Missy Elliott Şarkı Sözleri ( Lyrics ) - Sayfa 2

**Prenses** · 15.11.08, 22:46

Best Friends

(Feat. Aaliyah)

My best friend say
She sick of me cryin on the phone
Tellin how the Men are doggin me
My best friend say
Don't tell her nothin bout me can you girl
She ain't showin me no sympathy
My best friend say
If she was me she'd let you go long long time ago
My best friend say
My best friend say
I'll be there

I'll still be there for you
In your time of need
You can lean on me
Come on
I'll be there for you

I'll be there for you
In your time of need
You can lean on me
Come on
I'll be there for you

My best friend say
I can stay with her
At her house no doubt any time I like
My best friend say
Don't let you ruin my life
Cuz you don't do for me
And you don't act right
My best friend say
If she was me she would let you go long long time ago
My best friend say
My best friend say...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 15.11.08, 22:50

Bring The Pain

(Feat. Method Man)

One two three four five six seven eight nine!" (Chuck D)
Are we on the air?"

(Beat from Method Man's original "Bring the Pain" starts playing)

Missy Elliott:
Uhh, uhh ((Ha)
Uhh (Ha) uhh (Ha)
Uhh, this is uhh, a Missy Elliott uhh, exclusive
Uh huh woo

Missy:
And I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain
Ooh baby, what's your name? (Ha)
I love the way you're spittin the game
You made me change from thinkin all guys the same
You the type of guy I wanna marry in months
Got exactly what I want (Ha)
And ain't no fakin the funk
Your attitude is funk and you're makin me crunk (c'mon)

Missy singing:
Yes it's real baby
Got me so crazy
Light my fire dirty
Like the way you serve me
Stimulate my body
Crunk just like a party
Ohh, you won't be sorry
My papi, I'm yo' mami

Missy:
I'm in your life to come and let you explore (Ha)
And take you on a tour
The kind of guys that be talkin that noise
Is the reason I ignore (Uh ha)
And you the one I wanna take to MEET MOMS
He's a rap superstar" (Uh ha)
I wanna be the one, you like
I'm sure to do you right

Method Man + Missy:
Is it real hon, if it's really real (let's chill)
Maybe pop an X pill (how does sex feel?)
Come and get your next thrill (you the raw deal)
Yo I'm sayin if your man won't (Mr. Meth will)
That's amore', all day, mind over matter
And my forte' is foreplay, sex on a platter
Have it your way, then who, serve you everything on the menu
And all that freak shit that you into
Sweet lady, you drive me half crazy
Maybe, we can go half on a baby (on a baby?)
Poppa got a brand new bag
Hidden in the stash of his brand new Jag
Lovely, kick your shoes off and get comfy
We can bump uglies if you ain't got your monthly
Yes I, like "American Pie"
Tell 'em M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter-Y

Missy:
M-E-T-H-O-D, Man
M-I-S-S-Y, I am
I came came to bang bang the boogie
I see you lookin to bang out my nookie
You want my cookies I baked for you rookies
Work hard they want me to bang bang and stick me
If you want my nookie you got to come quickly
M-E-T-H-O-D is ya wit me?
Mr. Meth: is ya wit me?

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 15.11.08, 22:54

Busa Rhyme

(Feat. Eminem)

Missy,Slim Shady

Eminem:
Well I do pop pills, I keep my tube socks filled
And pop the same shit that got Tupac killed
Spit game to these hoes, like a soap opera episode
And punch a bitch in the nose, til her whole face explodes
There's three things I hate: girls, women and bitches
I'm that vicious to walk up, and drop-kick midgets
They call me Boogie Night, the stalker that walks awkward
Stick figure, with a dick bigger than Mark Wahlberg
Comin through the airport, sluggish, walkin on crutches
Hit a ****in (pregnant chick) in her (stomach) with luggage
It's like a dream I can't snap out, I black out, and back out
I'm lookin for someone "of" to beat the crap "out"
I'm bringin you rap singers two middle fingers
I flip you off in French, then translate in English
Then I'ma vanish off the face of the planet and come back
Speakin so much Spanish, Pun can't even understand it

Missy: Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim Shady
Shady: Yeah
Missy: Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim mother****in Shady
Shady: Yeah
Missy: Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim Shady
Shady: Yeah (Missy) Won't you busa rhyme for me boy

Eminem:
I had a huge attitude, started off staticky
Mad at you, had you mad at me automatically (one more time)
I'm not a commodity, I'm an oddity
Who oddly enough developed himself a Halloween following
It's so big, if I counted up all the freaks who follow me
I'd probably owe Ozzy Osbourne an apology
College girls, live in an alcoholic's world
Full of earl, head twirls every time the toilet swirls *flush*
Covered in throw up, and I refuse to grow up
I won't budge,I still tell a grown up to shut up (Shut up)
I made this rap game suspenseful, cause now I got a impulse
To give you insults wrote with a pencil (bitch)
And waste the paper on you, choppin down the oakwood
Cause everything that you wrote in your notebook was no good
And as long as I stay in the studio and keep cuttin
You mother****ers are puttin your words together for nuttin

