Missy Elliott Şarkı Sözleri ( Lyrics ) - Sayfa 4

**Prenses** · 15.11.08, 23:35

Go To The Floor

Mama say, Mama san, Mama can you do dis.
Talking like you bad is when you just knew dat is.
Everytime I come out ya'll be like who dat is
Be more like Ashanti and be Unfoolish
You don't really want to break it with me
You wear Dada, I sport the Fendi
My Lamborghini against your benzi
Dirty diamonds in your ring see mines cling cling cling
Ding ding ding ding ding ding da ding ding
I used to get so high they called me Ming Lee
Spiked up my hair don' look like Don King
Hatahs keep on hating cause them don't worry we
Dem no worry we or me and timothy
M.I.S.E. slimed out my body e e
Bang bang to the boogie ooh wee
Playah keep on playing watch me do my duty

Go to the floor (now tell me what you want)
Grab me a drink (now what you gon' do)
I came to shake, shake my booty down, down to the beat. Brrah
Stand on the chairs (and dance like who)
Dance like the freaks (and what you came 2 do)
I came to shake, shake my booty down, like the 40. Brrah

I'm underated, glad i made it, independant, operated
I neva hesitaded hatahs kept me motivated
Da beat is penetrated, i'll let timmy regulate it
and we lay dead in the shade to drink a glass of lemonaded
Damn i'm faded, ain't no other way to say it ain't that complicated
Ain't no other chicks gon' neva make me feel invaded
I keep dropping hits like water breaking 2 centimeters and i'm dialatinRadio be patient ooh ssh come on check my translation.
From my observation, my fans is real patient.
They don't wanna hear da lies so stop faking
cuz you greazy like bacon, keep my stomach aching
If you wanna battle let there be no more delayinI hope you did some praying cause when i come swayinPop shu pop pop pop yeah!
Sometimes i flow sometime quick
It was on the verge of kissing ass so slick
I'd be on the verge of making hits after hits
It's dat kind of shit dat tell your mamie don't forget

Go to the floor (now tell me what you want)
Grab me a drink (now what you gon' do)
I came to shake, shake my booty down, down to the beat. Brrah
Stand on the chairs (and dance like who)
Dance like the freaks (and what you came 2 do)
I came to shake, shake my booty down, like the party. Brrah

Everybody, move your body now do it
Here is somethin' that's gonna make you move and groove
Hey DJ keep playing that song all night
On and on and on (on and on and on and on and)
Now is the niggas ova there
Bitches right cheaYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
All night long i hope you all came prepared.
It's 5:00 and we ain't goin no where
Aah yeah, Oh wee
Now will the guys with cash choose me.
Aah yeah, Baby
I got a man i ain't seen lately.

Go to the floor (now tell me what you want)
Grab me a drink (now what you gon' do)
I came to shake, shake my booty down, down to the beat. Brrah
Stand on the chairs (and dance like who)
Dance like the freaks (and what you came 2 do)
I came to shake, shake my booty down, like the party. Brrah...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 15.11.08, 23:37

Gossip Folks

Yo, yo, move out the way we got Missy Elliott commin' through
Girl that is Missy Elliott, she lost a lot of weight,
I heard she eat one cracker a day!
Girl, what I heard the bitch was married to Tim,
and started ****in' with Trina
Well I heard the bitch got hit by three zebras and a monkey
I can't stand the bitch no way

When I walk up in the peace
I ain't gotta even speak
Im a bad mamma jamma god damnit mutha****a
You aint gotta like me
I aint sweatin these hoes
Need to talk, what ya know
Stop talking bout who
Im stickin im lickin
You just mad it aint yours
I know yall poor
Yall broke
Yall jobs just hangin up coats
Step to me get burnt like toast
Mutha****a adios amigos
ah ha, pose pose
I don't brag I mostly boast
From the VA to the LA coast
Izzy Kizzy Lizzy Go

Musi ques
I sews on bews
I pues a twos on que zat
Pue zoo
My kizzer
Pous zigga ay zee
Its all kizza
Its always like
Its all kizza
Its always like
Na zound
Wa zee
Wa zoom zoom zee

When I pull up in my whip
Bitches wanna talk shit
Im drivin im blinding them upside these mutha****as ass
"Did you see it?"
Im drippin these curves
Skuurrt
Did ya heard?
my lova's, my fellas my furs
Ah I fly like a bird
Chickenheads on the prowl
Who you tryda **** now
know you aint getting loud
Better calm down before I smack ya ass down
I need my drum bass high
Has to be my snare strings horn
Yes I need my Tim sound
Right left
Izzy Kizzy look at him

Musi ques
I sews on bews
I pues a twos on que zat
Pue zoo
My kizzer
Pous zigga ay zee
Its all kizza
Its always like
Its all kizza
Its always like
Na zound
Wa zee
Wa zoom zoom zee

Now I don't go out my house shorty you just waitin to see
Who im roll up in the club with and report that next week
Just wanna see who I am ******* or sniffin some coke
I know by the time I finish this line ima hear this on the radio

(Ludacris)
Once upon a time in Kyla park
Where they live life fast and they scared of dark
There was a little nigga by the name of 'cris
Nobody paid him any mind
No one gave a shit
Knowing he could rap
No one lend a hand
So he went about his business
And devised the plan
Made a CD then he hit the block
Fifty thousand sold, seven dollars a pop
Hold the phone, three years later
Steped out the swamp with ten and a half gators
Now all around the world on the microphone
He leaves the booth smellin like Burberry cologne
Still ride the chrome
Got bitches in the kitchen
Never home alone
And hes on the grind
Please let me know if hes on your mind
And respect youll gimmie
Ludacris, I live loud like timmy
Had to clear these rumors
I got a headache and its not a tumor
Get up on my lap get my head tucked tight
Sprayed so I never let the bed bugs bite
Im hard to the core
Core to the right
You drop down turn around pick up hella clip (yaa)
yahh

Musi ques
I sews on bews
I pues a twos on que zat
Pue zoo
My kizzer
Pous zigga ay zee
Its all kizza
Its always like
Its all kizza
Its always like
Na zound
Wa zee
Wa zoom zoom zee

