[Timbaland]

Yo (yo), yo, ay yo

Timabaland's flow infamous

Allow me to assemble this flow with limitless style

For all man, woman and innocent child

I have no perimeter

Break all barriers in various areas

My sound is mimicked

Track prime minister, some say sinister

None stoppin the groove until when it's

The climax, some niggas is bitin my hot hats

And followed my drum pattern, but I done that

It's time to change, get more deranged

Feels more strange (doooodooooo)

Follow me through gravel and shallow trees

From mountains to flat plain, to thunder and black rain

Through the dream state of utopia

Woke up to the sounds of that man Timbaland

Five Mexican bitches scopin us

Belly dancin, sayin