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06.09.08, 14:31 | #2 (permalink) |
Alfa Üye Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul
Mesajlar: 11.417
Konular: 1154 Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi : | 3:30 In The Morning 3:30 In The Morning Oh Well well well well, mmm Oh ho oh oh oh ho oh Mmm, mmm, uh uh Oh yeah Oh yeah yea Tell me why you trippin', out on me, mm Everytime I wanna hang out You get mad at me Why can't I do the things, that I like to do, mmm Why can't you put your trust in me Like I put my trust in you Even if I'm... Even if I'm out till 3:30 in the morning I won't talk to no one, I'ma tell 'em about my honey Even if the guys try to tip me with their money I'ma let 'em know I'm dedicated to my honey Why you wanna argue with me, all the time? Even when I'm out with my girls You be on my mind Why can't you sit down And understand That no matter where I be, or where I am I let them know that you're my man, you're my man Even if I'm out till 3:30 in the morning I won't talk to no one, I'ma tell 'em about my honey Even if the guys try to tip me with their money I'ma let 'em know I'm dedicated to my honey No one but you I'll be coming home to you No one but you Even if it's after two Even if I'm out till 3:30 in the morning I won't talk to no one, cause I've got my honey Even if the guys try to tip me with their money I'ma let 'em know I'm dedicated to my honey... Timbaland |
06.09.08, 14:32 | #3 (permalink) |
Alfa Üye Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul
Mesajlar: 11.417
Konular: 1154 Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi : | Apologize Apologize I'm holding on your rope Got me ten feet off the ground And I'm hearing what you say But I just can't make a sound You tell me that you need me Then you go and cut me down But wait... You tell me that you're sorry Didn't think I'd turn around and say.. That it's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late I'd take another chance, take a fall, take a shot for you And I need you like a heart needs a beat (But that's nothing new) Yeah yeah I loved you with a fire red, now it's turning blue And you say Sorry like the Angel Heaven let me think was you, But I'm afraid It's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late Woahooo woah It's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologize, yeah yeah I said it's too late to apologize, a yeah I'm holding your rope Got me ten feet off the ground... Timbaland |
06.09.08, 14:35 | #4 (permalink) |
Alfa Üye Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul
Mesajlar: 11.417
Konular: 1154 Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi : | Birthday Birthday [Playa] Oahahohhhhhhhh Happy birthday baby Baby, baby, baby Girl when you're with me, you know we ball For sure And baby every time I have a ball With you So I made reservations for, this special day Baby Baby bring your baby oil, and your lingerie C'mon We got a five star room, the luxury suite With marble floors, and don't thank me Cause I did I did this for your birthday All for you, all for you With a king size bed, the Cognac bar The sweet TV with the VCR And I did it I did this for your birthday Yeahahahah, yeah yeah yeah Whoahowhoa, ahh yeah I felt like I could break a couple of rooms, for you That's how I brought myself to buy this expensive room Let's do it in the jacuzzi On the balcony, baby, whoahhahhh Girl let's enjoy this special night Cause the bill's on me We got a five star room, the luxury suite With marble floors, and don't thank me Cause I did I did this for your birthday Whoo! Do not, do not, do not.. did not do it baby! With a king size bed, the Cognac bar The sweet TV with the VCR And I did it I did this for your birthday I'm what you want, I'm what you need Let's get on the floor - let's get on the floor Let's get in the chair - in the chair On the sink - on the sink In the bed - in the bed Back on the rug - back on the rug In the tub - in the tub I perform - I perform Anywhere - anywhere Let's get on the floor - let's get on the floor Let's get in the chair - in the chair On