Magoo And Timbaland Joy Lyrics

Joy Lyrics

featuring Ginuwine  Playa  

  

 [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  

 of joyy, joyy *fades