Missy Elliott Şarkı Sözleri ( Lyrics ) - Sayfa 5

**Prenses** · 15.11.08, 23:55

I've Changed

Yes I've changed again, baby
Changed changed
Changed, the games, that I, used to play
Play leavin when I stay
Woo Ohhh, ooooh, baby
I've changed I said that I've changed
I said I've changed the games, ain't the same
They ain't the same
I've changed the pressure wasn't greatener
on the, other, siiiiide ide
Aight aight aight Mo chill
Cause I know I've changed
Yo Mo
I know I've changed, baby I swear I'm changed
Yo Mo chill
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yo chill, you singin like you
You singin like you in church raisin money
I've changed
for some choir rows or somethin
I've changed, I've changed
You changed?
I'm bout to change to a new track ohh oooh...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 16.11.08, 00:00

Irresistible Delicious

(Feat. Slick Rick)

(over the melody of Slick Rick's song "Lick the Balls")

(Slick Rick)
It's entertainment time Wooo
Got Missy Elliott in the house, got
Slick Rick in the house
We doin big things here kids
Hip Hop's finest, Slick Slick Slick Rick an' M
(scratched) Slick Rick an' M
Go Missy, go Missy, go Missy, go Missy
(scratched) Slick Rick an' M

Missy Elliott:
Excuse me Mr. Lawrence, you look nice
Simply delicious, Missy want some kisses
Let's go to the crib, get cozy in the nude
And "Treat Me Like a Prostitute"
Now pardon me sir, I'm such a real lady
Ride in Mercedes to make the bitches hate me
Cruise up and down one two fifth
Lookin for a guy like you to get with
(beat changes)
I seen this cutie pie, so I pulled beside him
Seen the size of his feet, so I couldn't deny him
Might as well try him, the freak that I am
M dot S E always grindin

Missy singing:
Please don't think I'm crazy (oooooh)
But boy you are supa fine (do it to me, do it to me)
(Slick Rick) Thank you Missy
Irresistible delicious (oooooh) Holla
Enough to make me lose my mind
(Slick Rick) Yeah
Know I really want it
(scratched) Slick Slick Slick Rick an' M
Now I want it, yeah
Don't make me wait oh no no don't make me wait oh no
(Slick Rick) Missy
No longer will I pretend
(Slick Rick) Slick Rick in the house
Let's get it on cause we both grown

(Slick Rick)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(beat changes back)
Intelligent, delicate, watch how the fella get
Bump into my homegirl in Miami, Missy Elliott
Green blush on her eyelid, hi Miss!
Gave honey a hug I feel her touchin my privates
Aw shuck I guess, main course is in I said
You know I'm married?
Yeah and what's that supposed to mean?
Proposition for you Ruler
Procede on
Well I got a track I need you spit a mean 16 on
You with it?
Down to bless one and I left one
The Hit Factory, later on around eleven
With my notebook, and pencil, I slides on in
I see her lookin mighty sexy and the lights all dim
Have a drink
The booze and the karmy go oddly
After havin a drink I start to feel unusually horny
Swellin stone, or well writ poems
Busy poundin like I'm tryin to break off pelvis bones

Missy singing:
Please don't think I'm crazy (oooooh)
(Slick Rick) Slick Rick is in the house
But boy you are supa fine (do it to me, do it to me)
(Slick Rick) Thank you Missy
Irresistible delicious (oooooh) Holla
Enough to make me lose my mind lose my mind
Know I really want it and now I want it
Don't make me wait oh no no don't make me wait oh no
No longer will I pretend
(Slick Rick) Boss of the females
Let's get it on cause we both grown
(Slick Rick) Recognize, recognize

(beat changes back)

Missy Elliott:
Excuse me sir, oh gosh you look young
But old enough to get it to get yo' head sprung
Sit down relax, it's soft here on my couch
Or give me hands strictly you might get turned out
Cutie pie, 'til I sit beside him
Nice shoe size, how could I deny him
Big bankroll to help me retire
Me and him together smell like big empire
Don't treat me like a prostitute
Unless you're givin me some money makin sure I look cute
But don't treat me like a prostitute
Unless you're givin me some money makin sure I look cute

Missy singing:
Please don't think I'm crazy (oooooh)
(scratched) Please don't think I'm crazy (oooooh)
(scratched) But boy you are supa fine (do it to me, do it to me)
(scratched) Fi fi fine...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 16.11.08, 00:03

Is This Our Last Time

(Feat. Fabolous)