the sink - on the sink In the bed - in the bed Back on the rug - back on the rug Or in the tub - or in the tub I'll perform - I'll perform Anywhere - anywhere You have a five star room, the luxury suite With marble floors, and don't thank me Cause I did I did this for your birthday You seem like you've been workin so hard With a king size bed, the Cognac bar And you need just a special day The sweet TV with the VCR Yeahhahayeah ohh yeah And I did it I did this for your birthday Happy birthday birthday baby! We got a five star room, the luxury suite Wait a minute! With marble floors, and don't thank me Wait, wait.. wait! Cause I did I did this for your birthday Yeahhhhhhh! With a king size bed, the Cognac bar C'mon in, c'mon in The sweet TV with the VCR And I did it I did this for your birthday Yeah.. yeahhh, yeahhhahhh... Timbaland |
06.09.08, 14:36 | #5 (permalink) |
Alfa Üye Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul
Mesajlar: 11.417
Konular: 1154 Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi : | Boardmeeting Boardmeeting Clap ya hands everybody, if you got what it takes I'm timbo and I want you to know that these are the brakes Uh-huh, uh-huh Hey, get ya back up off the wall Uh-huh, uh-huh Hey, get ya back up off the wall Uh-huh, uh-huh Hey, get ya back up off the wall Uh-huh, uh-huh Let me tell ya You got me feining for your body parts You said you lonely and you need it bad Come and see me when you wanna to start And where we going you don't have to ask Come in my sight? with the blunt in the air Let me seduce you, let me play in your hair I see that you're hyper, let's take it upstairs Hey girl! Let's have a meeting, a meeting I know a quiet place where we can talk Girl, relax and let me do my thing Baby I don't wanna to break your heart I just want to make you say my name Come in my sight? with the blunt in the air Let me seduce you, let me play in your hair I see that you're hyper, let's take it upstairs Hey girl! Let's have a meeting, a meeting I'm a chick nigga (heart with a man)? fo sho In the back of my mind, girl you infidel Even though you a skunk?, I'm a fan of chest Role play you the best, you supply the sex Yes, I'm a fein of your hole One hit of you, when I lose control I look in your eyes, I can see yo soul Bankroll in the hole for you to cause and go Come in my sight? with the blunt in the air Let me seduce you, let me play in your hair I see that you're hyper, let's take it upstairs Hey girl! Let's have a meeting, a meeting Uh-huh, uh-huh Get ya back up off the wall Uh-huh, uh-huh Hey! Get ya back up off the wall Uh-huh, uh-huh Get ya back up off the wall Uh-huh, uh-huh Meeting's ajourned Huh, the meeting's just begun Watch this... Timbaland |
06.09.08, 14:39 | #6 (permalink) |
Alfa Üye Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul
Mesajlar: 11.417
Konular: 1154 Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi : | Bombay Bombay Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum Pum Ooowwwhooaa (guys) Ahhhhhhh (carries on through) [Punjabi Chick] Yeah [Timbaland] Mere Zindagi Tere Ho gayhe (My life has become your property) Mere Gaan (My life or My Love) Mere Gaan Come on [Timbaland] Oooooo (carries on through) Ye Diwanagi Huh? [Timbaland] Na roke kubi (May this infactuation never end) Mere Gaan Mere Gaan Yeah [Timbaland] Mere Zindagi Tere Ho gayhe (My life has become your property) Bring it Back [Timbaland] Ye Diwandigi na roke kubi (May this love never end) Bring it Back [Timbaland] Mere Zindagi Tere Ho gayhe (My life has become your property) Bring it Back [Timbaland] Ye Diwandigi na roke kubi (May this love never end) Break it down [Timbaland] Mudhoss hayra dil mai bat kiya? (My intoxicated Heart is surprised) Say What? [Timbaland] Ah ha ha ha Pucho Na (Don't ask me why) Ah ha ha ha Pucho Na (Don't ask me Why) Haah! [Timbaland] Mudhoss hayra dil mai bat kiya? (My intoxicated Heart is surprised) Ah ha ha ha Pucho Na (Don't ask me why) Ah ha ha ha Fricky fricky dumm [DJ scratch noise...Timbaland] Ahja tu ahja mere saminay tu ahja jaanu (Come on baby come to me or come in front of me) Haah! [Timbaland] Kitna