Missy: Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim Shady
Shady: What's the deal?
Missy: Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim mother****in Shady
Shady: Yeah who?
Missy: Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim Shady
Shady: What's the deal?
Missy: Won't you busa rhyme for me boy

Missy:
Turn the music up, we gon' wake the neighbors
We gon' get high, we gon' roll to Vegas
Me and Slim Shady, on some shit daily
What you want what you got is it hot? (Is it hot?)

Turn the music up, we gon' wake the neighbors
We gon' get high, we gon' roll to Vegas
Me and Slim Shady, on some shit daily
What you want (yo) what you want (yo) ahh uhh yo

A person from another planet might disagree with you
Well if you want my opinion, it comes from right here on Earth

Eminem:
Slim Shady Misdemeanor
Timbaland Slim Shady
Misdemeanor

I'm homicidal, and suicidal with no friends
Holdin a gun with no handle, just a barrel at both ends
Sprayin tecs at you until you see your ****in legs
With the bullet holes and the exit wounds layin next to you
(Ahh) ****in mad dog, foamin at the mouth
**** mouth, my whole house, is foamin at the couch
Jumped out of the 93rd floor of a building
And shot every window out on the way down to the ground (Keep filming)
Woke up to a hospital staff, got up and laughed, chopped em in half
Suffocated the oxygen mask
Shit if I get any higher, I'ma get the East and West beefin again
Slide back to Detroit and stand in the crossfire

Missy:
Y'all better call the police 'fore I kill this track
Don't shoot Missy Get back
Uhh, I'ma put you all in the line
Uhh, and I'ma watch you MC's die
Yo mommy, mommy, Missy done lost her mind!
I think somebody done pissed her off this time!
Yo, I'ma have to bust you through your chest and
Uhh, you will have to clean up the mess (uh huh)
It's rainin rainin and it's pourin loud
Never fear, cause pissy Missy's through the crowd
Uhh, I hear the gats go cha pow
Who shot me damnit? Bitch get down
Don't walk when I talk,I never talk when I smile (uh huh)
Lay em on down, like they lived underground (uh)
For the sound, that me and, Timbaland, we found
Get your ass, kicked later, or get your ass, kicked now

Uhh one,two
Misdemeanor, Slim Shady
Timbaland, mother****er
Uhh uhh uhh
Cool, cool, cool
Triple zero...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 15.11.08, 22:57

Bus A Bus Interlude

(Feat. Busta Rhymes)

Busta Rhymes:
Eh hee eh hehehe, ehehehehe
Yes indeed, yes indeed out this mother****er
Back with the right foot steppin in first
and the left foot steppin in after
I go by the divine attribute, of Bus A Bust Down Some'n
Otherwise known as Busta mother****in Rhymes out this bitch
Yknahmean? Cause when I'm in the spot

Rapping:
I let a bitch start kissin up
And muh'****ers love the way that I be pissin up
on muh'****ers, muh'****ers need to chill, Relax
What they need to do is listen up, muh'****ers

Talking:
So as we begin, to get you addicted
To the shit, that's "So Addictive"
Make sure you got your peoples witchu
You know one of your peoples, that stay sober
You know to make sure you get home safely
Cause we about to take it there muh'****ers
Miss E, 'Misdemeanor' Elliott
Soooo Addictive...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 15.11.08, 22:58

Busta's Intro

(Feat. Busta Rhymes)

Ay yo yo yoyo yoyoyoyo
Ay yo yo yoyo yoyoyoyo
Ay yo yo yo yo
Ay yo Missy
I just came out here a hour and twenty five minutes
On one of them Gilligan island shits of New York and Virginia
Word up!to visit your ass,and you playin' shit like this up in my ears.
What the **** you think you doin' thinkin' I ain't gonna get on this
mutha ****a before I bounce.
Yo check this out,let me hit you with this real shit real quick Missy.
One shot baby just let me do my shit for a minute on your shit.
Check it out.
Ah hahahah!
I continue to disreguard all of ya'lls opinian
Ahah Blast your whole ass into oblivian,eheaha,makin' New York with
Virgin akins.
Eheh,this shit be baggin',eheh.
If you disagree,Uhah!,before I smoke this,and get a little drunk and a
Little pissy,when I finish my music Ima make all ya'll mutha ****as miss
Me!
See who is he,that girl right there who is she?
It's Busta Ruhmes and Missy,niggaz when ya come around Missy don't act
Like a ****in' sissy.
No chicken headz allowed here,no time for the kissy kissy,and when they
Askin' who is he?
I be Busta Ryhmes the pheneminal of get busy,strictly major
Effected,ya'll niggaz know the drilly,we gettin' money togetha,trackinstacks and then countin' em
Ya'll niggaz stay tuned for the rest of my homegirl Missy's album
Word up Flip Mode is the mutha ****in' squad!
Busta Ryhmes commin' in right here with this quick lil' drop on ya.
Ah yo ya'll niggaz stay focussed Keep ya eyes and ears on this
Fulfillin' shit,Missy be numba one!
Blossumin',like beautiful flowers on ya'll mutha ****as!
Stay Tuned...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 15.11.08, 22:59

