Clock Strikes (remix) Lyrics

Clock Strikes (remix)

[Timbaland]
Yo... dot-da-dot-dot-dot, party ain't over
Uh-huh, what,
uh-huh, what?
Dot-dot-dot da party ain't over
Diggi do, uh-huh, what?
Uh-huh, what, the party ain't over
Uh-huh, what, yeah, what...
diggi-diggi-diggi-diggi-diggi...

[Magoo]
I'ma kill you all, like
O.J.
Diss Maganoo, for real you must pay
Listen to the way my rap flow
delay
His mama named him Clay, I'ma call him Clay
Back of the bus, with
Rosa Parks
Too much to say, watch my remarks
South to VA, up side to
Philly
Y'all be killin me, for real on the really
Recognize the P, when
you see he
sport the Kangol with N-I-K-E
Break me off a piece of that,
Kit-Kat
You do the horse and make your Gucci wet
Came through the crowd,
heard the brother booin
Said real low, 'Hey whatcha doin?'
Don't you know
I've been rappin on tracks
since back in the days when tapes was
eight-track
Relax and jump to it, like Duran Duran
Black as Buckwheat,
still get a tan
Go over to your girl, hey what's yo' number
You and your
crew must be Dumb & Dumber

[Timbaland]
Timbaland, uh-huh,
understand
Kickin the fly beats for all my fly fans
Not Peter Piper but,
Peter Pan
Beat, guaran-guaran, teed to make you dance
People wanna know
where I where I get my rhythm
Rhythm, come from, the thing called
wisdom
Wisdom is the thing that comes from the dome-dome
when the, clock,
strikes, twelve and it's on
People already already feelin my groove
Now's
the time for, me to show and prove
Now it's time to get back to my basic
method
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