Yo straight up, Missy killed that shit tonight fo' real
I know I don't really care bout her being pregnant by Micheal Jackson
You know what we should do?
We should go get her album when it come out, what she gon do she gon do, shh
Hi Missy
Hi Missy
Wusup fools!
You think I aint knowin yall broke Milli Vanilli Jay Jay fan wannabes aint
over here gossipin' bout me?
Yo how bout you buff these Pumas for 20 cents or your lights wont get cut
off
You saggy breasts, cow stomachs
Yo take those baby GAP shirts off, too
You just mad cuz Payless ran out of plastic pumps for the after party
Yo by the way, go get my album
Damn

Musi ques
I sews on bews
I pues a twos on que zat
Pue zoo
My kizzer
Pous zigga ay zee...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 15.11.08, 23:41

Hit 'Em Wit' Da Hee

(Feat. Lil' Kim)

Uhh Missy, yeah B.I.G.
Ha ha, yeah, I like that

Lil' Kim:
Uhh, it's the Q to the B to the double E, spittin' lovely
And it don't stop, rocks shine through my tank top
Where your bank stop, I deposit all the one drops (ha)
Think not, excuse me but uh I like to flow
Cause this joint knocks harder then Indicot and
I be off the wall like the Lox, nightbox filled with Benjamins
Me and my girl Misty gettin' pissy up in Bennigans
Makin' all of you rappers begin again, like Fennigan
Christians repent then sin again, girls wanna be my friend again
Lay up in my crib up wit', get up in my linens and
While Misdemenor hit notes like Sarafinna, I subpeona you
To my funk grooves see, I hit you wit' the huhhh!
She wit' ya with the heee

Missy:
It wasn't your car that had me all in love with you (you)
Cause I've got my own ride and a trunk full of tunes (tunes)
I drive through your hood
And I hit 'em with

I hit 'em with the hee
I hit 'em with the
I stop 'em with the haaa (I stop 'em with the haaa)
Let's drink to you and me, let's drink to you and me
Meet me at the bar, heee haaa heee haaa

Missy:
It wasn't your money that had me all sprung out (sprung out! sprung out sprung out)
Cause I got my own account and my bills in large amount
Aye hey hey
I drive through your hood

I hit 'em with the hee
I hit 'em with the
I stop 'em with the haaa (I hit 'em wit' the hee, I hit 'em wit' the ha)
Let's drink to you and me, let's drink to you and me
Meet me at the bar (you can meet me at the bar)

Missy:
Long Iced Tea slurp me swiftly, meet me at the bar
What's up star? we know who you are
Shit, no shit I thought you hadn't noticed
The way I roll this Dutch, the way I roll this Dutch
Niggaz love my style too much (ha ha)
Duck, here comes the shot Bang Bang plllrr
Drop, me and Timbaland like haaa we takin over blocks
Like a one billion bitch march

I hit em with the heee
I hit em with the haaaa
I hit em with the hee
I hit em with the haa
I stop em with the haaa (hee hee ha)
I hit em with the heee
I hit em with the haaaa
I hit em with the hee
I hit em with the haa
Meet me at the bar (meet me at the bar)

Tell me where the party at, where the party at toot toot
(You know what I'm sayin', we about to be out like this)
Tell me where the party at, tell tell me where the party at toot toot
(for the year 2 thou, uh huh me Timberland remember me)
Tell me where the party at, tell tell me where the party at toot toot
(Lil' Kim, none of ya'll, none of them wanna **** with us)
Tell me where the party at, tell tell me where the party at toot toot
(yeah we out nigga)

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 15.11.08, 23:43

Hot

Missy:
This is an old school Missy exclusive

Look I ain't on no ra ra shit
You dont wanna test how far Miss get
Me and Tim's cars got kits
But we don't drive around trying to prove you shit
Everyone trying to be that bitch
But there can only be one bitch, make hits
I know I must make y'all sick
Cuz Everytime I spit you beg to quit
I used to drive a six
And now I drive a mercala gold and shit
On the plush gold seats to sit
And I own my own click
Man I must admit
And my S is it
Misdemeanor have you seen she the best it get
And those who try to test this chick
Where they at right now in peace restinin

If you broke
Just say you broke
Cuz' all you blowin up ya ass is some smoke
See we rich folks, we buy boats
And you is a broke bum nigga that's for sure
I know you broke just say you broke
Cuz' all you blowin' out ya is some smoke
Cuz rich folks we buy boats
And you is a broke bum liar that's for sure

Yeah boo you know you a joke
Wear a fake Rolex, call it a Ro
Claim you down with so and so
Ya whack on whack, bows I came to throw
I might just let you mop my flo
Here my autograph take this flick to go
(Cheese)
Miss don't say no moCuz you know what I do
And you know what I know
And I dont think so
You dont wanna lose a arm or elbow
If ya broke man just say so
Cuz that bentley that you renting
Man its got to go
Back to the black man sto
Along with ya weave cop a new afro
Why you wanna make Miss stoop so low
But if you try to test me I just check ya slow

If you broke
Just say you broke
Cuz' all you blowin up ya ass is some smoke
Cuz we rich folks, we buy boats
And you is a broke bum nigga that's for sure
I know you broke just say you broke
Cuz' all you blowin' out ya is some smoke
Cuz rich folks we buy boats
And you is a broke bum liar that's for sure

In old school we used to call out names
But I ain't tryin' to get y'all all my fame
My credit card gonna bring ya pain
To know ya bank account just don't change
No need to wreck ya brains
Trying to see who Missy gon' slain
I roll solo not with a gang
Don't carry guns kick ass wit a chain
Don't let me say it again
Don't carry guns kick ass with a chain
(Whassa)
Like a chinese man
Reverse it
(ti esrever)
Know what I'm saying