tashowu gay, kitna bolowo gay muchay tum (how much will you tease me, how much will you call me) Haah! [Timbaland] Ahja tu ahja mere saminay tu ahja jaanu (Come on baby come to me or come in front of me) O! [Timbaland] Kitna tashowu gay, kitna bolowo gay muchay tum (how much will you tease me, how much will you call me) Fricky fricky ahh [DJ scratch beatbox again...Timbaland] Owwwwwwhooooooooo [Punjabi Chick] There aint no way in the world im gonna leave you baby [Timbaland] Owwwwwwhoooooooo [Punjabi Chick] Your my teasure and i got the key to ya baby [Timbaland] Owwwwwwhoooooooooo [Punjabi Chick] Let's ride on my Titanic baby (...if u know what i mean) [Timbaland] Owwwwwwhoooooooooo [Punjabi Chick] Being in love goes down as one of the greatest [Timbaland] Owwwwwwhoooooooooo [Punjabi Chick] Theres no me without you (you) [Timbaland] Owwwwwwhoooooooooo [Punjabi Chick] Baby girl you make my dream come true [Timbaland] Sing it to me Tu hay tu hay, Hum yaha hay (you are you are, we are here) Aahoo chulay, ish jahan say (come on let go from this place) Aahoo millay, zazah millay (come on lets meet, lets meet ecstasy) Ubb hum bahoto, ek ho jahay (now let us both, become one) Hey hey hey hey Pa pum pum pa pa ra [repeats+carries on through] Put it up yo Give it to me hey! Put it up yo Give it to me come on Put it up yo Give it to me hey! Put it up yo Give it to me hey! Put it up yo Give it to me hey! Put it up yo Break it down now Ah ah ah ah Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa I like that uh Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa I like that uh Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa I like that uh Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa I like that uh Ahhwooahhhaaa Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa I like that uh Ooowwwhooaa ooowwwhooaa Fricky fricky break owwh [DJ scratch beat boxing] Pum pum pum pum pa rum Digga doh, doh doh digga doh [Punjabi Chick] Doh [Timbaland] Digga doh digga doh digga doh [Punjabi Chick] Doh [Timbaland] Digga doh, doh doh digga doh [Punjabi Chick] Doh [Timbaland] Digga doh digga doh digga doh [Punjabi Chick] Haah! [Timbaland] Digga doh, doh doh digga doh [Punjabi Chick] Digga doh digga doh digga doh [Punjabi Chick] Beebay [Timbaland] Digga doh, doh doh digga doh [Punjabi Chick] Digga doh digga doh digga doh [Punjabi Chick] Beebay [Timbaland] Rooooaaaaaah [Timbaland] Timbaland |
06.09.08, 14:42 | #7 (permalink) |
Alfa Üye Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul
Mesajlar: 11.417
Konular: 1154 Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi : | Bounce Bounce (Tempo has reached critical level) (Tempo has reached critical level) Huh... bounce... ooh I like you... bounce... C'mere girl, c'mere girl, c'mere girl, bounce C'mere girl, c'mere girl, c'mere girl, bounce C'mere girl, c'mere girl, c'mere girl, bounce C'mere girl, c'mere girl, let me talk to you [Timbaland] Let me see them big titties, don't act saddity you ain't pretty Break bread if you wanna get wit' me, all I wanna do is dig off in them kidneys Tell ya boyfriend he better mind his business, 'fore he end up in the trunk of my Bentley I am still a boss, he can't hit me, he ain't got enough paper to deal wit' me Baby girl wanna two step wit' me, turn around rub ya ass up against me Whoa, lil' mama done got tipsy, and then tonight, tomorrow you're history All you haters wit' that hoe sh*t miss me, I stay strapped security don't frisk me Set it off 'til this muthafu*ka empty, I turn around do the same sh*t next week Come on [Timbaland & Justin Timberlake] Bounce (like yo' ass had the hiccups) Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up) Bounce (why you lookin' so sad? baby girl you need to cheer up) Bounce (I got the remedy, it's you on me and me on you And you on me and me on you and you on her Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me Then me on y'all and y'all on me Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh) [Dr. Dre] OOH! There she go, just what the Doc's been lookin' foShe just what I need, black and Chinese like Sum Yung Ho I