself, only hang with self

Hahaha, and nobody else

Easy now