If you broke
Just say you broke
Cuz' all you blowin up ya ass is some smoke
Cuz we rich folks, we buy boats
And you is a broke bum nigga that's for sure
I know you broke just say you broke
Cuz' all you blowin' out ya is some smoke
Cuz rich folks we buy boats
And you is a broke bum liar that's for sure...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 15.11.08, 23:44

Hot Boys

This is for my ghetto mother****ers
Uh hey, are you really a hot boy?
Oh, check me

What's your name, cause I'm impressed
Can you treat me good, I won't settle for less
You a hot boy, a rock boy
A fun toy, tote a glock boy
Where you live, is it by yourself
Can I move wit' you, do you need some help
I cook boy, I'll give you more
I'mma fly girl, and I like those

Hot boyz
Baby you got what I want
See cuz y'all be drivin' Lexus jeeps
And the Benz jeeps, and the Lincoln jeeps
Nothin' cheaper, got them Platinum Visa's

Hot boyz
Baby you got what I want
See cuz y'all be drivin' Jaguars
And the Bentley's, and the Rolls Royce
Playin' hardballs wit' them Platinum Visa's

Is that your car, the SK-8
Are you riding alone, can I be your date
Come get me, gimmie, don't dis me, don't trick me
Got some friends, can they come too
Can you hook them up wit' some boyz like you
A hot boy, a rock boy, on top boy
And I like those

Hot boyz
Baby you got what I want
See cuz y'all be drivin' Lexus jeeps
And the Benz jeeps, and the Lincoln jeeps
Nothin' cheaper, wit' them Platinum Visa's

Hot boyz
Baby you got what I want
See cuz y'all be drivin' Jaguars
And the Bentley's, and the Rolls Royce
Playin' hardball wit' them Platinum Visa's

Yo, I'mma dig in yo' pockets
Dig in yo' wallets
Is there money unfounded
Yeah, you got my heart poundin
You a hot boy, drive a drop boy
With alot boy, and you tote a glock boy
Give me no reason, I know that you treatin
These diamonds I'm needin', make you believe it
I want alot boy, with a hot boy
Got a fun toy and you tote a glock boy

Hot boy
Baby you got what I want
Won't you really come and satisfy me
I be lovin' you like endlessly
Everyday all day

Hot boy
Baby you got what I want
Won't you really come and satisfy me
I be lovin' you like endlessly
Oh, yes I will

Where the Lexus jeeps, and the Benz jeeps
And the Lincoln jeeps, and the Bentley's
And the Jaguars, and the fly cars
Where you at?

Where your Lexus jeeps, and the Benz jeeps
And the Lincoln jeeps, and the Bentley's
And the Jaguars, and the fly cars
Where you at?

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Hot boyz, hot boyz
I'm out
Hot boyz, I like 'em like that...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 15.11.08, 23:47

Hot Boyz

(Feat. Lil' Mo)

Missy:
This is for my ghetto mother****ers
Uh hey, are you really a hot boy?
Oh, check me

Lil' Mo:
What's your name, cause I'm impressed
Can you treat me good, I won't settle for less
You a hot boy, a rock boy
A fun toy, tote a glock boy
Where you live, is it by yourself
Can I move wit' you, do you need some help
I cook boy, I'll give you more
I'mma fly girl, and I like those

Missy and Lil' Mo:
Hot boyz
Baby you got what I want
See cuz y'all be drivin' Lexus jeeps
And the Benz jeeps, and the Lincoln jeeps
Nothin' cheaper, got them Platinum Visa's

Hot boyz
Baby you got what I want
See cuz y'all be drivin' Jaguars
And the Bentley's, and the Rolls Royce
Playin' hardballs wit' them Platinum Visa's

Lil' Mo:
Is that your car, the SK-8
Are you riding alone, can I be your date
Come get me, gimmie, don't dis me, don't trick me
Got some friends, can they come too
Can you hook them up wit' some boyz like you
A hot boy, a rock boy, on top boy
And I like those

Missy and Lil' Mo:
Hot boyz
Baby you got what I want
See cuz y'all be drivin' Lexus jeeps
And the Benz jeeps, and the Lincoln jeeps
Nothin' cheaper, wit' them Platinum Visa's

Hot boyz
Baby you got what I want
See cuz y'all be drivin' Jaguars
And the Bentley's, and the Rolls Royce
Playin' hardball wit' them Platinum Visa's

Missy:
Yo, I'mma dig in yo' pockets
Dig in yo' wallets
Is there money unfounded
Yeah, you got my heart poundin
You a hot boy, drive a drop boy
With alot boy, and you tote a glock boy
Give me no reason, I know that you treatin
These diamonds I'm needin', make you believe it
I want alot boy, with a hot boy
Got a fun toy and you tote a glock boy

Missy and Lil' Mo':
Hot boy
Baby you got what I want
Won't you really come and satisfy me
I be lovin' you like endlessly
(Everyday all day)

Hot boy
Baby you got what I want
Won't you really come and satisfy me
I be lovin' you like endlessly
(Oh, yes I will)

Missy:
Where the Lexus jeeps, and the Benz jeeps
And the Lincoln jeeps, and the Bentley's
And the Jaguars, and the fly cars
Where you at?

Where your Lexus jeeps, and the Benz jeeps
And the Lincoln jeeps, and the Bentley's
And the Jaguars, and the fly cars
Where you at?

