Work It

Let's go oh [Hook by Justin Timberlake (w/Nelly ad-libs):] Baby Show Something Don't say nothing (Don't you say a word) I just want to See you work it (Come on baby work it for me) That ain't frontin Show me something (Let me see it girl) I just try to See you work it (I just wanna see you work it for me) [Verse One] I heard her talking loud but she ain't saying nothing What up with all the frontin come on and show me sumthin You know you wanna do it, go ahead yo man ain't coming Please do that thing when you dippin Keep yo hips poppin, what's up with all these questions And what planning baby You talking to me like you talking to an adolescent I like to - jump off, jump off Clothes - come off, come off Her place, freaky beats, and so and so on Let your waist pop when the bass knock I flood the watch to the top 'til it's no clock Can't even tell the time, but you know it's mine What time is it ma? It's twenty karats after nine Are you dehydrated? Well let me quench your thirst First thing first, let's do what we rehearsed Know dem numbers now, it show be break break it Get up and take a stance and let me see ya [Hook] [Verse Two] She still talking loud but she ain't saying nothing Why you ain't moving ma, DJ ain't playing nothing You tell him to, play this heere until these speakers blow Birthdays pick a place, baby we can go I like yo adllics, she showing no back She showing up attacks, you wouldn't know It's like you ghetto ghetto, she bourghetto zhetto She 5'5 brown eyes, in stiletto letto (Baby) Well did you come alone, or you got 2 or 3 That ain't no thang baby girl cause I got 2 with me And we gon' all kick it, and you about to see Just what a day would be if you were in the ride with me Turning on the headlights, and we be Running all the red lights Those fool steal my head, and ain't no stopping now Now come on heere and drop cause he gon' tell why [Hook] Now all my midwest shorties, come on do that thang Dance with me, dance with me yeah And all my down South shorties, come on do that thang Come On Come On Come On Come On Come On And all my East coast shorties, come on do that thang Dance with me, dance with me yeah And all my west coast shorties Come on do that thang Come On Come On Come On Come On Come On [Verse Three] She still talking loud but I heere her better now She keep a thong print on in any weather now No sight of a band but I can hear the horns playing [Justin Timberlake:] Da Dat Da Dat Da Dum She got me hypnotized just like that Biggie guy Cause she been trying to prove her point since we been inside So we can get it on, just wait 'til we get home I'm on something, call my partner J, momma come on [Hook]