Can You Hear Me

(Feat. TLC)

Aaliyahs mother:
This is the information for
For where you can send the flowers
Its for Aaliyah
Ill give you the phone number in case you need it
Ok we'll see you
Take care of yourself
I love you
Bye bye

Missy:
I been checkin on your moms and dad
And your brother since the day you left
Passed on and went away with God
But for your mom its been
So damn hard
I hate to even hear her cry
Aaliyah she asked me why
Would a baby girl go this way
Can you give me better words to say

One day she'll see you again
With the same old beautiful smile
Long hair and the voice of a hummingbird
You'll be singing them same old songs
Aalyiah can you hear me
I hope that you're proud of me
Me and Tim we been doing our thing
But Its never been the same
Since you had to go
I aint never met a friend
More incredible

TLC:
I know you in real good hands
With God but damn I miss you
Aayliah if you see Left Eye will you tell her
That me and Boz miss her too
Cuz no ones gunna fill her space
TC L not replace
Yall the reasons we learned to love
Fly high with your 22 doves

One day we'll see her again
With the same old beautiful smile
Crazy but sexy cool
She'll be rapping them same old songs
Lisa can you hear me
We hope that you're proud of us
TLC has come along way
But its never been the same
Since you had to go
Cuz the healing process will be long and slow

Aaliyah I know you in a safer place
You face to face with the creator
And our maker
And if you and Left Eye happen to chat tell her
Me and Teone we know that she much safer
If you see Biggie Smalls up in the clouds tell him
Hes still the illest MC we had around
2pac there is only one
Big Pun RIP we say one

One day we'll see yall again
With the same old beautiful smiles
All styles so many styles
And yall be doing the same old things
The last time we seen ya
We hope yall can change the world
Let them see how short life be
It would never be the same since you had to go
To the music world yall are incredible...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 15.11.08, 23:03

Can't Stop

Missy Elliott:
Rich Nice
Woo C'mon
Sıck Uh huh
Yes woo
Holla

I be thinkin 'bout that big O
The way you used to rock it to me nice and slow
You used to do it 'til my back felt broke
You used to say give it to me I'd say no
You used to talk that kinky shit up in my earrrs
And you would buy me pink pretty under wearrrs
And I would moan cause you would make me feel nice
And you would make me feel like makin love twice
What I'm sayin, you the man, I'm in love
And I like when you do it rough
Hey shorty I can't get enough
Can't stop, won't stop call me Puff
Hold me down to the ground, pick me up
Now move it 'round, break it down, hold up
Scream loud, black and proud, let's ****
Nine to five, do it live, sho' nuff
I be thinkin 'bout the way you do it good
I like it cause you raised in the hood
Uhh, you put your back into it
I tell you no, change my mind, then I do it
You cute, you fine, you fire
I'm the boss, do the job, you hired
Heather Hunter must of got me inspired
To work for hours, fall asleep, get you tired cause

I can't stop thinkin 'bout you
Or the way you do what you do
With you I can not lose
I put it down like some brand new shoes
I can't stop thinkin 'bout you
The way you do what you do
With you I can not lose
Now let me put it down

scratched: I be thinkin 'bout the way you do it good
scratched: I be thinkin 'bout the way you do it good (Yes)
scratched: I be thinkin 'bout the way you do it good

Missy Elliott:
He wan' take me to a ho tale, see if it's good
If the nigga sm ale, when I put it down
He like oh yeahurr
Taste like apples and a bag of pears
Right here, right dere, everywhere
To the bed, to the kitchen, in the wooden chair
He like to hear me moan like mmm yeah
Boy's in the zone and I don't care
Sittin on his lap, pullin on my track
He piggidy piggidy piggidy piggy my back
In fact no slack, damn he the mack
He ain't got to work me like dat

scratched: repeatedly, I'm the boss
scratched: I'm the boss, do the job, you hired
scratched: I'm the boss, do the job, you hired

Missy Elliott:
What I'm sayin, you the man, I'm in love
And I like when you do it rough
Hey shorty I can't get enough
Can't stop, won't stop call me Puff
Hold me down to the ground, pick me up
Now move it 'round, break it down, hold up
Scream loud, black and proud, let's ****
Nine to five, do it live, sho' nuff...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 15.11.08, 23:06

