Lyrics

[Chorus: Timbaland] Turn them lights out, light them flames up You better watch your girl 'for she claim us Here we are now, ghetto famous This superstar shit ain't gone change us Turn them lights out, light them flames up You better watch your girl 'for she claim us Here we are now, ghetto famous This superstar shit ain't gone change us [Verse 1: Timbaland] Everywhere I go the ladies love Timbaland I got a lotta Gs but gettin' more is in my plans Got a big truck sittin' on 20 inch [?] This Beat Club shit is known from here to Switzerland When I walk up in the club I makе everything stop Don't let this icе fool you shawty, I make everything hot I could be rappin' off the top, ain't no simps on my block I could get plenty brain from any bitch that you got She like Timmy hot beats, she might give me top piece You can't get it like I got it because you not me When I'm in MIA, Parrish City, niggas with me Opa-locka to Overtown, it be goin' down Ain't no smiles on my face, just some fire on my waist And a buncha niggas ready to go wild in the place I'm world renowned in VA and down in any other state And if you comin' at me wrong, this four pound [?] [Chorus: Timbaland] Turn them lights out, light them flames up You better watch your girl 'for she claim us Here we are now, ghetto famous This superstar shit ain't gone change us Turn them lights out, light them flames up You better watch your girl 'for she claim us Here we are now, ghetto famous This superstar shit ain't gone change us [Verse 2: Attitude] Hey, before I been rappin' I been snappin' I been livin' the life homeboy I been pimpin', you been simpin' I been drillin' yo wife 'Bama to Belgium, I'ma tell 'em I don't play no games Somebody gon' hafta help 'em if they say my fuckin' name One body after the next, when it's on I'ma say That Hilltop is in effect, that's the slum I'ma claim With a gun, I'ma bang, when there's beef I'ma eat This ain't just rappin', I take it to the streets And when shit get to jumpin' off, I'ma leap Contrary to what you believe, I'm a beast I spit it for niggas without chronic, get a piece I live it, admit it, I did it, my nigga look at me I'm worldwide, got the world wide open homey She tellin' me she lonely, wants to claim me as her only She know I'm ghetto famous, so savage I act an anus [?] and fire them flames up I know how to crank this thang up, nigga [Chorus: Timbaland] Turn them lights out, light them flames up You better watch your girl 'for she claim us Here we are now, ghetto famous This superstar shit ain't gone change us Turn them lights out, light them flames up You better watch your girl 'for she claim us Here we are now, ghetto famous This superstar shit ain't gone change us [Verse 3: Magoo] Start yellin' in this mother... Y'all niggas know that If I need a ride I will do a car jack Pull you out your car and take your throw back I'm from the gutter, I ain't stutter for the butter I will murder your son And girls know ain't no stoppin' Ooh keep it COOGI poppin' Ask about me, shorty school 'em 'Fore I get my tools rulin' She'll cum, tell her friends, ooh nigga size ten Will I cum, it all depends if we cuttin' with your friends Where my rubbers, ain't enough Ooh, into freaky stuff S&M, keep it rough, turn it into kinky stuff Sex fiend, I like 'em green Ones with low self-esteem Girl you wanna make my team Mix some X with Jim Beam Lose respect for yourself Semen good for your health Oh please, on your knees and come up out the tight leash Thank you ma'am, pardon me, blow in my ear to harden me It's kinda like I'm Michael Jackson Just another part of me [Chorus: Timbaland (Bubba Sparxxx)] Turn them lights out, light them flames up You better watch your girl 'for she claim us Here we are now, ghetto famous This superstar shit ain't gone change us Turn them lights out, light them flames up You better watch your girl 'for she claim us (Legends, here we go) Here we are now, ghetto famous This superstar shit ain't gone change us [Verse 4: Bubba Sparxxx] Yeah, yeah, I see you pussy crackers watchin' me (Watchin' me) Like I'm your daddy boy, I gotta be, acknowledge me 'Fore I have to pull my belt out (Belt out) And give you sissies somethin' to yell 'bout, New South I'm still here, much to your dismay, what you say? You don't fuck with Bubba K anyway, okay We that shit, Steven tell 'em what LaGrange is And this time we came with, shawty what yo name is? Bubba baby, trouble baby, naw that was last year Now it's Bubba Motherfucker, Betty bring yo ass here Down to my last beer, you was lookin' marvelous We just some rich white country boys, you'll have to pardon us Yo [Chorus: Timbaland] Turn them lights out, light them flames up You better watch your girl 'for she claim us Here we are now, ghetto famous This superstar shit ain't gone change us Turn them lights out, light them flames up You better watch your girl 'for she claim us Here we are now, ghetto famous This superstar shit ain't gone change us