Lyrics Man Undercover - Timbaland, Magoo, Aaliyah

Man Undercover

Say what
You look good
(say it two times)
You look good good
(say it three times)
You look good good good
(say it four times)
Oh oh oh oh good
I, I, like the way, way you get down, down
(thats the way I like it)
You’re the kinda guy
That makes mama feel proud
Don’t have to show you’re the boss
I, I, like you the way that you are
I like my man undercover
Smooth dark brotha
Fly to the bone
You don’t need no fly jeep
To come and scoop me
You can drive what you own
(That's the way I like it)
A man undercover
Smooth black brotha
Fly to the bone
Don’t need no Gucci sweater
To make you look better
You can wear what you own
I, i, love, love the way that you smile, smile
You, you the type of guy
That got his own style
All I want to do is be with you
You, you got me feelin
The way that I do
I like my man undercover
Smooth dark brotha
Fly to the bone
You don’t need no fly jeep
To come and scoop me
You can drive what you own
(That's the way I like it)
A man undercover
Smooth black brotha
Fly to the bone
Don’t need no Gucci sweater
To make you look better
You can wear what you own
Say what
You look good
(say it two times)
You look good good
(say it three times)
You look good good good
(say it four times)
Oh oh oh oh good
Let me pick you up in my jeep (my jeep)
Listenin to this phat ill beat (ill beat)
Lets cruise around the town (the town)
I’m diggin you are you diggin me
Let’s hop on my Harley Dave (Harley Dave)
It cost about 20K (20K)
What it takes me to persuade (persuade)
Turn your night in to day (to day)
I never seen a girl (a girl)
Who hypnotize like you (like you)
Who walk just like you (like you)
Who talk just like you (like you)
I wanna be your lover (your lover)
That ill type brotha (brotha)
Baby girl baby girl (baby girl)
We can keep it undercover
I like my man undercover
Smooth dark brotha
Fly to the bone
You don’t need no fly jeep
To come and scoop me
You can drive what you own
(That's the way I like it)
A man undercover
Smooth black brotha
Fly to the bone
Don’t need no Gucci sweater
To make you look better
You can wear what you own