Click Clack

Music
Wooo

When I walk up in the club, they be pushin
Misdemeanor got that ice that keep'em lookin(Uh huh)
Crop top, drop tops on my Phantom, mang.
They be trippin' and them haters just pussies.
(Woo)

Feelin' on me, feelin' on me like a pornstar,
I drive a fast car, still shave my chocha.
(Uh huh)
Get the cash, get the cheddar, get the beans mean,
(Uhhh)
Ching a ling, bling bling, my money real green

Who dat?
Who dat?
Player better fall back,
Step back, player better fall back.
Click Clack, cock back
Semi-automatic track
Drink a lot of Similac,
Shorty better fall back.

(Woo)
I fall down, get up
then I gotta dust it off
(Uh-huh)
(Say you got to dust it off?)
Yeah, I quickly dust it off.
I'm off the wall,
I do brawl, don't stall
Yes it's on,
Said it's on, I can't be cloned
You can call me Mike Jones.

305-212-804, My cell
(Woo)
Y'all must be dumb as hell
If y'all think that is my cell.

Hotel, motel, Holiday
Don't play
round the way, OJ
Yeah, I'm so icey.
(Aah)

What them haters say?
Misdemeanor OK.
(Uh)
Call me foreplay,
Position more than 40 ways.
(Uh huh)
Like a chocolate glaze,
I'm hotter than a summer day.
Stingray, Sugar Ray,
Knuckles all up in your face.

I block a block a,
Straight jocker,
Matter fact, a face snapper.
Money stacker, no slacker,
Hit rapper, gun strapper.
I click, click
hear my
Click click.

2 snaps, you hit, then I
click click.
I make cash, pay them bills,
I pay them bills that buy new wheels.
I wear high heels,
I touch and feel,
catch me in your man grill.

My record deal, my movie deal
Is super sick sick.
I click click, and if you doubt me then I
Click click.
(Uh huh)

Smack them boys,
I will destroy
Hit, hit, straight down and
split split ya boy.

I kick kick like Karate flick flicks
You get your ass bit,
Don't make me have to
Click click...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 15.11.08, 23:07

Crazy Feelings

(Feat. Beyonce)

Missy:
I was in love
That's what it was when I met you
In love
And no one could ever talk about you
But it sucks, so many lies and alibis
In love

Beyonce and Missy:
Crazy feelings
Make me stay in love with you
Crazy feelings
Make me stay in love with you

Beyonce:
So in love
I just didn't see the wrong you did
In love
But now that I know I can admit
It was love that made me a fool, a silly fool
In love, oh crazy

Missy:
You was always in my face, all the time
Even with 20 & 20 vision, I couldn't see you lie
You was always in my face, all the time
Even with 20 & 20 vision, I couldn't see you lie...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 15.11.08, 23:08

Dangerous Mouths

Uh, 3000 baby, uh huh, ooh, raunchy, raunchy

Good riddance, to niggas and bitches bullshittin
I house MC's like baths and full kitchens, ready or not
Doc,hood lynchin, icey flows, I wrtie with wool mittens
Its two not one, Missy dot dot com, come once in the blue like free hot lunch
So once its on, turn it up, chickens flockin in
Shoppin at birds are us, murderous, don't blame me, blame the music
I write with napalms in my hands, flame the fuses, like ca psss, off you go
I'm nice battin, I practice when the park is closed
I'm that man who squats out of jeeps and vans
Jump to roof to roof on the TV cam, I **** a model
I go out with the cheapest tramps, pussy have me trippin
Like Kima, Keisha and Pam, I remain cool like, like open hous on a school night
Animal House gettin thrown out for food fights, PPP strictly don't give a ****
An Brick City niggas strictly don't give a ****

Let me intervene, come between, like dick through your jeans
Hang down to your knees, its mwa the don wan, carry on, D.A.N to the danger
Y'all MC's in a whole lot of danger, change up all your rhymes you need beats
My beats you see completely unique, forgive thee
See its the shots of Henessey thats in me, Reggie Noble through after me

It takes two to tingle, and two to ****
I done ****ed in Range Roves to Isuzu trucks,used to move weight
Now you makin moves to duck, built solid without bolts, screws and nuts
Pussy tight jiffy lube it up, Doc came up, hoes use to hang up
Now my arm close hang up, my crew is deeper than Karl Kani pockets
We don't buy bullets, we ask what size rockets, for thee occasion
One shot will have you ravin', like Symone when the four four is blown
Two minutes later I'll make it hotter, snap you from the vine
To my um blada a boom glada
So what you wanna do, what you wanna do

Yo I got the chicken, the brew taken next, an much room Def Squad in the house
Drop you drawers, tell your boyfriend ease up, and park his car

I'm from the south you better watch your mouth, Its the M.I
The S.I, if you try then you die, I don't take no mercy on you suckers so
Would you still be in love baby, if I cut your throat, cut the jokes
I ain't got no love for yo, no friends with those, who imitate me ya bold
My style I own, I'ma have to steal your flow, you know me Joe
I gotta say no more, bitch
Thats right nigga, Its Misdemeanor here, Redman, Timbaland uhh
Mutha****a! 3 triple zero, the Matrix baby, uhh, I'm out...