Lil' Mo':
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Hot boyz, hot boyz (I'm out)
Hot boyz, I like 'em like that...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 15.11.08, 23:49

I'm Moving On

Missy:
See, I had to make a record that
Give thanks to my Lord Savior in Jesus Christ
A lot of people are quick to criticize me
For the kind of music I sing but
See they don't change the belief
Hat I have an God, yaknowhatI'msayin?
Cause when my friends forsake me
Who's there to listen to me without complaining?
Nobody but Him, uhhh

Singing
Please don't judge me
Cause I'm not perfect (I'm not perfect)
And please don't judge me if
I'm not in church on Sunday

I'm movin' (I'm movin' on)
And I'm pressin' (I'm pressin' on)
To the other way (To the other way)
Ohhhh (to, higher, ground)
I'm pressin' (I'm movin' on)
I'm movin' (I'm pressin' on, yea)
Tooooo (to the other way)
(To, higher, ground)

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 15.11.08, 23:50

I'm Not Perfect

(Feat. The Clark Sisters)

We've been through things, feels like we've been to hell and back
And the ones you've lost, I'd give my life if I could bring them back
(bring them back, I'd give my life)
And your self esteem might be low from what people say (keep holding on)
Hold your head up high, I promise it's gonna be ok (ay, oh hey)

I'm not perfect just like you (I'm not perfect)
So come on let me give you a hug (come on let me give you a hug)
I got problems just like you (I got problems)
So don't nobody sit here and judge (just like you)
I'm not perfect just like you (we're gonna stick together)
So come on let me give you a hug (let's stick together)
I got problems just like you (woo, ooh, yeah)
And everybody needs some love

When you're feeling bad, some friends they can't be found
(look around, look around, be found)
Cause some people love it just to see you when you're down (down, yeah)
But it's ok, pick yourself up, start over again (that's what you gotta do)
If you try you will, you will succeed in the end
(the end, I know you will, oh yeah)

I'm not perfect just like you
So come on let me give you a hug (come on and let me give you)
I got problems just like you (I got problems)
So don't nobody sit here and judge (oh, yeah)
I'm not perfect just like you (no, no, no, no)
So come on let me give you a hug (come on and let me give you a hug)
I got problems just like you
And everybody needs some love

Shake a hand, shake a hand y'all, come on (oh shake somebody's hand)
To every woman, every man y'all, come on (oh, to every woman, every man)
Tell a friend, tell a friend y'all (ooh, shake a hand with someone)
Cause united we stand y'all (united we stand, by body we fall)

I'm not perfect just like you
(I'm not perfect, I've been through some things too)
I'm not perfect just like you
I'm not perfect just like you (ohh)
I'm not perfect just like you (ohh)

Ohh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 15.11.08, 23:52

I'm Really Hot

Oh,oh,oh,oh,oh,oh,oh,oh
I'm,I'm,I'm,I'm,I'm really,really
Hot,Hot,Hot,Hot,Hot

Let me holla' at the d.j.
Come on d.j. put that record on the replay
Don't you see how them bitches move they bootay
Everytime you play this record, smell like coochie
Follow dem',Screamin' like a groupay
Misdemeanor move my nookie like a hoochay
For them hatas **** whatever you say
Because you know I'm too cool for you anyway
I'm just a bad bitch
M I S,Miss
I'm gonna' keep talkin' shit till you get this
I'm gonna' bust up in the club wit' no guest list
Them otha' artist, I keep em' all restless
I don't french kiss unless it's 50 cent
Vivica,we can share him like the president
Tabloids,I don't care,it's irrelevant,I'm heaven sent
Now watch how I do this shit

I'm really,really hot
Everytime my records drop
Radio says I won't stop
Cus' I'm killin' em

You don't know whatcha' talkin' bout
You would think I was Sug when I come out
My album hit hard when I roll out
Yall records make a bitch wanna' throw em out
And that's no doubt
See I rock bells
Fly as hell and cool as ?
Baby can't ya' tell
I lick my lips like I'm L.L.
And I'm doin' it,and doin' it,and doin' it well
Straight to the hotel
I'm celibate so, boy, you gets no tail
Kiss, kiss and still you gets nowhere
Just two blue balls down in yo' underwear
I play unfair
I'm a hot gal
Hot cars and stars and strip bars
And ain't hot if I'm not there
I'm a true playaYou can find me up in any record store
Hurry up and get chere

Look,let me move to the left
Go head, let me feel myself
Touch my chest my sweat
Show that d.j. how I shake my breast
Jiggle,jiggle,jangle
Watch how my gludius dangle
I do a 1-2 step,Stop
No,I ain't done yet
Everybody in the club,go to work
Tight jeans,crop shirts,short skirts
I'm gonna' rock to the beat till' it hurt
I'm gonna' drop it on the street
Yeah ya' heard
Hatas' I flip the bird
Got guns,so what,I ain't scurred
I came to boogie and swerve
I ain't lyin' folk that's my word

Really ly ly hot hot hot
Really ly ly hot hot hot...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 15.11.08, 23:54

I'm Talkin

Nigga, waz up?
You think you tough, I'm fly shit
Has a bitch, dope as ****
Sho nuff I'm guaranteed, no diggities
Fight you like the ****ing enemies
You would think there's ****ing ten of me
When I'm sending these
Blows, blows, hoes want to roll like hydro
When I suck Timbaland's bone like you (barking in the background)
Fido, I go
Scoop Lil' Kim
Me, she, her, them and him
Gets high in a tunnel
They see my Lexus comin
They hear the bass rumblin
They come quick, they come quick
Like a dick, I make myself sick
I'm so mother****in bad to the bone
Like my titties are full blown

My style of rappin, my style
I'm such such a good rapper, I'm such such a good rapper
I give you good and plenty, yeah yeah
My styles the bomb diggy, my style
My style of rappin
I'm such such a good rapper, I'm such a good rapper
I give you good and plenty hmmm hmmm
My style the bomb diggy

I'm calling your cards like Sprint
Can't be me, can't see me
I'm low like Timb, ladies and gents
Dogs, cats and babies
Whoever but my style
I hope you croak from the rabies
Swayze,maybe I call your name
Ain't that a ****ing shame
I'm too high for that
I'm great like the dane
Mane on main
If you decide to put your hands
On my ****ing light
Like the ciggarettes I light
You must burn, you better learn
From the pro
Who rock shows after shows
When it rains it pours
I hurt like the cold souls
My style polishes like nails and toes
You know, know

You beg to be put on like cats
Nigga know who I am
Now you want to sing and dance
You want to shake your stanky ass
Well I'm sorry Sam
God damn, ou ain't family
You hounding me, pounding me
With the same old story
You bore me
Lordy have mercy on all these groupies
Sorry cutie
Why you go and shake your bootie?
Cause there's only one Lil' Kim
The triple beam, the misdemean
Nigga queen, whoomp, we Tag Team
So hot we melt like ice cream
Without the dick riding
Dreams of smoking a California blunt
I got the lyrics to make you feel it
What you want nigga?