got a bungalow, we can diappear for a week or so (yeah) I got a steady young flow, super bowl wit' it like I'm Dungy yo (oh) Yes, congratulations, you won a millionaire invitation Sorry I'm so demandin', but save the dancin', for back at the mansion and Ain't, this money handsome? Ain't, that a panty anthem? I kill me, just like you, from the back you'll see [Timbaland & Justin Timberlake] Bounce (like yo' ass had the hiccups) Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up) Bounce (why you lookin' so sad? baby girl you need to cheer up) Bounce (I got the remedy, it's you on me and me on you And you on me and me on you and you on her Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me Then me on y'all and y'all on me Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh) [Missy Elliott] Hold up! Hell naw! Like Britney Spears I wear no draws In the club I drink it up, gulp gulp drink it up Got Patron sippin' in my cup, that's ya man I bet I can make him look When he see the jugs he wanna rush and get a quick touch of the big ol' butt Mmhmm big ol' butt, thick legs, big ol' jugs, legs stick like rims on the truck Take him to the crib, yep, we gon' fu*k, you can call me a freak I like to get buck I don't have to do much to make you get it up Some young hoe she worth two dollars, I'm worth more dollars that make a beauty parlors I pop collars, c-c-c-collars, I don't buy shots I only buy the bottles Only rich girls, we only buy the bottles And like a porn star I'm best when I swallow [Timbaland & Justin Timberlake] Bounce (like yo' ass had the hiccups) Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up) Bounce (why you lookin' so sad? baby girl you need to cheer up) Bounce (I got the remedy, it's you on me and me on you And you on me and me on you and you on her Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me Then me on y'all and y'all on me Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh) Timbaland |
06.09.08, 14:44 | #8 (permalink) |
Alfa Üye Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul
Mesajlar: 11.417
Konular: 1154 Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi : | Bringin' It Bringin' It What Yo yo yo yo yo yo Ha ha It ain't over baby It dont stop like dat dat dat datdat dat Wah-kump Dat datdat dat Wah-kump, wah-kump Dat dat dat datdat dat Wah-kump Come on One question: Who be the thug that yall love most? Or give a toast to this freestyle drug dose The thug muscle So whistle if you hear clear Gon' get you close and yous a dead man like last year See most fear The marvelous, alias You dare discuss and get yo mutha****in head crushed These slugs bust the most wanted when they just appointed I stomp dogs and leave em froze because you know you fronted Too many MC's not clearly on this hype tip I'll **** yo mic and catch you later on some snipe shit extended clips I represent because my thugs trip Easy boy, I'm stompin corners where them drugs flip Ali Baba snakin lakin trustin north shit You catch a grip or leave a don to climb the night hits It's mob official You test I'll leave you knock-knissued Bandaged up like a snitch cuz I ain't ****in with you Straight up, we bringin' it What y'all, huh huh, V-A Know about this What y'all in Hampton, huh huh Know about this What y'all in p-town Know about this What y'All in Hoviay Know about this Check it out I'm ya p-town hit man I'll make ya shit man Pay my stick man to do my dirt I'm filthy rich man My thugs always hang around the top dog of all dogs Make em pick locks and spit glocks until you shit rocks I told you that I'm project strong You took me wrong and learned that thorough cats don't last long Alias the Don I leave it messy like I'm Joseph Pesci don't **** around, you ever test me and you'll have to wet me I'm ghetto fabulous the mob crush the Lord just, never be discussed When there's dirt involved, niggas leave the mouth closed to hush I rush club scenes like, "What?" Always carryin the bust The reason why, these niggas that ruck ain't had enough I hate to peel ya cabbage back, or bitch-slap Cuz otherwise you wouldn't quit that, to kidnap So what I'm sayin