Missy Elliott

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15.11.08, 22:46	#11 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Best Friends Best Friends (Feat. Aaliyah) My best friend say She sick of me cryin on the phone Tellin how the Men are doggin me My best friend say Don't tell her nothin bout me can you girl She ain't showin me no sympathy My best friend say If she was me she'd let you go long long time ago My best friend say My best friend say I'll be there I'll still be there for you In your time of need You can lean on me Come on I'll be there for you I'll be there for you In your time of need You can lean on me Come on I'll be there for you My best friend say I can stay with her At her house no doubt any time I like My best friend say Don't let you ruin my life Cuz you don't do for me And you don't act right My best friend say If she was me she would let you go long long time ago My best friend say My best friend say... Missy Elliott

15.11.08, 22:50	#12 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Bring The Pain Bring The Pain (Feat. Method Man) One two three four five six seven eight nine!" (Chuck D) Are we on the air?" (Beat from Method Man's original "Bring the Pain" starts playing) Missy Elliott: Uhh, uhh ((Ha) Uhh (Ha) uhh (Ha) Uhh, this is uhh, a Missy Elliott uhh, exclusive Uh huh woo Missy: And I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain Ooh baby, what's your name? (Ha) I love the way you're spittin the game You made me change from thinkin all guys the same You the type of guy I wanna marry in months Got exactly what I want (Ha) And ain't no fakin the funk Your attitude is funk and you're makin me crunk (c'mon) Missy singing: Yes it's real baby Got me so crazy Light my fire dirty Like the way you serve me Stimulate my body Crunk just like a party Ohh, you won't be sorry My papi, I'm yo' mami Missy: I'm in your life to come and let you explore (Ha) And take you on a tour The kind of guys that be talkin that noise Is the reason I ignore (Uh ha) And you the one I wanna take to MEET MOMS He's a rap superstar" (Uh ha) I wanna be the one, you like I'm sure to do you right Method Man + Missy: Is it real hon, if it's really real (let's chill) Maybe pop an X pill (how does sex feel?) Come and get your next thrill (you the raw deal) Yo I'm sayin if your man won't (Mr. Meth will) That's amore', all day, mind over matter And my forte' is foreplay, sex on a platter Have it your way, then who, serve you everything on the menu And all that freak shit that you into Sweet lady, you drive me half crazy Maybe, we can go half on a baby (on a baby?) Poppa got a brand new bag Hidden in the stash of his brand new Jag Lovely, kick your shoes off and get comfy We can bump uglies if you ain't got your monthly Yes I, like "American Pie" Tell 'em M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter-Y Missy: M-E-T-H-O-D, Man M-I-S-S-Y, I am I came came to bang bang the boogie I see you lookin to bang out my nookie You want my cookies I baked for you rookies Work hard they want me to bang bang and stick me If you want my nookie you got to come quickly M-E-T-H-O-D is ya wit me? Mr. Meth: is ya wit me? Missy Elliott

