Timbo wanted lyrics so here I am son, caged his team up like they were stayin at the Hampton. I got turnsowns, but your number ain't one. I got hitters, they put a baseball in your brat bun. I liked the new guy but I'm not sure about timbo, I'd say he's pretty cool but I ain't out on a limb tho.  Now do the gobble uh uh now do the gobble. I put your team to shame like I'm the Colossus of clout, my pitchers save the day, and put timbo in the dugout. You came for a win but you didn't get no mo, I turned that a.. around i call that hideo nomo. You thought you would pull it out butt didn't get far, my team started shaking keys so you warmed up your car. Now do the gobble, yeah timbo knows the gobble. If you want we can settle this like Mario Cart, tied in the standings but your last in my heart. I could keep going but I don't think it matters, the league knows I beat you like tiger woods at the Masters. If you think you can rap then battle me on the pod, who's up next to do the gobble on my cod? Do the gobble yeah timbo did the gobble, do the gobble Gluck Gluck do the gobble!