Missy Elliott:
Yeah OK!
Yall know how i do it
From old school rap to old school r&b
Yep thats me
We gon' do it one time like this
Oh oh come on

Missy Elliott:
I remember when we first made love
It was so good
Nigga i was whipped n' all into it
Off of that good wood
And if i could i would persue it
But you wont let me do it
I like first time around wit playboy
You keep puttin me down umm
I cant keep runnin away, from you
But the sex dont feel the same, no no no
You dont hold me nore kiss me like, you used to
I can tell your feelins changed
It must be some other bitch thats takin up, your time
If it is then let me know, oooohh
So i wont call you over to taste a piece of this good pie
Why you dont **** me like before

I like the first time
I like the first time
I like the first time talkin bout the, second time
I like the first time
I like the first time
I like the first time talkin bout the, second time

Missy Elliott:
I remember when we first, made love
It felt so good you made me cry, uhm uhm uhm
But now you just ruch to get it, over
And it dont feel like the first time

Fabolous:
Yeah you probly the first girl im sprung on im hung on the spots yeah
Put yah lips and tongue on you make me a fan
I took the cards that you dealt and made me a hand
Its the feelins that i felt that made me a man
Now im fightin to get it back like Mike Tyson
I wanna grab my helmet and ride but you took bike license
I just wanna do it like we did it before
Cindarella you was wit it before
Now i wanna bring a slipper, you act like you dont fit it nomore
Like i got it but i cant get it nomore
And i aint useually chaser cause i write wit my pencil
But also how to use my eraser
And at the present time i think about the past
I think about yo ass and can i see it in the future
If i see you i'll salute yah
Cause for your lovin im a soldier, Mami i thought i told yah

Missy Elliott:
Why you dogin me out
Is this our last time
Say it again
Why you dogin me out
Oh what shall i do, yeah
Tell me what i've done to you

Yeah let the beat ride huhh
Then work that work that work that work that uh
Yeah let the beat ride
Come on and work that, come on and work that come on come on...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 16.11.08, 00:05

It's Real

Yeah, ohhh ohh
Yeaahhh, yeaaa
I love you more then my mouth can say
I'll take a flight to kingston, anyplace
Just to be in yo face

From new york city to japan
I'll be there ba by
Just call my phone and I'll come flying
On the next plane to you
Never worry cause I'm ya woman
And I promise ba by
I promise you will be my man

Cause baby it's real (real)
So real (so real)
Can't you tell by the look in my face, yeah
Oh baby it's real (it's real)
So real (so real)
I hope your feeling the same
Cause baby it's real

I'll follow you right to the moon
It could happen yeah
Just so we can be close as cousins
With my heart out to you
I love you more then words can offer
Pay attention ba by
I hope this never ends my lover

Cause baby it's real (it's real)
So real (so real)
Can't you tell by the look in my face, yeah
Oh baby it's real (it's real)
So real (so real)
I hope your feeling the same
Cause baby it's real

I don't wanna spend a day without you
I don't get tired of being by you
I don't care bout the things about you
Boy it's real

So real, so real (so real)
Can you tell by the look in my face, yeah
Oh baby it's real (it's real)
So real (so real)
I hope your feeling the same
Cause baby it's real...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 16.11.08, 00:06

Izzy Izzy Ahh

I pulls up in my strech,I let my homegirls flex my 9-8
Close and closer they follow in my Limo,playin' cd's
Of when I used to Heee Hee totally in my ass cheecks
They sweat these beets,for any kinda jeeps,you know how
I is,so freakin' hot that I siz,Geewiz,get my clothes taylored
Like I'm Liz,Miz,I'm commin' for your ass in a min,seconds or hours
Everything I do seem to bloom like flowers,I cruse these beets like I'm
Drivin' Eddie Bauer,some of ya'll mc's mad I got the power,I hit you
With the Plll pmm uhh,take that,niggaz wanna step well um UHH take
That,what mmm uh uh take that,yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Izzy Izzy ahh zizah zizah zizah
Hard bitches be talkin' like they all rah rah
Blizzy Blizzy blahzah blahzah blahzay
None of y'all fools ain't got shit on me

M A to the G double O my man Moe, smooth like Joe
Timberland where you get the doe
I'ma get my niggaz
Niggaz go and get ya hoes
Flows to come so natural
I'ma take a stroll role this high droll
I'ma take my ass to Pazzaz and Essoh
slow oh down diggy diggy doh