is, everybody's real within the game Alias be the fame, so you don't know my name, Nıgga what What y'all V-A know about this What y'all in Hampton, what Know about this What y'all in Nomo Know about this What y'll in Chesapeake Know about this Bring it boy See I told y'all mother****ers that my clique roll deep AK's and street sweeps gunnin down in ya peeps 44's and Calico, Pretty Ricky and Low Thugs know The real on how I let shit go But if it's real, my niggas hold a forty and fill Mass grills, body armor, niggas trained to kill I'm at the point of no return, so I let shells spill Vinny Rush, Crazy JJ and Mush must chill And Killa K and Johnny Hesh steady aimin that steel Shit's for real, my nigga P and Mike might peel They get the gats and crazy stuff my brother love the ghetto tugs and set on top of niggas what let's straight wet the party up ESP was in the cut my rootin black, pull it up Is that enough? Y'all niggas still fail to call my bluff? And yet I told you, when left back cain't nobody knows you I suppose you Woulda kept your mouth closed like I told you What y'all in V-A Know about this- I told you What y'all in Nomo, what Know about this, what... Timbaland |
06.09.08, 14:46 | #9 (permalink) |
Alfa Üye Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul
Mesajlar: 11.417
Konular: 1154 Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi : | Can't Nobody Can't Nobody [Timbaland] 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 [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 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... Timbaland |
06.09.08, 14:48 | #10 (permalink) |
Alfa Üye Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul
Mesajlar: 11.417
Konular: 1154 Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi : | Come & Get Me Come & Get Me Nigga Your Time Is Up, I Aint Come To Kid You I Knew You niggas Was Dumb, But How Dumb Is You Thinkin You Can See The King, When You Unofficial You Dont wanna Go To War, Cuz I'll Launch These Missiles I'm A Ride Or Die Nigga, I Be Tearin Shit Up We Aint Like Them Other Fools, Who Dont Compare To Us All The Hoes Love A Nigga, They be Backing It Up But Me I Love Money I Be Stacking It Up When My Bandwagon Pull Up They Hop On Board They Hop Right On Mine and Hop Right Off Yours I Get Respect Homie All Across The Board I Get A Quarter Mill A Track Without An Award Ever Wanna Test A Nigga Then Come See Me In The Street I Hold My Ground Like I'm Concrete I Know Shit Aint Sweet so When Shit Get Deep I'm Rich I Can Pay To Have You Six Feet Deep Nigga I Give It To Whoever Want It, If You Want It Come See Me You Know Where I'm At If You, If You Want It Come Get Me Nigga You Violate I Regulate Rat Tat Tat Bigger Shells They Fit In That Banana Clip Tech Run and A Bullseye Form on Your Back It's Hard To Miss Wit A Full Clip In The Mac I Got Ammo Ammo I Unload, Reload Cut A Nigga Quick Ye My Knife Game Lethal That Tough Guy Shit Nigga Thats What I see Through You Like a 3 Course Meal Mother****er I Eat You You Food And I'm In The Mood So Front I Let The Hammer Fly Nigga You Can Duck, Run For Cover, Or Die Your Choice, You Choose I Pop, You Move, Like You In Shock You Been Shot Nigga.. Your Blood On The Street, You Up Ships Creek You Can Hardly Speak, Startin To Get Weak Your Eyes Close Your Life Flash, Your Heart Slow, Your Heart Stop, Your Ass Dead, You ****ed Kid I'm Like Nicholas Cage Yeye Its The Ghost Rider P89 Ye I Let My Toast Slide, Costa Rica To Brazil I Got My Hoes In The Lamb, why Your Bitch Bald Headed Like Britney Spears, I'm In The Projects Gettin Dope and Piff Money 2 More Flips Thats Anna Nicole Smith Money, **** A G4 I'm In a G 500, G 450, G550, Thats Airplane Talk I'm The Aviator Man Baby AR Shoot Your Baby Out Your Hands Spaghetti And Corn Bread, Mix Got Me Blunted, There's No Talk Abouts.. You Dont **** On An Empty Stomach By Out The Mall, Then Hug The Block, Hundred Thou Wood Grain In A Phantom Drop, Then I Cruise In The Club Got My Ruge In The Club, Pay A Bouncer A Buck Now My Uz In The Club, Ye Nigga... Timbaland |
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