15.11.08, 22:54	#13 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Busa Rhyme Busa Rhyme (Feat. Eminem) Missy,Slim Shady Eminem: Well I do pop pills, I keep my tube socks filled And pop the same shit that got Tupac killed Spit game to these hoes, like a soap opera episode And punch a bitch in the nose, til her whole face explodes There's three things I hate: girls, women and bitches I'm that vicious to walk up, and drop-kick midgets They call me Boogie Night, the stalker that walks awkward Stick figure, with a dick bigger than Mark Wahlberg Comin through the airport, sluggish, walkin on crutches Hit a **in (pregnant chick) in her (stomach) with luggage It's like a dream I can't snap out, I black out, and back out I'm lookin for someone "of" to beat the crap "out" I'm bringin you rap singers two middle fingers I flip you off in French, then translate in English Then I'ma vanish off the face of the planet and come back Speakin so much Spanish, Pun can't even understand it Missy: Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim Shady Shady: Yeah Missy: Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim mother*in Shady Shady: Yeah Missy: Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim Shady Shady: Yeah (Missy) Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Eminem: I had a huge attitude, started off staticky Mad at you, had you mad at me automatically (one more time) I'm not a commodity, I'm an oddity Who oddly enough developed himself a Halloween following It's so big, if I counted up all the freaks who follow me I'd probably owe Ozzy Osbourne an apology College girls, live in an alcoholic's world Full of earl, head twirls every time the toilet swirls flush* Covered in throw up, and I refuse to grow up I won't budge,I still tell a grown up to shut up (Shut up) I made this rap game suspenseful, cause now I got a impulse To give you insults wrote with a pencil (bitch) And waste the paper on you, choppin down the oakwood Cause everything that you wrote in your notebook was no good And as long as I stay in the studio and keep cuttin You mother**ers are puttin your words together for nuttin Missy: Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim Shady Shady: What's the deal? Missy: Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim motherin Shady Shady: Yeah who? Missy: Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Slim Shady Shady: What's the deal? Missy: Won't you busa rhyme for me boy Missy: Turn the music up, we gon' wake the neighbors We gon' get high, we gon' roll to Vegas Me and Slim Shady, on some shit daily What you want what you got is it hot? (Is it hot?) Turn the music up, we gon' wake the neighbors We gon' get high, we gon' roll to Vegas Me and Slim Shady, on some shit daily What you want (yo) what you want (yo) ahh uhh yo A person from another planet might disagree with you Well if you want my opinion, it comes from right here on Earth Eminem: Slim Shady Misdemeanor Timbaland Slim Shady Misdemeanor I'm homicidal, and suicidal with no friends Holdin a gun with no handle, just a barrel at both ends Sprayin tecs at you until you see your in legs With the bullet holes and the exit wounds layin next to you (Ahh) in mad dog, foamin at the mouth mouth, my whole house, is foamin at the couch Jumped out of the 93rd floor of a building And shot every window out on the way down to the ground (Keep filming) Woke up to a hospital staff, got up and laughed, chopped em in half Suffocated the oxygen mask Shit if I get any higher, I'ma get the East and West beefin again Slide back to Detroit and stand in the crossfire Missy: Y'all better call the police 'fore I kill this track Don't shoot Missy Get back Uhh, I'ma put you all in the line Uhh, and I'ma watch you MC's die Yo mommy, mommy, Missy done lost her mind! I think somebody done pissed her off this time! Yo, I'ma have to bust you through your chest and Uhh, you will have to clean up the mess (uh huh) It's rainin rainin and it's pourin loud Never fear, cause pissy Missy's through the crowd Uhh, I hear the gats go cha pow Who shot me damnit? Bitch get down Don't walk when I talk,I never talk when I smile (uh huh) Lay em on down, like they lived underground (uh) For the sound, that me and, Timbaland, we found Get your ass, kicked later, or get your ass, kicked now Uhh one,two Misdemeanor, Slim Shady Timbaland, mother**er Uhh uhh uhh Cool, cool, cool Triple zero... Missy Elliott

15.11.08, 22:57	#14 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Bus A Bus Interlude Bus A Bus Interlude (Feat. Busta Rhymes) Busta Rhymes: Eh hee eh hehehe, ehehehehe Yes indeed, yes indeed out this mother**er Back with the right foot steppin in first and the left foot steppin in after I go by the divine attribute, of Bus A Bust Down Some'n Otherwise known as Busta motherin Rhymes out this bitch Yknahmean? Cause when I'm in the spot Rapping: I let a bitch start kissin up And muh'ers love the way that I be pissin up on muh'ers, muh'ers need to chill, Relax What they need to do is listen up, muh'ers Talking: So as we begin, to get you addicted To the shit, that's "So Addictive" Make sure you got your peoples witchu You know one of your peoples, that stay sober You know to make sure you get home safely Cause we about to take it there muh'**ers Miss E, 'Misdemeanor' Elliott Soooo Addictive... Missy Elliott

15.11.08, 22:58	#15 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Busta's Intro Busta's Intro (Feat. Busta Rhymes) Ay yo yo yoyo yoyoyoyo Ay yo yo yoyo yoyoyoyo Ay yo yo yo yo Ay yo Missy I just came out here a hour and twenty five minutes On one of them Gilligan island shits of New York and Virginia Word up!to visit your ass,and you playin' shit like this up in my ears. What the ** you think you doin' thinkin' I ain't gonna get on this mutha a before I bounce. Yo check this out,let me hit you with this real shit real quick Missy. One shot baby just let me do my shit for a minute on your shit. Check it out. Ah hahahah! I continue to disreguard all of ya'lls opinian Ahah Blast your whole ass into oblivian,eheaha,makin' New York with Virgin akins. Eheh,this shit be baggin',eheh. If you disagree,Uhah!,before I smoke this,and get a little drunk and a Little pissy,when I finish my music Ima make all ya'll mutha as miss Me! See who is he,that girl right there who is she? It's Busta Ruhmes and Missy,niggaz when ya come around Missy don't act Like a in' sissy. No chicken headz allowed here,no time for the kissy kissy,and when they Askin' who is he? I be Busta Ryhmes the pheneminal of get busy,strictly major Effected,ya'll niggaz know the drilly,we gettin' money togetha,trackinstacks and then countin' em Ya'll niggaz stay tuned for the rest of my homegirl Missy's album Word up Flip Mode is the mutha in' squad! Busta Ryhmes commin' in right here with this quick lil' drop on ya. Ah yo ya'll niggaz stay focussed Keep ya eyes and ears on this Fulfillin' shit,Missy be numba one! Blossumin',like beautiful flowers on ya'll mutha **as! Stay Tuned... Missy Elliott

