Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Can't Nobody, artist - Timbaland. Date of issue: 18.09.2019
Song language: English
Can't Nobody |
| C’mon ah what? |
| Ah, what? |
| C’mon, ah, what? |
| Ah, what? |
| C’mon, c’mon, ah, what? |
| Ah, 1 Life 2 Live, what? |
| Ah, what? |
| (1 Life) |
| Live, huh? |
| Yeah |
| Y’all cats ain’t ready, I’m just too much |
| When I was young, my mamma said I used to cuss too much |
| If I ain’t known you twenty years, I don’t trust you much |
| Roll with nuthin' but thugs and hustlers, yeah |
| I don’t care if they crackin' down |
| I’mma drug graduate without the caps and gowns |
| I used to have a thing for buying gats and pounds |
| And I laugh in my rhymes cuz you cats is clowns |
| (Babe Blue) |
| Smash you down, patch you down |
| We take yo guns and we blast yo' round |
| Pass the crown to the new female king |
| This is real dog, you nuthin' but a Lee Nail thing |
| (1 Life) |
| Like the end of the world |
| We put it all to a stop and |
| Chicken heads and dimes, yeah, they all gon' flock |
| And you go against us and you all gonna flop |
| When we reign, you gon' need more than a mop |
| (All) |
| 1 — Can’t nobody do it like we do |
| (What what what what what) |
| Can’t nobody do it like we do |
| (What what what what) |
| Can’t nobody do it like we do |
| (What what what what what) |
| Can’t nobody do it like y’all do |
| (What what what what) |
| When we spit, yo we never run outta rounds |
| This is lifeball not football, you outta bounds |
| Since some of you people’s houses I be cruisin' around |
| Slow it down cuz I think that I’m losing you now |
| For those that’s not lost, tell y’all hoe’s to stop |
| Cuz the union is in here, toast it up When they shoot you suppose to duck |
| Look at them by the bar posing drunk |
| (Say what?) |
| (Babe Blue) |
| We don’t care who we toast in here |
| We get you for how much you gross this year |
| You not a punk, you suppose to fear |
| Better not come out until the coast is clear |
| (1 Life) |
| Totin' beer, you hatin', sayin' how they get a deal that fast |
| But even without this rap game I still have cash |
| My mommy wears a money wiz, I’m trickin' buying Vickey Secret |
| Just to cover her punani hair |
| Repeat 1 |
| (Lil' Man) |
| Uh oh, you didn’t think I was coming |
| My people can’t stand for the little man |
| To rock without or with bad |
| I can determine what chu gon' do Are ya gon' play it? |
| Are ya gon' move? |
| The party ain’t gon' start if ya don’t dance |
| I don’t care if you leave, but you still be my man |
| I don’t get mad over silly pettyness |
| I say to hell with it, say oh well with it Timbaland is known watch him make ya move ya feet |
| Make dope beats, rhyming sound so unique |
| His Beats are like Sean Archer and Caster Troy |
| Ya need the same identity to find how he soars |
| He’s the wicked man, the wicked just begun |
| Call him Timbaland the resurrection |
| Clear-ese |
| Don’t try to hide from ya fear |
| Clear-ese |
| Don’t ya hear the set got in ya ear? |
| Clear-ese |
| This is the love man you’re talking to Clear-ese |
| His beats are dope, I try to tell you |
| Can’t nobody see us in the nine eight |
| Or the nine nine |
| (Freaky freaky) |
| You’re late |
| (Freaky) You’re late |
| (Freaky) You’re late |
| (Hey girls and guys) |
| You’re late |
| Repeat 1 |
| Repeat 1 |
| Like y’all, the public |
| Is y’all the public |
| Ya do it so well |
| This goes out to y’all |
| Quiet Storm, Z-man |
| 1 Life 2 Live |
| Little Man |
| Wanna thank y’all |
| For makin' us Who we are today |