Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Put' Em On, artist - Timbaland.
Date of issue: 15.09.2019
Song language: English
Put' Em On |
Do you like it, do you like it, do you like it, whassup? |
Do you like it, do you like it, do you like it, what? |
(put em on, put em on, put em on) |
Do you like it, do you like it, do you like it, whassup? |
(put em on, put em on, put em on) |
Do you like it, do you like it, do you like it, what? |
(put em on, put em on, put em on) |
Do you like it, do you like it, do you like it, whassup? |
(put em on, put em on, put em on) |
Do you like it, do you like it, do you like it, what? |
Do you like it, do you like it, do you like it, whassup? |
(put em on, put em on, put em on) |
Do you like it, do you like it, do you like it, what? |
(the first verse, bird) |
Its a hot saturday |
My little sisters outside |
Playin patty cake (patty cake) |
My mommas in the kitchen (kitchen) |
Wit the shake n bake |
Magoo got on the stockin cap |
Tryin to pick this way |
Im (Im) in the back with the play sta |
A little boy (boy) came and gave me an invitation |
Said theres a party and ya gotta wear your suit |
And aint no time (time) for the d-q |
I say who-dee-who |
Pass me the courvoisier |
Its a party-yea, its time to play |
I see today is a good day |
Im out for gleem, plus play it then finally hit your screen |
I may not be the giant but I want that jolly green |
I got tomorrows dreams baby, dont share the turf (what?) |
Maybe Ill tap your glass, I got some cheers for you |
For they yak cant hold me back |
So baby, whassup with that? |
(yeah, yeah, yeah) |
Tell me where the party at Pick it pick it pick it up You and I goin do that damn thing, make it bang |
You went out to the room in the back |
Bring me in a henney and a pack |
Give a blunt to that fact suicide |
State of mind, do or die, anytime |
We can bang in the back of the lac |
Any damn thing bang |
Do the thing in the back of the lac |
In the car, at the bar, gettin high, wanna try |
You went out with the heels on the block |
Get the nines all coughin |
And niggas gon run in our spot |
Wonder why hypnotize, on my eyes and thighs |
You aint heard of me yet |
But I betcha aint met another one yet |
Who do it like this |
Its on, put yo hands in the air |
We got you in the zone, get yo hands in the air |
If its on, put your hands in the air |
We got you in the zone, put your hands in the air |
If its on, put your hands in the air |
We got you in the zone, put your hands in the air |
If its on, put your hands in the air |
We got you in the zone, put your hands in the air |
See Im keepin all the party people in the place |
And Ill pull another playas parts bags |
Send searchin for sex for six packs, |
See Im simpsoning them all to the back |
She even knows Im hellerin |
So theyll move till they pickin low, go over really |
If I say hit his head and then hang another round |
Im showing em, knowing if its a drag |
That you hit it from the back and stroke |
Left to the right keep it right on time |
One time, two time for your mind |
Better get soft layers and go over mine |
Come about two chairs and go heres an ear if its on tonight |
Then this is the word I speak |
Shit dont quicks mo too tight |
I come clear to your mouth and spit many a spouse and get |
Civil cuz riddles can sizzle picks it a foul out |
Package your rap attack, its for presses and stash |
They catch your track by the tail and smack they head on the nail |
Factoring the jam made by timbaland givin fans something |
Bumpin (bumpin) and scrumpin for your consumption |
Listen close to the slick and those quick quotes |
Keep gettin dope shit, fuck with this, itll get you so most |
When she get crucial forget about what chu used to Cuz Im here to pay dues too, nigga put it to the back sayin |
Imma school you on the rules to how to tell whos who |
On a cruise to whos tryin to use you |
In the same sentence demention that will lose your attention |
So pull mad intentions like mag |
Lot of people gonna wanna see me stand stagnant, but it aint gonna happen |
Sound completely like twista, or get mean like mista |
For they feel the purple from the first time |
The first rhyme that they first heard |
First word, niggas know that Im a gold mine |
Come on niggas now lets go a time |
Tell Im in a power mood, the party groove records tour if I move it Imma support their dues or loose it Its on, put yo hands in the air |
If I got you in the zone, get yo hands in the air |
If its on, put your hands in the air |
I got you in the zone, put your hands in the air |
If its on, put your hands in the air |
If I got you in the zone, put your hands in the air |
If its on, put your hands in the air |
If got you in the zone, put your hands in the air |
If its on, put your hands in the air |
I got you in the zone, put your hands in the air |
If its on, put your hands in the air |
If I got you in the zone, put your hands in the air |
If its on, put your hands in the air |
If got you in the zone, put your hands in the air |
If its on, put your hands in the air |
If I got you in the zone, put your hands in the air |
Put em on, put em on, put em on Put em on, put em on, put em on Put em on, put em on, put em on Put em on, put em on, put em on If its on, put your |
hands in the air |
We got you in the zone, put your hands in the air |
If its on, put your hands in the air |
We got you in the zone, put your hands in the air |