Missy singin':
You never heard beets like this before
When me and Timberland walk throught the door
Our style be tighter then before,
You like our steelo...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 16.11.08, 00:13

Joy

(Feat. Mike Jones)

(1:36 long skit precedes the actual song)

Elliott: Joyy
Scratch: Oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Elliott: Joyy
(Speak'n'Spell vowel sounds)
Elliott: Joyy
Scratch: Oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh so sick
Elliott: Joyy
Scratch: Oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh
(Speak'n'Spell vowel sounds)

Missy:
Timbo, what they do
They try to be like Missy but they have no clue
On how I'm spittin over beats the way I move
I move so smooth in my shell toe shoes
Now put the needle on the record, show'n'prove
Since ninety two I came to win and never lose
They try to stop a chubby chick from comin through
My belly out and sellin out these venues
My skills, will fulfill, those who drink booze
My attitude is super cool like I'm subdued
And those who fake I take on you and your dudes
I rule the streets I break 'em down with no tools
And Misdemeanor give the finger to y'all fools (Holla)
Whoever doubted that I'm 'bout it check the news
And if you snooze on me this year your ass will lose
Cause I will bruise, my loose screws is like ooh
When I come out get your release dates moved

Missy:
This year y'all gon' all lose sleep
I break 'em off somethin, break 'em off somethin
[scratched] This year y'all gon' all lose sleep
This year y'all gon' all lose sleep, when I
break 'em off somethin, break 'em off somethin (Big shout out to Timberland)
This year you hear a real MC, when I
(Slowed up) break break break break break

Missy:
I flow over a beat that make a chick weave blow
And those who try to compete to the wall I throw
So I drop it low, 808 kick low
Like oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Mr. Mos', this beat he compose
While I kill the track, leave your ears decomposed
Fake rappers, this year your lies will be exposed
Like oh oh-oh oh, oh Missy steal the show-ow-ow
Spit on breakbeats, make rappers lose sleep
Make labels unable drop they artists on leak
I keep 'em knee deep, need me, be me
Hardly, and basically, I do it nice and slow

(slowed)
I'm slowin, the track down, so you don't miss the shit
that Misdemeanor talkin like that chronic get you super high

Missy + Mike Jones:
This year y'all gon' all lose sleep
I break 'em off somethin, break 'em off somethin
This year you hear a real MC
(Scratch) Oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh
This year y'all gon' all lose sleep, when I (Mike Jones Who?)
Break 'em off somethin, break 'em off somethin (Mike Jones Who?)
This year you hear a real MC (Geyeah)
Break 'em off somethin, break 'em off somethin

(Mike Jones)
See I'm a pimp that's on my grind, I hustle like all the time
I speak what's on my mind, my teeth'll make you blind
My heat'll lay you down, whenever you come around
Forsaken out there mistreated your life'll be deleted
Cause I don't play dat, you know I don't play dat
Wherever you talkin noise is where you gon' lay at
I'm "Supa Dupa Fly" like Missy Missy
Before the fame majors used to diss me
But now I'm on top, I'm hot I can't stop
Before my deal came my shows was sold out
House been on the hill, diamonds been in my grill
I'm trill like U.G.K., you know I keep it real
I'm who, Mike Jones, Who? Mike Jones
WHO? Mike Jones and I can't be cloned
2-8-1, 3-3-oh, 8 zero zero foThat's my cell phone number, hit me on the low
I got

Missy:
Hold up, I see a lot of folks in here sittin 'round like your shoes too tight
If you wear a size 10, don't cram yo' shit up in a size 6 ladies
Be proud of yo' big ass feet
We came to party up in this bitch...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 16.11.08, 00:15

Keep It Movin

(Feat. Elephant Man)

Missy Elliott:
Eh yo Timb, you know
Niggas like Dr Dre and the Neptunes and Just Blaze
They should be so hot they be keepin us workin yah feel me
But but that nigga R. Kelly
He got one of the illest lines when he say
Is anybody feelin freaky"

Elephant Man - Missy Elliott:
Man up yep, good to go
Elephant Man and Missy Elliott (yeah)
Ladies keep it movin (uh)
Gi dem di dance now
(Its like butter baby, its like butter)
Buss di dance now
(Its like butter baby, its like butter)
Missy, Elliot
Ladies windin around
Tweet show dem kindly how fi do it
(Whoo) Come on