I'm talking about my style
I am the flyest then RZA now
I'm talking about my style
Let me tell you about Missy's style

Hey Timbaland be talking more shit
And Lil' Kim be talking more shit
Da Brat be talking more shit
Busta Rhymes be talking more shit
702 talk shit
And Aaliyah talk shit
Ginuwine be talking more shit
And I be talking more shit
And Total be talking more shit
Maganoo and St. Nick we be talking shit
Jimmy talking shit too
We out...

Missy Elliott

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15.11.08, 23:35	#31 (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 :	Go To The Floor Go To The Floor Mama say, Mama san, Mama can you do dis. Talking like you bad is when you just knew dat is. Everytime I come out ya'll be like who dat is Be more like Ashanti and be Unfoolish You don't really want to break it with me You wear Dada, I sport the Fendi My Lamborghini against your benzi Dirty diamonds in your ring see mines cling cling cling Ding ding ding ding ding ding da ding ding I used to get so high they called me Ming Lee Spiked up my hair don' look like Don King Hatahs keep on hating cause them don't worry we Dem no worry we or me and timothy M.I.S.E. slimed out my body e e Bang bang to the boogie ooh wee Playah keep on playing watch me do my duty Go to the floor (now tell me what you want) Grab me a drink (now what you gon' do) I came to shake, shake my booty down, down to the beat. Brrah Stand on the chairs (and dance like who) Dance like the freaks (and what you came 2 do) I came to shake, shake my booty down, like the 40. Brrah I'm underated, glad i made it, independant, operated I neva hesitaded hatahs kept me motivated Da beat is penetrated, i'll let timmy regulate it and we lay dead in the shade to drink a glass of lemonaded Damn i'm faded, ain't no other way to say it ain't that complicated Ain't no other chicks gon' neva make me feel invaded I keep dropping hits like water breaking 2 centimeters and i'm dialatinRadio be patient ooh ssh come on check my translation. From my observation, my fans is real patient. They don't wanna hear da lies so stop faking cuz you greazy like bacon, keep my stomach aching If you wanna battle let there be no more delayinI hope you did some praying cause when i come swayinPop shu pop pop pop yeah! Sometimes i flow sometime quick It was on the verge of kissing ass so slick I'd be on the verge of making hits after hits It's dat kind of shit dat tell your mamie don't forget Go to the floor (now tell me what you want) Grab me a drink (now what you gon' do) I came to shake, shake my booty down, down to the beat. Brrah Stand on the chairs (and dance like who) Dance like the freaks (and what you came 2 do) I came to shake, shake my booty down, like the party. Brrah Everybody, move your body now do it Here is somethin' that's gonna make you move and groove Hey DJ keep playing that song all night On and on and on (on and on and on and on and) Now is the niggas ova there Bitches right cheaYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! All night long i hope you all came prepared. It's 5:00 and we ain't goin no where Aah yeah, Oh wee Now will the guys with cash choose me. Aah yeah, Baby I got a man i ain't seen lately. Go to the floor (now tell me what you want) Grab me a drink (now what you gon' do) I came to shake, shake my booty down, down to the beat. Brrah Stand on the chairs (and dance like who) Dance like the freaks (and what you came 2 do) I came to shake, shake my booty down, like the party. Brrah... Missy Elliott

15.11.08, 23:37	#32 (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 :	Gossip Folks Gossip Folks Yo, yo, move out the way we got Missy Elliott commin' through Girl that is Missy Elliott, she lost a lot of weight, I heard she eat one cracker a day! Girl, what I heard the bitch was married to Tim, and started **in' with Trina Well I heard the bitch got hit by three zebras and a monkey I can't stand the bitch no way When I walk up in the peace I ain't gotta even speak Im a bad mamma jamma god damnit muthaa You aint gotta like me I aint sweatin these hoes Need to talk, what ya know Stop talking bout who Im stickin im lickin You just mad it aint yours I know yall poor Yall broke Yall jobs just hangin up coats Step to me get burnt like toast Muthaa adios amigos ah ha, pose pose I don't brag I mostly boast From the VA to the LA coast Izzy Kizzy Lizzy Go Musi ques I sews on bews I pues a twos on que zat Pue zoo My kizzer Pous zigga ay zee Its all kizza Its always like Its all kizza Its always like Na zound Wa zee Wa zoom zoom zee When I pull up in my whip Bitches wanna talk shit Im drivin im blinding them upside these muthaas ass "Did you see it?" Im drippin these curves Skuurrt Did ya heard? my lova's, my fellas my furs Ah I fly like a bird Chickenheads on the prowl Who you tryda now know you aint getting loud Better calm down before I smack ya ass down I need my drum bass high Has to be my snare strings horn Yes I need my Tim sound Right left Izzy Kizzy look at him Musi ques I sews on bews I pues a twos on que zat Pue zoo My kizzer Pous zigga ay zee Its all kizza Its always like Its all kizza Its always like Na zound Wa zee Wa zoom zoom zee Now I don't go out my house shorty you just waitin to see Who im roll up in the club with and report that next week Just wanna see who I am ***** or sniffin some coke I know by the time I finish this line ima hear this on the radio (Ludacris) Once upon a time in Kyla park Where they live life fast and they scared of dark There was a little nigga by the name of 'cris Nobody paid him any mind No one gave a shit Knowing he could rap No one lend a hand So he went about his business And devised the plan Made a CD then he hit the block Fifty thousand sold, seven dollars a pop Hold the phone, three years later Steped out the swamp with ten and a half gators Now all around the world on the microphone He leaves the booth smellin like Burberry cologne Still ride the chrome Got bitches in the kitchen Never home alone And hes on the grind Please let me know if hes on your mind And respect youll gimmie Ludacris, I live loud like timmy Had to clear these rumors I got a headache and its not a tumor Get up on my lap get my head tucked tight Sprayed so I never let the bed bugs bite Im hard to the core Core to the right You drop down turn around pick up hella clip (yaa) yahh Musi ques I sews on bews I pues a twos on que zat Pue zoo My kizzer Pous zigga ay zee Its all kizza Its always like Its all kizza Its always like Na zound Wa zee Wa zoom zoom zee Yo straight up, Missy killed that shit tonight fo' real I know I don't really care bout her being pregnant by Micheal Jackson You know what we should do? We should go get her album when it come out, what she gon do she gon do, shh Hi Missy Hi Missy Wusup fools! You think I aint knowin yall broke Milli Vanilli Jay Jay fan wannabes aint over here gossipin' bout me? Yo how bout you buff these Pumas for 20 cents or your lights wont get cut off You saggy breasts, cow stomachs Yo take those baby GAP shirts off, too You just mad cuz Payless ran out of plastic pumps for the after party Yo by the way, go get my album Damn Musi ques I sews on bews I pues a twos on que zat Pue zoo My kizzer Pous zigga ay zee... Missy Elliott

