Timbaland & Magoo - All Y'all Lyrics

Uh
Feel me?
To all the women across the world
We can't diss y'all
We gotta love ya, that's real, uh

To all my ladies in lingerie, never under age
Who stay gettin' paid, who like to take trips where the sun is shade
To my women who love to ball out and spend all that money 'til ya all out
I feel like a pimp with a different pimp game, with a different pimp name
With a little pimp fame
I'm loaded with cash, loaded with class, loaded with a lot of things
Even got a gat loaded for that ass
I love my mind, love my soul, love my body
I don't drink or smoke that's why I love my body
You might catch me chillin' with a little short hottie
With a little piercing on her body
Yes, I get it poppin, 'specially overseas
Even Japanese girls even love my beat
They say, "Timbaland, we love you
We love the dope things that you do"
Even in London they say, "Tim, we love ya"
They even call me things like "wicked" and the "F'n governor"
That's why, I can't forget y'all
That's why, I had to make this roll call, uh

This here's for one and all
It's so good to feel all a y'all (ooh)
Make that move and just ball out (ooh)
Life's too short for some time out (ooh)

This here's for one and all
It's so good to feel all a y'all (ooh)
Make that move and just ball out (ooh)
Life's too short for some time out (ooh)

Back when shorty cherished the day
Yo' time was frequently saved
For us stoppin' and whiskey poppin' to the Marvin and Gaye
(Sonny, don't plan tomorrow but live for today)
(Sonny, here's a quarter for that groovy arcade)
From Cool J to Kane dawg, we changin' the game
So graphic with things, Pac-Man ain't lookin' the same
Haters, get more familiar, who you robbin' for change
Sebast', a.K.a. Tyler Durden's the name

Guess what people, it's the first of the month
Guess what people, I can do what I want
I can take, all my peoples on first class flights
I can buy all my home girls lightning new bikes
I'm a don when it comes to just servin' girls
I'm a don, so that's why nobody's in my world
'Cause Timabaland's that cool cat
Aka Thomas Crown, don't forget that, uh

This here's for one and all
It's so good to feel all a y'all (ooh)
Make that move and just ball out (ooh)
Life's too short for some time out (ooh)

This here's for one and all
It's so good to feel all a y'all (ooh)
Make that move and just ball out (ooh)
Life's too short for some time out (ooh)

I'm just tryna find what I need
But I'd rather be smokin' weed
Live life to the fullest, drive cars, eat hot food
Live in a mansion next to Hanson
I ain't forgot that I'm from yo' hood
I'm just tryna be who you would
'Cause I hate the game, I hate the glory
I could be with y'all, it would be another story
You don't know all the things I see
More than fame and his naked greed
They took my cash, take my name
Put it up in bright lights, I ain't got a damn right
Think I'm chillin' and livin' large
Girl, he is Mag not El DeBarge
But I'ma be the man in charge in due time
All my P-town folk gettin' paid, bottom line

This here's for one and all
It's so good to feel all a y'all (ooh)
Make that move and just ball out (ooh)
Life's too short for some time out (ooh)

This here's for one and all
It's so good to feel all a y'all (ooh)
Make that move and just ball out (ooh)
Life's too short for some time out (ooh)

This here's for one and all