Слова:
Timbaland Shock Value Ii

(C'mon y'all, c'mon y'all, c'mon y'all) Put yo' hands up Miley, Miley, Miley, Miley (C'mon y'all, c'mon y'all, c'mon y'all) Everybody put yo' hands up

Talkin bout my baby Cause we always breaking the mold Talkin bout my baby We don't need no secret code The way you love me down Got me goin around I think

This shit was all I knew You and me only I did it all for you Still you were lonely We coulda worked it out, uh, but I guess things change It's funny

and one gear Missy baby, you oughta hear Like next year, your album bigger there each day It rolls like a queen size water bed, uh The people in the label's chillin' As Timbaland

keep ya droppin' them bows Timbaland, in all those parties Who keep ya jumpin' Who keep ya heads bangin in all those party's Who keep ya droppin' them bows Timbaland

, ya'll slow Escargot, Nelly your 14 mil Where's Fargo? I brought a airplane Fuck, I need a car for? Ask Justin Timberlake, is Timbaland great? Ya'll

Hey, hey, we fuss, we fight, your fault, my fault We was on the same team, 'least that's what I thought We both participated, only I got caught Now we

: Baby, you're looking fire hot I have ya open all night like your I-Hop I take you home baby let you keep me company You gimme some of you, I give

: C'mon Y'all, C'mon Y'all, C'mon Y'all, Put Yo' hands out Miley, Miley, Miley... (x4) Put Yo' hands out I'm gonna put on my dancing shoes And find