15.11.08, 23:41	#33 (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 :	Hit 'Em Wit' Da Hee Hit 'Em Wit' Da Hee (Feat. Lil' Kim) Uhh Missy, yeah B.I.G. Ha ha, yeah, I like that Lil' Kim: Uhh, it's the Q to the B to the double E, spittin' lovely And it don't stop, rocks shine through my tank top Where your bank stop, I deposit all the one drops (ha) Think not, excuse me but uh I like to flow Cause this joint knocks harder then Indicot and I be off the wall like the Lox, nightbox filled with Benjamins Me and my girl Misty gettin' pissy up in Bennigans Makin' all of you rappers begin again, like Fennigan Christians repent then sin again, girls wanna be my friend again Lay up in my crib up wit', get up in my linens and While Misdemenor hit notes like Sarafinna, I subpeona you To my funk grooves see, I hit you wit' the huhhh! She wit' ya with the heee Missy: It wasn't your car that had me all in love with you (you) Cause I've got my own ride and a trunk full of tunes (tunes) I drive through your hood And I hit 'em with I hit 'em with the hee I hit 'em with the I stop 'em with the haaa (I stop 'em with the haaa) Let's drink to you and me, let's drink to you and me Meet me at the bar, heee haaa heee haaa Missy: It wasn't your money that had me all sprung out (sprung out! sprung out sprung out) Cause I got my own account and my bills in large amount Aye hey hey I drive through your hood I hit 'em with the hee I hit 'em with the I stop 'em with the haaa (I hit 'em wit' the hee, I hit 'em wit' the ha) Let's drink to you and me, let's drink to you and me Meet me at the bar (you can meet me at the bar) Missy: Long Iced Tea slurp me swiftly, meet me at the bar What's up star? we know who you are Shit, no shit I thought you hadn't noticed The way I roll this Dutch, the way I roll this Dutch Niggaz love my style too much (ha ha) Duck, here comes the shot Bang Bang plllrr Drop, me and Timbaland like haaa we takin over blocks Like a one billion bitch march I hit em with the heee I hit em with the haaaa I hit em with the hee I hit em with the haa I stop em with the haaa (hee hee ha) I hit em with the heee I hit em with the haaaa I hit em with the hee I hit em with the haa Meet me at the bar (meet me at the bar) Tell me where the party at, where the party at toot toot (You know what I'm sayin', we about to be out like this) Tell me where the party at, tell tell me where the party at toot toot (for the year 2 thou, uh huh me Timberland remember me) Tell me where the party at, tell tell me where the party at toot toot (Lil' Kim, none of ya'll, none of them wanna **** with us) Tell me where the party at, tell tell me where the party at toot toot (yeah we out nigga) Missy Elliott

15.11.08, 23:43	#34 (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 :	Hot Hot Missy: This is an old school Missy exclusive Look I ain't on no ra ra shit You dont wanna test how far Miss get Me and Tim's cars got kits But we don't drive around trying to prove you shit Everyone trying to be that bitch But there can only be one bitch, make hits I know I must make y'all sick Cuz Everytime I spit you beg to quit I used to drive a six And now I drive a mercala gold and shit On the plush gold seats to sit And I own my own click Man I must admit And my S is it Misdemeanor have you seen she the best it get And those who try to test this chick Where they at right now in peace restinin If you broke Just say you broke Cuz' all you blowin up ya ass is some smoke See we rich folks, we buy boats And you is a broke bum nigga that's for sure I know you broke just say you broke Cuz' all you blowin' out ya is some smoke Cuz rich folks we buy boats And you is a broke bum liar that's for sure Yeah boo you know you a joke Wear a fake Rolex, call it a Ro Claim you down with so and so Ya whack on whack, bows I came to throw I might just let you mop my flo Here my autograph take this flick to go (Cheese) Miss don't say no moCuz you know what I do And you know what I know And I dont think so You dont wanna lose a arm or elbow If ya broke man just say so Cuz that bentley that you renting Man its got to go Back to the black man sto Along with ya weave cop a new afro Why you wanna make Miss stoop so low But if you try to test me I just check ya slow If you broke Just say you broke Cuz' all you blowin up ya ass is some smoke Cuz we rich folks, we buy boats And you is a broke bum nigga that's for sure I know you broke just say you broke Cuz' all you blowin' out ya is some smoke Cuz rich folks we buy boats And you is a broke bum liar that's for sure In old school we used to call out names But I ain't tryin' to get y'all all my fame My credit card gonna bring ya pain To know ya bank account just don't change No need to wreck ya brains Trying to see who Missy gon' slain I roll solo not with a gang Don't carry guns kick ass wit a chain Don't let me say it again Don't carry guns kick ass with a chain (Whassa) Like a chinese man Reverse it (ti esrever) Know what I'm saying If you broke Just say you broke Cuz' all you blowin up ya ass is some smoke Cuz we rich folks, we buy boats And you is a broke bum nigga that's for sure I know you broke just say you broke Cuz' all you blowin' out ya is some smoke Cuz rich folks we buy boats And you is a broke bum liar that's for sure... Missy Elliott

