Timbaland lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Scheming for no reason
On the scene, I keep the fi, i, i, i, i
Background hitting once I pull it
Make it la, la, la, la, la, la
I know what you thinking, baby
Know I try, try, try
Way too many nights alone

[Chorus]
Baby girl (Uh huh)
I'm the man from the Midwest Grave (Grey)
Won't you come play 'round my way? (Uh huh)
And listen to what I gotta say

[Verse 2]
Feeling something like mystery
The way I trick a b*tch (Yeah)
Dead man making history
Every time I flip the switch (What?)
Forward thinking was a 9 to 5
Dead b*tch, I'm clocking in
f*ck Eric Sparrow and those Hawaiian tapes
Bi- b*tch I'm dropping in, in, in

[Verse 3]
b*tch, you knocking on the wrong door
I got something for ya
Trick or treat
b*tch, we eat pussies
Acting like they know us
Don't be sweet, talk is cheap
So I gotta check ya balance
If he deep in the red, no you cannot come around us (No)


[Chorus]
Baby girl (Uh huh)
I'm the man from the Midwest Grave (Grey)
Won't you come play 'round my way? (Uh huh)
And listen to what I gotta say
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