Ginuwine Timbaland Joy Lyrics

Joy Lyrics

[Timbaland]



Sup party people?Huh



How y'all doin?



Me and Magoo gonna chill on the track, haha



Let my man Ginuwine bring it in, like this, uhh











[Ginuwine]



I know I sound bold



 (what's your favorite position?)



Not every player's cold, nooo baby



 (that's a superstition)



I'd like to take a hold, of you, baby



 (ask me for permission)



I won't even tell a soul, ohhh



 (once you feign submission)



We'll go on an Isley track, yeahh yeah



 (would you like that production)



and I will massage your back, baby girl



 (that's called my seduction)



I'm headed down this life, soon



(listen up my instruction)



Baby you need to relax, sit back [sit back]



Cause I wanna bring you joy, joyyyyy baby



 (joy.... JOY, JOY, JOY)



Every day, and every night, joyyy



 (JOY, JOYyyyyy JOY)



Yeahh joyyy, c'mon, I wanna give you joy baby



 (joy.... JOY, JOY, JOY)



Joyy, c'mon, joyyy



 (JOY, JOYyyyyy JOY)











I'll say it's lost when you're fast girl



 (you can't have your perfection)



C'mon now girl, baby don't close your eyees ladyyy



 (cause you see my reflection)



And even though I knowww your shineee



 (make no signs of reflection)



I see that you're willing to tryyyy



 (you're headed in my direction)



I wanna bring you joyy, joy joy joy joy joy joy joy



 (joy.... JOY, JOY, JOY)



You hear me baby, I wanna bring you joy, joyyhoyyyjoy



 (JOY, JOYyyyyy JOY)



[Hah, oooohhhh, like that, hella joy, I got plenty joy]



In the morning, joy, joyyyyy, joy



 (joy.... JOY, JOY, JOY)



Joyyy, joy joy, hah



 (JOY, JOYyyyyy JOY)



[Uhh, uhh uhh]











Out of all my candy coated cooters, you my Almond Joy



You can be my boy, my little toy, I'm a Freakazoid



I can't fight the feelin cause the feelin got me fightin fast



Gimme twenty minutes, I'ma be to see that ass



Cause after the last time, we started fightin fire



You be my Queen, fiend-da-deen-deen, I'll be your supplier



This ain't no carbon copy hoe this is the real thang



Young mack, on the attack, girl you can't complain











It's gonna be (it's gonna be)



Beeee (be be be be be be be be so live)



*repeat 4X*











 (singers provide "Joy... JOY, JOY, JOY" chorus to end)



Joy, joy, joy



All about joy to you



Ohh, joy, joy in the morning



In the evening, joy



Late in the midnight hour, joy



Joy, joyyohhhohhyjoy



Ayyayayyyyayy, joy



Oahahhahahahahah, ahahahahahaha, joy



Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh



Joyy, joyyyyy



Joyyyy all the time y'all, joy



Joyy, joyy



Joyyyyy that you can feel



Joyy, joyy



All that we even need is joy y'all



Joyy, joyy



Just a little bit, just a little bit



ofjoyy, joyy *fades*