I appreciate that, yeah
Yo, this Neptunes and NORE

You better bounce, b-b-bounce, bounce wit' me
Bounce, b-b-bounce, bounce wit' me
Bounce, b-b-bounce, bounce wit' me (yeah, yeah)
Bounce, b-b-bounce, bounce wit' me (yeah, yeah)
I'm sayin', sayin'

Oh no, oh, oh no (what-what-what, what-what-what)
Oh no, oh, oh no (what-what-what, what-what-what)
Oh no, oh, oh no (what-what-what, what-what-what)
Oh no, oh, oh, oh, oh (what-what-what, what-what-what)

Ayo, I bust to the scen-ene cuss to the scen-ene
I admit a little bit, I lust for the crea-neam
Everytime you see me, see me biggin' up my tea-neam
With a triple be-neam, tryna make gre-neen
Thugged out, even when you catch me in the cuisine
My clan mad dirty, y'all too cle-nean
Hennessey with Smirnoff make a nigga me-nean
I need two more like I was a fein-eind
Drinks galore, everytime I'm in the scen-ene
0 to 60, didn't want a sixteen-een
You see it in my coats or you see it in my jizz-eans
You can't tell? You should know the way I lizz-eans
Water so clear, I think I'm in Carribbean
Everybody gone, like we straight clipping
You better watch out when we start flipping
Let's end you, nigga, and you know we ain't slipping

Oh no, oh, oh no (what-what-what, what-what-what)
Oh no, oh, oh no (what-what-what, what-what-what)
Oh no, oh, oh no (what-what-what, what-what-what)
Oh no, oh, oh, oh, oh (what-what-what, what-what-what)

Oh no, oh, oh no (what-what-what, what-what-what)
Oh no, oh, oh no (what-what-what, what-what-what)
Oh no, oh, oh no (what-what-what, what-what-what)
Oh no, oh, oh, oh, oh (what-what-what, what-what-what)

Ayo, verse two, coming with my Heineken brew
N-O-R putting people back in ICU
You ain't even thiddink that I need a driddink
Hit you up quick before you could even bliddink
Give you a splitting, cut you up with the shiddank
Tell your accountant to go and just check the biddank
I damn near broke you and I ain't even thiddink
I got a trailer load of girls like Shabba Riddanks
Guaranteed to be there just like Fed Ex
We write our own rhymes, kid, you can check the credits
Me and Nature stay fuckin' with grimlettes
Yo, the hood raddest, the bitch's ass is the fattest
Smack, smack, smack, smack, peep Gladys
If you don't know, yo, then I don't know
I'm gonna get some head, nigga, after the show
You can meet me at the room, nigga, 6-6-4, ayo

Oh no, oh, oh no (what-what-what, what-what-what)
Oh no, oh, oh no (what-what-what, what-what-what)
Oh no, oh, oh no (what-what-what, what-what-what)
Oh no, oh, oh, oh, oh (what-what-what, what-what-what)

Oh no, oh, oh no (what-what-what, what-what-what)
Oh no, oh, oh no (what-what-what, what-what-what)
Oh no, oh, oh no (what-what-what, what-what-what)
Oh no, oh, oh, oh, oh (what-what-what, what-what-what)

I told y'all fibbers, all of y'all critters
Don't be contemplating my figures
'Cause I hang with go-getters, straight flow spitters
'Cris and Mo' sippers, scarin' your niggas

I told y'all fibbers, all of y'all critters
Don't be contemplating my figures
'Cause I hang with go-getters, straight flow spitters
'Cris and Mo' sippers, scarin' your niggas

It's all goo-nood do my songs for the hoo-nood
Platinum shit, while y'all things go woo-nood
Yo, you try to diss me, ya man told you that you shou-nould
I blew over you and I told you that I cou-nould
Me and Drag pack it, Neptunes on the wheels
Clue sneakin' in the tables and he sneakin' the steels
People walkin' in my section that I don't even know
I'm like, "get lost, or you stay ya ass home"
You's a fre-neak always see you in the stre-neet
Walkin', walkin' 'til you get wea-neak
You on the E train, 7 train, plus the bus
I don't even like you, 'cause you can't be trusted
You need to get up out my face, ain't nothin' to discuss
You don't like me, then cool, yep, I don't care
But if you get up in my face, yo, I don't care
It's a dirty game and both of us ain't playin fair, ayo

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Oh no, oh, oh no (what-what-what, what-what-what)
Oh no, oh, oh no (what-what-what, what-what-what)
Oh no, oh, oh, oh, oh (what-what-what, what-what-what)

Oh no, oh, oh no (what-what-what, what-what-what)
Oh no, oh, oh no (what-what-what, what-what-what)
Oh no, oh, oh no (what-what-what, what-what-what)
Oh no, oh, oh, oh, oh (what-what-what, what-what-what)

I told y'all fibbers, all of y'all critters
Don't be contemplating my figures
'Cause I hang with go-getters, straight flow spitters
'Cris and Mo' sippers, scarin' your niggas

I told y'all fibbers, all of y'all critters
Don't be contemplating my figures
'Cause I hang with go-getters, straight flow spitters
'Cris and Mo' sippers, scarin' your niggas

Oh no, oh, oh no
Oh no, oh, oh no
Oh no, oh, oh no
Oh no, oh, oh, oh, oh

Neptunes hits the beat like one of the best
N-E-P-T-U-N-E-S
Neptunes hits the beat like one of the best
And uh

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What-what-what, what-what-what
What-what-what, what-what-what, w-what, w-what

Copyright: Royalty Network, Songtrust Ave, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Chad Hugo, Pharrell Williams, Victor Santiago