15.11.08, 22:59	#16 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Can You Hear Me Can You Hear Me (Feat. TLC) Aaliyahs mother: This is the information for For where you can send the flowers Its for Aaliyah Ill give you the phone number in case you need it Ok we'll see you Take care of yourself I love you Bye bye Missy: I been checkin on your moms and dad And your brother since the day you left Passed on and went away with God But for your mom its been So damn hard I hate to even hear her cry Aaliyah she asked me why Would a baby girl go this way Can you give me better words to say One day she'll see you again With the same old beautiful smile Long hair and the voice of a hummingbird You'll be singing them same old songs Aalyiah can you hear me I hope that you're proud of me Me and Tim we been doing our thing But Its never been the same Since you had to go I aint never met a friend More incredible TLC: I know you in real good hands With God but damn I miss you Aayliah if you see Left Eye will you tell her That me and Boz miss her too Cuz no ones gunna fill her space TC L not replace Yall the reasons we learned to love Fly high with your 22 doves One day we'll see her again With the same old beautiful smile Crazy but sexy cool She'll be rapping them same old songs Lisa can you hear me We hope that you're proud of us TLC has come along way But its never been the same Since you had to go Cuz the healing process will be long and slow Aaliyah I know you in a safer place You face to face with the creator And our maker And if you and Left Eye happen to chat tell her Me and Teone we know that she much safer If you see Biggie Smalls up in the clouds tell him Hes still the illest MC we had around 2pac there is only one Big Pun RIP we say one One day we'll see yall again With the same old beautiful smiles All styles so many styles And yall be doing the same old things The last time we seen ya We hope yall can change the world Let them see how short life be It would never be the same since you had to go To the music world yall are incredible... Missy Elliott

15.11.08, 23:03	#17 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Can't Stop Can't Stop Missy Elliott: Rich Nice Woo C'mon Sıck Uh huh Yes woo Holla I be thinkin 'bout that big O The way you used to rock it to me nice and slow You used to do it 'til my back felt broke You used to say give it to me I'd say no You used to talk that kinky shit up in my earrrs And you would buy me pink pretty under wearrrs And I would moan cause you would make me feel nice And you would make me feel like makin love twice What I'm sayin, you the man, I'm in love And I like when you do it rough Hey shorty I can't get enough Can't stop, won't stop call me Puff Hold me down to the ground, pick me up Now move it 'round, break it down, hold up Scream loud, black and proud, let's ** Nine to five, do it live, sho' nuff I be thinkin 'bout the way you do it good I like it cause you raised in the hood Uhh, you put your back into it I tell you no, change my mind, then I do it You cute, you fine, you fire I'm the boss, do the job, you hired Heather Hunter must of got me inspired To work for hours, fall asleep, get you tired cause I can't stop thinkin 'bout you Or the way you do what you do With you I can not lose I put it down like some brand new shoes I can't stop thinkin 'bout you The way you do what you do With you I can not lose Now let me put it down scratched: I be thinkin 'bout the way you do it good scratched: I be thinkin 'bout the way you do it good (Yes) scratched: I be thinkin 'bout the way you do it good Missy Elliott: He wan' take me to a ho tale, see if it's good If the nigga sm ale, when I put it down He like oh yeahurr Taste like apples and a bag of pears Right here, right dere, everywhere To the bed, to the kitchen, in the wooden chair He like to hear me moan like mmm yeah Boy's in the zone and I don't care Sittin on his lap, pullin on my track He piggidy piggidy piggidy piggy my back In fact no slack, damn he the mack He ain't got to work me like dat scratched: repeatedly, I'm the boss scratched: I'm the boss, do the job, you hired scratched: I'm the boss, do the job, you hired Missy Elliott: What I'm sayin, you the man, I'm in love And I like when you do it rough Hey shorty I can't get enough Can't stop, won't stop call me Puff Hold me down to the ground, pick me up Now move it 'round, break it down, hold up Scream loud, black and proud, let's ** Nine to five, do it live, sho' nuff... Missy Elliott