15.11.08, 23:44	#35 (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 :	Hot Boys Hot Boys This is for my ghetto mother****ers Uh hey, are you really a hot boy? Oh, check me What's your name, cause I'm impressed Can you treat me good, I won't settle for less You a hot boy, a rock boy A fun toy, tote a glock boy Where you live, is it by yourself Can I move wit' you, do you need some help I cook boy, I'll give you more I'mma fly girl, and I like those Hot boyz Baby you got what I want See cuz y'all be drivin' Lexus jeeps And the Benz jeeps, and the Lincoln jeeps Nothin' cheaper, got them Platinum Visa's Hot boyz Baby you got what I want See cuz y'all be drivin' Jaguars And the Bentley's, and the Rolls Royce Playin' hardballs wit' them Platinum Visa's Is that your car, the SK-8 Are you riding alone, can I be your date Come get me, gimmie, don't dis me, don't trick me Got some friends, can they come too Can you hook them up wit' some boyz like you A hot boy, a rock boy, on top boy And I like those Hot boyz Baby you got what I want See cuz y'all be drivin' Lexus jeeps And the Benz jeeps, and the Lincoln jeeps Nothin' cheaper, wit' them Platinum Visa's Hot boyz Baby you got what I want See cuz y'all be drivin' Jaguars And the Bentley's, and the Rolls Royce Playin' hardball wit' them Platinum Visa's Yo, I'mma dig in yo' pockets Dig in yo' wallets Is there money unfounded Yeah, you got my heart poundin You a hot boy, drive a drop boy With alot boy, and you tote a glock boy Give me no reason, I know that you treatin These diamonds I'm needin', make you believe it I want alot boy, with a hot boy Got a fun toy and you tote a glock boy Hot boy Baby you got what I want Won't you really come and satisfy me I be lovin' you like endlessly Everyday all day Hot boy Baby you got what I want Won't you really come and satisfy me I be lovin' you like endlessly Oh, yes I will Where the Lexus jeeps, and the Benz jeeps And the Lincoln jeeps, and the Bentley's And the Jaguars, and the fly cars Where you at? Where your Lexus jeeps, and the Benz jeeps And the Lincoln jeeps, and the Bentley's And the Jaguars, and the fly cars Where you at? Yeah yeah, yeah yeah Hot boyz, hot boyz I'm out Hot boyz, I like 'em like that... Missy Elliott

15.11.08, 23:47	#36 (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 :	Hot Boyz Hot Boyz (Feat. Lil' Mo) Missy: This is for my ghetto mother****ers Uh hey, are you really a hot boy? Oh, check me Lil' Mo: What's your name, cause I'm impressed Can you treat me good, I won't settle for less You a hot boy, a rock boy A fun toy, tote a glock boy Where you live, is it by yourself Can I move wit' you, do you need some help I cook boy, I'll give you more I'mma fly girl, and I like those Missy and Lil' Mo: Hot boyz Baby you got what I want See cuz y'all be drivin' Lexus jeeps And the Benz jeeps, and the Lincoln jeeps Nothin' cheaper, got them Platinum Visa's Hot boyz Baby you got what I want See cuz y'all be drivin' Jaguars And the Bentley's, and the Rolls Royce Playin' hardballs wit' them Platinum Visa's Lil' Mo: Is that your car, the SK-8 Are you riding alone, can I be your date Come get me, gimmie, don't dis me, don't trick me Got some friends, can they come too Can you hook them up wit' some boyz like you A hot boy, a rock boy, on top boy And I like those Missy and Lil' Mo: Hot boyz Baby you got what I want See cuz y'all be drivin' Lexus jeeps And the Benz jeeps, and the Lincoln jeeps Nothin' cheaper, wit' them Platinum Visa's Hot boyz Baby you got what I want See cuz y'all be drivin' Jaguars And the Bentley's, and the Rolls Royce Playin' hardball wit' them Platinum Visa's Missy: Yo, I'mma dig in yo' pockets Dig in yo' wallets Is there money unfounded Yeah, you got my heart poundin You a hot boy, drive a drop boy With alot boy, and you tote a glock boy Give me no reason, I know that you treatin These diamonds I'm needin', make you believe it I want alot boy, with a hot boy Got a fun toy and you tote a glock boy Missy and Lil' Mo': Hot boy Baby you got what I want Won't you really come and satisfy me I be lovin' you like endlessly (Everyday all day) Hot boy Baby you got what I want Won't you really come and satisfy me I be lovin' you like endlessly (Oh, yes I will) Missy: Where the Lexus jeeps, and the Benz jeeps And the Lincoln jeeps, and the Bentley's And the Jaguars, and the fly cars Where you at? Where your Lexus jeeps, and the Benz jeeps And the Lincoln jeeps, and the Bentley's And the Jaguars, and the fly cars Where you at? Lil' Mo': Yeah yeah, yeah yeah Hot boyz, hot boyz (I'm out) Hot boyz, I like 'em like that... Missy Elliott

15.11.08, 23:49	#37 (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 :	I'm Moving On I'm Moving On Missy: See, I had to make a record that Give thanks to my Lord Savior in Jesus Christ A lot of people are quick to criticize me For the kind of music I sing but See they don't change the belief Hat I have an God, yaknowhatI'msayin? Cause when my friends forsake me Who's there to listen to me without complaining? Nobody but Him, uhhh Singing Please don't judge me Cause I'm not perfect (I'm not perfect) And please don't judge me if I'm not in church on Sunday I'm movin' (I'm movin' on) And I'm pressin' (I'm pressin' on) To the other way (To the other way) Ohhhh (to, higher, ground) I'm pressin' (I'm movin' on) I'm movin' (I'm pressin' on, yea) Tooooo (to the other way) (To, higher, ground) Missy Elliott

