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Together - Mad Skillz/Timbaland
Lyrics by：Donnie Lewis
Composed by：Timothy Zachery Mosley
Yo yo I spit six of rap figures get your **** together
Require some **** to stitch your lips together
My click stick together mic rip together
Move no bricks or I make hits to flip my cheddar
No chicks for you and your man y'all trick together
Y'all fools flow y'all cats gonna brick together
I do a song with a whole group they getting lit together
Pop your snotbox son move and stick you'd better
Nextel cellphone cb chips together
In a telly with two chicks that like to lick together
He talking slick he'll skip when I get the beretta
Hope he wearing red 'cause tonight he might leave redder
I'm about to send a fix that'll split your sweater
Crying 'bout that trick trying to pull a vick you deader
Your chick looking at my d**k pushing her tits together
Got you and the head of your label watch y'all slit your wrists together
Y'all wanna battle y'all cats are getting ripped together
In a draft me and my better half get picked together
Your girl will get got I ain't got to sweat her
'Cause see I hop out a coupe duke while you hop out of jettas
She wanted to see it so guess what nigga I let her
Now sister want to stretch me to and I just met her
Hit 'em both now them h*es is throwing fits together
Turn them ******* to foes they won't even sit together
Me and you on the same record and we spit together
And I don't make you look bad you sound sick son never
Timbaland that's my man we make hits together
You and your producer y'all cats miss together
Aim low extra clips just to leave you wetter
Had the doctors mending your ************* hips together
That's your clique y'all cats think you look slick together
Y'all look gay y'all probably piss and **** together
Pop your brother you and your mother reminice together
See the preacher how your family used to fish together
He might come back if y'all just wish together
He won't go upstairs and take a of his letter
Haters trying to swiss cheese me I'm like whatever
That's like skydiving son trying to grip a feather
Me and my flow we're about to get rich together
You and yours need to change our f-ing pitch together
Y'all the type rap cats that snitch together
F around get thrown down in a ditch together
Oh now y'all cats want to pop **** together
My clique in here you can get drop kicked together
Slip mickeys have rappers getting sick together
Break fools like a couple of soup kids together
Mad skillz and va we on your list together
Y'all sick I'm gonna be sick with this forever what
What what
I told y'all that we don't stop
That's right baby timbaland mad skillz uh
Feel us feel us