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Timbaland & Magoo - Clock Strikes (Remix) (Visualizer)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Timbaland
Timbaland
Performer
Magoo
Magoo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Glen Larson
Glen Larson
Composer
Melvin Barcliff
Melvin Barcliff
Composer
Stu Phillips
Stu Phillips
Composer
Timothy Mosley
Timothy Mosley
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Timbaland
Timbaland
Producer
Magoo
Magoo
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yo, party ain't over
Uh-huh, what, uh-huh, what?
The party ain't over
Uh-huh, what? Uh-huh, what, the party ain't over
Uh-huh, what, yeah, what
[Verse 2]
I'ma kill you all like OJ
Diss Maganoo, for real you must pay
Listen to the way my rap flow delay
His mama named him Clay, I'ma call him Clay
Back of the bus with Rosa Parks
Too much to say, watch my remarks
South to VA, upside to Philly
Y'all be killin me, for real on the really
Recognize the P, when you see he
Sport the Kangol with N-I-K-E
Break me off a piece of that Kit-Kat
You do the horse and make your Gucci wet
Came through the crowd, heard the brother booin'
Said real low, "Hey, whatcha doin?"
Don't you know I've been rappin' on tracks
Since back in the days when tapes was eight-track
Relax and jump to it like Duran Duran
Black as Buckwheat, still get a tan
Go over to your girl, hey what's yo' number?
You and your crew must be Dumb and Dumber
[Verse 3]
Timbaland, uh-huh, understand
Kickin' the fly beats for all my fly fans
Not Peter Piper but Peter Pan
Beat guaran-guaranteed to make you dance
People wanna know where I, where I get my rhythm
Rhythm come from the thing called wisdom
Wisdom is the thing that comes from the dome, dome
When the clock strikes twelve and it's on
People already, already feelin' my groove
Now's the time for me to show and prove
Now it's time to get back to my basic method
Record and play, play, play each segment
[Verse 4]
Sardines, hey, and pork and beans, ha-ha
Do you know what that means?
It's twelve o'clock, and the party just don't stop
Sardines, hey, and pork and beans, ha-hah
Do you know what that means?
It's twelve o'clock, and the party just don't stop
A'ight?
[Verse 5]
When it come to flows you best to re-up
Diss me to my face, get the taste slapped out
Rapped out a hit on the plane out to Spain
My mind go to space when I'm kissin' on Jane
Can't Stand the Rain, but love Missy
I rock with mad funk so my middle finger pissy
Look for me, I'm Chico undercover at the Nico
Mag and two O got gas from burrito
Lay you like Frito, if you're white then amigo
In my plaid tuxedo, the rap Al Pacino
Star in Casino, to a veterino
Not Italiano, but still gambino
Most of y'all rappers can't do your part
I'ma finish up what you all can't start
Got no heart I thought on your LP
I'm on your radio and on your TV
[Verse 6]
Sardines, hey, and pork and beans, ha-ha
Do you know what that means?
It's twelve o'clock, and the party just don't stop
Sardines, hey, and pork and beans, ha-ha
Do you know what that means?
It's twelve o'clock, and the party just don't stop
[Verse 7]
Sardines, hey, and pork and beans, ha-ha
Do you know what that means?
It's twelve o'clock, and the party just don't stop
Sardines, hey, and pork and beans, ha-ha
Do you know what that means?
It's twelve o'clock, and the party just don't stop
A'ight?
Written by: Glen Larson, Melvin Barcliff, Stu Phillips, Timothy Mosley
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