15.11.08, 23:50	#38 (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 :	I'm Not Perfect I'm Not Perfect (Feat. The Clark Sisters) We've been through things, feels like we've been to hell and back And the ones you've lost, I'd give my life if I could bring them back (bring them back, I'd give my life) And your self esteem might be low from what people say (keep holding on) Hold your head up high, I promise it's gonna be ok (ay, oh hey) I'm not perfect just like you (I'm not perfect) So come on let me give you a hug (come on let me give you a hug) I got problems just like you (I got problems) So don't nobody sit here and judge (just like you) I'm not perfect just like you (we're gonna stick together) So come on let me give you a hug (let's stick together) I got problems just like you (woo, ooh, yeah) And everybody needs some love When you're feeling bad, some friends they can't be found (look around, look around, be found) Cause some people love it just to see you when you're down (down, yeah) But it's ok, pick yourself up, start over again (that's what you gotta do) If you try you will, you will succeed in the end (the end, I know you will, oh yeah) I'm not perfect just like you So come on let me give you a hug (come on and let me give you) I got problems just like you (I got problems) So don't nobody sit here and judge (oh, yeah) I'm not perfect just like you (no, no, no, no) So come on let me give you a hug (come on and let me give you a hug) I got problems just like you And everybody needs some love Shake a hand, shake a hand y'all, come on (oh shake somebody's hand) To every woman, every man y'all, come on (oh, to every woman, every man) Tell a friend, tell a friend y'all (ooh, shake a hand with someone) Cause united we stand y'all (united we stand, by body we fall) I'm not perfect just like you (I'm not perfect, I've been through some things too) I'm not perfect just like you I'm not perfect just like you (ohh) I'm not perfect just like you (ohh) Ohh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... Missy Elliott

15.11.08, 23:52	#39 (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 :	I'm Really Hot I'm Really Hot Oh,oh,oh,oh,oh,oh,oh,oh I'm,I'm,I'm,I'm,I'm really,really Hot,Hot,Hot,Hot,Hot Let me holla' at the d.j. Come on d.j. put that record on the replay Don't you see how them bitches move they bootay Everytime you play this record, smell like coochie Follow dem',Screamin' like a groupay Misdemeanor move my nookie like a hoochay For them hatas **** whatever you say Because you know I'm too cool for you anyway I'm just a bad bitch M I S,Miss I'm gonna' keep talkin' shit till you get this I'm gonna' bust up in the club wit' no guest list Them otha' artist, I keep em' all restless I don't french kiss unless it's 50 cent Vivica,we can share him like the president Tabloids,I don't care,it's irrelevant,I'm heaven sent Now watch how I do this shit I'm really,really hot Everytime my records drop Radio says I won't stop Cus' I'm killin' em You don't know whatcha' talkin' bout You would think I was Sug when I come out My album hit hard when I roll out Yall records make a bitch wanna' throw em out And that's no doubt See I rock bells Fly as hell and cool as ? Baby can't ya' tell I lick my lips like I'm L.L. And I'm doin' it,and doin' it,and doin' it well Straight to the hotel I'm celibate so, boy, you gets no tail Kiss, kiss and still you gets nowhere Just two blue balls down in yo' underwear I play unfair I'm a hot gal Hot cars and stars and strip bars And ain't hot if I'm not there I'm a true playaYou can find me up in any record store Hurry up and get chere Look,let me move to the left Go head, let me feel myself Touch my chest my sweat Show that d.j. how I shake my breast Jiggle,jiggle,jangle Watch how my gludius dangle I do a 1-2 step,Stop No,I ain't done yet Everybody in the club,go to work Tight jeans,crop shirts,short skirts I'm gonna' rock to the beat till' it hurt I'm gonna' drop it on the street Yeah ya' heard Hatas' I flip the bird Got guns,so what,I ain't scurred I came to boogie and swerve I ain't lyin' folk that's my word Really ly ly hot hot hot Really ly ly hot hot hot... Missy Elliott

15.11.08, 23:54	#40 (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 :	I'm Talkin I'm Talkin Nigga, waz up? You think you tough, I'm fly shit Has a bitch, dope as ** Sho nuff I'm guaranteed, no diggities Fight you like the ing enemies You would think there's ing ten of me When I'm sending these Blows, blows, hoes want to roll like hydro When I suck Timbaland's bone like you (barking in the background) Fido, I go Scoop Lil' Kim Me, she, her, them and him Gets high in a tunnel They see my Lexus comin They hear the bass rumblin They come quick, they come quick Like a dick, I make myself sick I'm so motherin bad to the bone Like my titties are full blown My style of rappin, my style I'm such such a good rapper, I'm such such a good rapper I give you good and plenty, yeah yeah My styles the bomb diggy, my style My style of rappin I'm such such a good rapper, I'm such a good rapper I give you good and plenty hmmm hmmm My style the bomb diggy I'm calling your cards like Sprint Can't be me, can't see me I'm low like Timb, ladies and gents Dogs, cats and babies Whoever but my style I hope you croak from the rabies Swayze,maybe I call your name Ain't that a ing shame I'm too high for that I'm great like the dane Mane on main If you decide to put your hands On my **ing light Like the ciggarettes I light You must burn, you better learn From the pro Who rock shows after shows When it rains it pours I hurt like the cold souls My style polishes like nails and toes You know, know You beg to be put on like cats Nigga know who I am Now you want to sing and dance You want to shake your stanky ass Well I'm sorry Sam God damn, ou ain't family You hounding me, pounding me With the same old story You bore me Lordy have mercy on all these groupies Sorry cutie Why you go and shake your bootie? Cause there's only one Lil' Kim The triple beam, the misdemean Nigga queen, whoomp, we Tag Team So hot we melt like ice cream Without the dick riding Dreams of smoking a California blunt I got the lyrics to make you feel it What you want nigga? I'm talking about my style I am the flyest then RZA now I'm talking about my style Let me tell you about Missy's style Hey Timbaland be talking more shit And Lil' Kim be talking more shit Da Brat be talking more shit Busta Rhymes be talking more shit 702 talk shit And Aaliyah talk shit Ginuwine be talking more shit And I be talking more shit And Total be talking more shit Maganoo and St. Nick we be talking shit Jimmy talking shit too We out... Missy Elliott

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