Timbaland | Lyrics | Lobster & Scrimp

Yeah, yo, yeah, yeah, gyeah
Yo Timbaland, where Missy at? Yeah, you know I mean?
Lobster shrimp nigga, I'm a pimp nigga
Feel the game that I spit, lobster shrimp nigga

From the gutter to the rich
From holes in my clothes to the most butter s***
How's life, what a b****, now I rock ice for the f*** of it
Your wife love my s***, know who you f*****' with?

Jay-hovah, 'fore I never got no play
Now these b****** wanna give me more head than Sade
Crisp in the 6 withcha b**** parlayed
I need privacy I pull up the back shade

Initials on the headrest, it's official
Style so sick I need bed rest, nigga I got issues
I hate fake b******, you gotta wait, b******
I don't know you, I don't f*** on the first date, b******

Hot shot niggaz, talk to the cop niggaz
Money, that's my girl, c*** block niggaz
See you in the club, and scheme on your watch niggaz
Talk a lot of s*** with no glock, niggaz

It's Jigga baby, let it be known
I'm the king, I could never be dethroned
Thank God

Is you a pimp nigga? Yes, I'm a pimp nigga
Well, spit the game nigga, lobster and shrimp nigga
Ain't nuttin changed nigga, you know the name Jigga
And I came to put it down for y'all, what?

Call me, fitty plus, niggaz envious
Drop top, Jigga, leave 'em in the dust
You got a lot of crew, do any of 'em bust?
Hell no, Jigga off the hook, "Hello"

They call me poppy seed, this is hot to me
I got this lock and key, I got cities under siege
When I'm in L.A., the six-four is ill
When I'm in the A T L, it's the Coupe DeVille

When I'm down in Miami, I'm hoppin' through
With the all black Ninja with the sock over my shoe
Mami screamin', "Papi chu', who keeps stoppin' you?"
And I'm screamin', "Not a cat, money holla back"

It ain't nothin' but beginners, and y'all in the game
But y'all can't ball like Chicago centers
This is it niggaz, get your grip niggaz
It's about to get hot mami, 'Who You Wit? Jigga'

Is you a pimp nigga? Yes, I'm a pimp nigga
Well, spit the game nigga, lobster and shrimp nigga
Ain't nuttin changed nigga, you know the name Jigga
And I came to put it down for y'all

Is you a pimp nigga? Yes, I'm a pimp nigga
Well, spit the game nigga, lobster and shrimp nigga
Ain't nuttin changed nigga, you know the name Jigga
And I came to put it down for y'all

Hear Timbo' on the CB, need some info
Your chick is with you, Dawg? Gotta be, 10-4
I'm in the 5-speed now so I shift to fo'

Mash my foot on the gas 'til it hit the floor
Tires left skid marks, whoa s***'s about to start
How we got there? Snatched the case of Crist' up out the car

Can you stand the rain 'cause it's pourin' now?
I hope she likes porno flicks cause she starrin' now
If the answer is "No", she speakin' foreign now
Just let a brotha know, I turn my car around

Freak or freeze, if the answer really is "No"
Girl I leave so fast you can speak to my breeze
She said, "You're stressin' me now", said, "No, no, no"
Then, "Yeah, yeah, yeah", like she Destiny's Child

We about to cook with no recipe now to the mornin'
Then let's be out

Is you a pimp nigga? Yes, I'm a pimp nigga
Well, spit the game nigga, lobster and shrimp nigga
Ain't nuttin changed nigga, you know the name Jigga
And I came to put it down for y'all

Is you a pimp nigga? Yes, I'm a pimp nigga
Well, spit the game nigga, lobster and shrimp nigga
Ain't nuttin changed nigga, you know the name Jigga
And I came to put it down for y'all

That's how we do it y'all, Timbaland and Jay-Z
Two pimps, two pimps, two pimps baby put it down

Don't you like that? We like to do it like that
We like to ride these tracks
You don't think we two pimps? Holla back
You know what? Tell you somethin' like this

With the Ferraris and Jaguars, switchin' four lanes
Money ain't a thang, I got no thangs you know what I'm sayin'?
You know why? 'Cause I'm a pimp and Jay-Z?
He's the pimper you know what I'm sayin'?
That's how we do it right here in the nine-eight
So we gotta be out let it ride like this bounce