"Who Am I" lyrics

[Timbaland:]
Da, da, da, da, da, da
Yes yes yes yes yes yes
It's me again baby, Timbaland
And uh, we doin somethin like this
Hear the beat? Uh
Say what? That's right
Thank you, thank you, thank you
Uh right now, I'mma bring a special guest in
He gon' rip it for me, like this, check it out

[Twista:]
(Who am I?) Nigga with the blunt, steady trippin
Sippin on the concoction, with the gun cocked in
Drum knockin, gotta get off
Bitches and killers in the front watchin
Flowin with like a finna studda some
Better come off a by the ton, brother run, I hope he said he were
I'mma flow until my belly hurt
Pimp nigga rockin on the stage and rock on in the petty shirt
Let it ruff, ooh, feels like another one (Who you be?) Mr. Shystie
The one who make you frown up like the lemon in my ice tea
The motherfucker most likely
To get into it with the opposition in my position I break 'em off when I give 'em the heat
Steady reefer-rollin, bullets body decomposin I dismember the weak on a Timbaland beat
You remember the deep, conversation we had
When my "Adrenalin" was rushin, check yo brakes and knee pads
When the Twista get to bustin, parties gon' get rushed in
I can make 'em hit the dance floor, brothers, bitches, and hustlers, I get up in the guts homie, never phony
Hit 'em wicked when they run up on me, and motherfuckers still don't know me, let 'em know slowly

[Twista (Timbaland) {Both}:]
Who you be? I'm the one that stay high
Same nigga rock a party, rock a body
Make ya throw ya hands up in the sky
Let the shotties fly. Who am I? Who you be? (Say what?)
I'm the one's gon' get buck, T straight from the Chi
Verbal homicide, everybody duck
With the party up and pimp strut
T-N-T now what's up. {Who am I?}
Who you be? I'm the one that stay high (Uh!)
Same nigga rock a party, rock a body
Make ya throw ya hands up in the sky
Let the shotties fly. Who am I? Who you be?
I'm the one's gon' get buck, T straight from the Chi
Verbal homicide, everybody duck
With the party up and pimp strut
T-N-T now what's up (Second Verse)

[Twista:]
(Who you be?) Who am I? The one that's surrounded by the wood
500 with the rims dippin through the hood
Up to no good that's why I steady stay misunderstood
And I'm always in the mix of some shit
Scoop a shawty and she thick and the bitch get a grip on them hips
Put a dick on the lips top it doggie style, she my homie gal, so I tricked on that bitch
(Now who you be?) The one who's on the dance floor, sex gon' be one of the mass hoes
Freak on a bad ho, yous could really wanna flash gold, turn a hater to a sass ho
Play and ballin up at Cape Town, strippin went down, stedy, tippin off of CDs and tapes
Though see niggas see Gs to take, run up to the car, got no thangs, they got CDs to break, no easy pace
(Who you be?) The crime 'cause other obituary and eulogy
Photo stank and y'all be who to see, only smokin it with you and me, let's go hang out where the booty be
Always on somthin, no frontin, yellow wide ol' belly in the po funkin
Grinnin while I'm bending the curb on the journey journey for herb
Always tellin somebody to smoke somethin, true indeed

[Twista (Timbaland):]
Who you be? I'm the one that stay high (Yeah)
Same nigga rock a party, rock a body (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Make ya throw ya hands up in the sky
Let the shotties fly - who am I, who you be?
I'm the one's gon' get buck, T straight from the Chi
Verbal homicide, everybody duck
With the party up and pimp strut
T-N-T now what's up - who am I? (Say what, say what?)
Who you be? I'm the one that stay high
Same nigga rock a party, rock a body (Uh!)
Make ya throw ya hands up in the sky
Let the shotties fly - who am I, who you be?
I'm the one's gon' get buck, T straight from the Chi
Verbal homicide, everybody duck
With the party up and pimp strut
T-N-T now what's up (Uh!)

[Twista:]
(Who you be?) The one that's flowin fluently, make yo baby say goo to me
What you did to her didn't ask why I hit her for 'cause the game might get at ya
Get it Get it girl, I don't know what you was waitin on
But if you ain't with a partner
This young monsters a fly guy, shake a little bit of that body, we gon' party 'til we sky high
To my players and soldiers, shady niggas, young thugs and strap holders
Pimps strikin fees and red bones ghetto fees and Gs and MCs for the rap folders
The one that be kickin off air time, from sunrise to bedtime
All of y'all need to know me, the one and only
Pimp slash brother Twista from the Chi
Makin competition die slowly. Who am I?

[Twista (Timbaland):]
Who you be? I'm the one that stay high
Same nigga rock a party, rock a body
Make ya throw ya hands up in the sky
Let the shotties fly - who am I, who you be? (Wha-wha?)
I'm the one's gon' get buck, T straight from the Chi
Verbal homicide, everybody duck
With the party up and pimp strut
T-N-T now what's up - who am I?
Who you be? I'm the one that stay high
Same nigga rock a party, rock a body
Make ya throw ya hands up in the sky
Let the shotties fly - who am I, who you be?
I'm the one's gon' get buck, T straight from the Chi
Verbal homicide, everybody duck
With the party up and pimp strut
T-N-T now what's up

[Timbaland:]
Ha ha ha ha
Y'all didn't think that I would do it again twice did ya
Ha ha
I do it like that, I put it down
For the 98 or TNT
Thang ya know what I'm saying
Timbaland and Twista
Y'all fools couldn't recognize could ya?
I put it down for all parts of the area
We out