15.11.08, 23:06	#18 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Click Clack Click Clack Music Wooo When I walk up in the club, they be pushin Misdemeanor got that ice that keep'em lookin(Uh huh) Crop top, drop tops on my Phantom, mang. They be trippin' and them haters just pussies. (Woo) Feelin' on me, feelin' on me like a pornstar, I drive a fast car, still shave my chocha. (Uh huh) Get the cash, get the cheddar, get the beans mean, (Uhhh) Ching a ling, bling bling, my money real green Who dat? Who dat? Player better fall back, Step back, player better fall back. Click Clack, cock back Semi-automatic track Drink a lot of Similac, Shorty better fall back. (Woo) I fall down, get up then I gotta dust it off (Uh-huh) (Say you got to dust it off?) Yeah, I quickly dust it off. I'm off the wall, I do brawl, don't stall Yes it's on, Said it's on, I can't be cloned You can call me Mike Jones. 305-212-804, My cell (Woo) Y'all must be dumb as hell If y'all think that is my cell. Hotel, motel, Holiday Don't play round the way, OJ Yeah, I'm so icey. (Aah) What them haters say? Misdemeanor OK. (Uh) Call me foreplay, Position more than 40 ways. (Uh huh) Like a chocolate glaze, I'm hotter than a summer day. Stingray, Sugar Ray, Knuckles all up in your face. I block a block a, Straight jocker, Matter fact, a face snapper. Money stacker, no slacker, Hit rapper, gun strapper. I click, click hear my Click click. 2 snaps, you hit, then I click click. I make cash, pay them bills, I pay them bills that buy new wheels. I wear high heels, I touch and feel, catch me in your man grill. My record deal, my movie deal Is super sick sick. I click click, and if you doubt me then I Click click. (Uh huh) Smack them boys, I will destroy Hit, hit, straight down and split split ya boy. I kick kick like Karate flick flicks You get your ass bit, Don't make me have to Click click... Missy Elliott

15.11.08, 23:07	#19 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Crazy Feelings Crazy Feelings (Feat. Beyonce) Missy: I was in love That's what it was when I met you In love And no one could ever talk about you But it sucks, so many lies and alibis In love Beyonce and Missy: Crazy feelings Make me stay in love with you Crazy feelings Make me stay in love with you Beyonce: So in love I just didn't see the wrong you did In love But now that I know I can admit It was love that made me a fool, a silly fool In love, oh crazy Missy: You was always in my face, all the time Even with 20 & 20 vision, I couldn't see you lie You was always in my face, all the time Even with 20 & 20 vision, I couldn't see you lie... Missy Elliott

15.11.08, 23:08	#20 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Dangerous Mouths Dangerous Mouths Uh, 3000 baby, uh huh, ooh, raunchy, raunchy Good riddance, to niggas and bitches bullshittin I house MC's like baths and full kitchens, ready or not Doc,hood lynchin, icey flows, I wrtie with wool mittens Its two not one, Missy dot dot com, come once in the blue like free hot lunch So once its on, turn it up, chickens flockin in Shoppin at birds are us, murderous, don't blame me, blame the music I write with napalms in my hands, flame the fuses, like ca psss, off you go I'm nice battin, I practice when the park is closed I'm that man who squats out of jeeps and vans Jump to roof to roof on the TV cam, I ** a model I go out with the cheapest tramps, pussy have me trippin Like Kima, Keisha and Pam, I remain cool like, like open hous on a school night Animal House gettin thrown out for food fights, PPP strictly don't give a An Brick City niggas strictly don't give a Let me intervene, come between, like dick through your jeans Hang down to your knees, its mwa the don wan, carry on, D.A.N to the danger Y'all MC's in a whole lot of danger, change up all your rhymes you need beats My beats you see completely unique, forgive thee See its the shots of Henessey thats in me, Reggie Noble through after me It takes two to tingle, and two to I done ed in Range Roves to Isuzu trucks,used to move weight Now you makin moves to duck, built solid without bolts, screws and nuts Pussy tight jiffy lube it up, Doc came up, hoes use to hang up Now my arm close hang up, my crew is deeper than Karl Kani pockets We don't buy bullets, we ask what size rockets, for thee occasion One shot will have you ravin', like Symone when the four four is blown Two minutes later I'll make it hotter, snap you from the vine To my um blada a boom glada So what you wanna do, what you wanna do Yo I got the chicken, the brew taken next, an much room Def Squad in the house Drop you drawers, tell your boyfriend ease up, and park his car I'm from the south you better watch your mouth, Its the M.I The S.I, if you try then you die, I don't take no mercy on you suckers so Would you still be in love baby, if I cut your throat, cut the jokes I ain't got no love for yo, no friends with those, who imitate me ya bold My style I own, I'ma have to steal your flow, you know me Joe I gotta say no more, bitch Thats right nigga, Its Misdemeanor here, Redman, Timbaland uhh Mutha**a! 3 triple zero, the Matrix baby, uhh, I'm out... Missy Elliott

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