Missy Elliott:
When you hear the song, role down yah window
Let the music thump yeah, thump thump thump thump
Take a walk in the club, thats how i role
You look so so down, so so so so
Now when you step out on the scene, so fresh so clean
Lookin like a wet dream, yo know what i mean
Its about that, what time would that be?
Wind yah waist line to the base line
Slow it down now get the beat right

Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh)
Buss yah (oh) grove (oh) n we gon' (oh )keep it (oh) movin (oh)
Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh)
Shake shake (oh) yah body (oh) we gon' (oh) keep it (oh) movin (oh)
Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh)
Shake shake (oh) yah body (oh) they gon' (oh) keep it (oh) movin (oh)
Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh)
Buss yah (oh) grove (oh) n we gon' (oh )keep it (oh) movin (oh)

Missy Elliott:
If you know you look good, say so say so
And you dont give a [ding], hell no hell no
Put yah hands in the air yeah, get yo hands up
Baby bounce baby bounce, get low get low
2 shots in yah club, yep just whats up
Get Timb to fill it up, yep just whats up
Its about that time, what time would that be
Wind yah waist line to the base line
Slow it down now get the beat right

Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh)
Buss yah (oh) grove (oh) n we gon' (oh )keep it (oh) movin (oh)
Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh)
Shake shake (oh) yah body (oh) we gon' (oh) keep it (oh) movin (oh)
Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh)
Shake shake (oh) yah body (oh) they gon' (oh) keep it (oh) movin (oh)
Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh)
Buss yah (oh) grove (oh) n we gon' (oh )keep it (oh) movin (oh)

Elephant Man:
Keep it movin love the way yah body groovin
Watch yah groovin, perspire sweat you losin
Put yah shoes in, dis ya dance a keep you movin
Its soodin, like dis yah ina di humma crusin
Take! di! dance! floor!, stop pretend like you nu hear
Mi see booty hear booty there booty shakin everywhere
Ina di club, ina di bar, ina di pool, ina di square
At di afta party mi see shakin booty i'll be der
Make! way!, move!, when big mamma appear
Just a back it up cock it up jock it up like she nuh care
Sai she was one a di chear leada fi Chigaco here
Everyting a dissappear when she appear
Come on

Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh)
Buss yah (oh) grove (oh) n we gon' (oh) keep it (oh) movin (oh)
Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh)
Shake shake (oh) yah body (oh) we gon' (oh) keep it (oh) movin (oh)
Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh)
Shake shake (oh) yah body (oh) they gon' (oh) keep it (oh) movin (oh)
Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh)

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 16.11.08, 00:18

Lady Marmalade

Where's all mah soul sistas
Lemme hear ya'll flow sistas

Mya:
Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista
Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, go sista

Mya:
He met Marmalade down IN old Moulin Rouge
Struttin her stuff on the street
She said, "Hello, hey Jo, you wanna give it a go?" Oh! uh huh

Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada (Hey hey hey)
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya here (here)
Mocha Chocalata ya ya (oh yea)
Creole lady Marmalade

Lil Kim:
What What, What what
Mya:
ooh oh

Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir
Voulez vous coucher avec moi

Lil Kim:
yea yea yea yea

Pink:
He sat in her boudoir while she freshened up
Boy drank all that Magnolia wine
On her black satin sheets is where he started to freak
yeah

Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada (da da da)
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya here (here ohooh yea yeah)
Mocha Choca lata ya ya (yea)
Creole lady Marmalade

Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ce soir, what what what)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi

Lil Kim:
yea yea uh
He come through with the money and the garter bags
I let him know we bout that cake straight up the gate uh
We independent women, some mistake us for whores
I'm sayin, why spend mine when I can spend yours
Disagree? Well that's you and I'm sorry
Imma keep playing these cats out like Atari
Wear ideal shoes get love from the dudes
4 bad ass chicks from the Moulin Rouge
hey sistas, soul sistas, betta get that dough sistas
We drink wine with diamonds in the glass
by the case the meaning of expensive taste
if you wanna Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya
Mocha Chocalate a what?
Real Lady Marmalade
One more time C'mon now

Marmalade Lady Marmalade Marmalade

Christina:
hey Hey Hey
Touch of her skin feeling silky smooth
color of cafe au lait alright
Made the savage beast inside roar until he cried,
More more more

Pink:
Now he's back home doin' 9 to 5

Mya:
Sleepin' the grey flannel life

Christina:
But when he turns off to sleep memories creep,
More more more

Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada (da daeaea yea)
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya here (ooh)
Mocha Choca lata ya ya (yea)
Creole lady Marmalade

Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi (all my sistas yea)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi (C'Mon uh)

Missy:
Christina (oh Leaeaa Oh)
Pink (Lady Marmalade)
Lil Kim (hey Hey! uh uh uh uh)
Mya (Oh Oh oooo)
Rot wailer baby (baby)
Moulin Rouge (Oh)
Misdemeanor here

Creole Lady Marmalade Yes ah...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 16.11.08, 00:22

Let It Bump

Timbaland:
Gotta cut the music up man

Missy Elliott:
Aahhhh

Timbaland:
Gotta cut the music up man

Missy Elliott:
I'm I'm I'm Mi Mi Mi Missy
Radio play m all the time
Write my own rhymes and I swear I'm fly
This flow here form 83
From a to z you can't **** wit me
Me and Timbaland man I'll be damn
Remember when Lyte was in love wit Sam
I used to be in love wit this guy name Sam
But to me oh my Gosh he was one in a million
I came through cause I rock the show
Wack MC's get kicked in the throat
Keep on sleepin cause you think I'm a joke
Uh, Uh, Uh
Let it bump (Let it bump)

Missy - Timbaland:
I'm Missy
I'm-I'm
Let it bump (Let it bump)
I'm Missy
Let it bump (Let it bump)
I'm Missy
I'm Missy on the microphone
(Gotta cut the music up man)

Missy Elliott:
I'm Missy on the microphone
I'm stupid fresh that's the shit I'm on (come on)
Sucka MC's come new in the game
Swear ya hip hop you just a new jack swing (uh)
Remember when Shantay was live on stage
Shantay was live on stage
Let me back that shit up
For ya for ya no hip-hoppers
I'm Missy on the microphone
I'm stupid fresh that's the shit I'm on
Sucka MC's come new in the game
Swear ya hip-hop but don't know Daddy Kane
This time Missy rhyme crazy though
Haters wanna know my antidote
Try to catch up cause ya mind is slow

Missy - Timbaland:

Break Missy & Timbaland:
(Gotta cut the music up man)
Me and Timba-Timba Timba Timba Timbaland
Me and Timbaland man I'll be damn
(Cut Cut Cut cu cu cut the music up man)
(Cut Cut Cut cu cu cut the music up man)

Timbaland:
Me and Missy come fresh on tracks (oh)
5 albums deep can ya handle that (that)
We came from the basement to platinum plaques (plaques)
We sittin on something this black on black {oh}
Jimmy Dean, he's the engineer (neer)
A nigga been down for about 10 years (years)
Fixin that stuff to make it sound so clear (clear)
Uh, Uh, Uh
Let it bump (Let it bump)

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 16.11.08, 00:24

Let Me Fix My Weave

What's up mother****ers?
I need to know is V-A up in this bitch?
New York, St. Louis, Chicago, Philly, LA, Atlanta
I'm diggin' that
But how about the ladies that got a head full of fake weave or braids
Holla at ya peoples
Oh! C'mon

Ooh baby let me fix my weave
Touch me up and let me fix my weave
You could pick me up about a quarter to 3
Before I walk in the club I gotta fix my weave
(Oh) Baby fix my weave
Baby baby let me fix my weave
On the highway I do above 90
(woo woo) pull me over get the fake ID

I met a guy named Tommy
Very charming
He was on me like cheese be on macaroni
His game real tight making me so horny
Fine enough for us to **** and be his baby mommy
You really don't know me
So I moves it slowly
Brush up and let him hold me
Let me spit some baloney
Baby you could call me
If you go down on me
But you got to back up off me
Wearing cubic zirconia
I told him, "Baby let me fix my weave
I got a hair out of place and use a fake ID."
Pepe LePew voulez vous ooh oui
You want to misdemeanor me
You gotta spend more G's (ohh wee)

Ooh baby let me fix my weave
Touch me up and let me fix my weave
You could pick me up about a quarter to 3
Before I walk in the club I gotta fix my weave
(Ooh wee) Baby fix my weave
Baby baby let me fix my weave
On the highway I do above 90
(woo woo) pull me over get the fake ID

I used to date a guy named Chris
Sloppy with his kiss
But he was good with his tongue
I called him Mr. Young One
Mr. Young One had a big ding-dong
Balls the size of ping-pong
I had him souped like won-ton
I put the beat on
And on my ass he skeet on
I put the heat on young gun
Fresh meat he season
Yes, yes we used to creep down the beach
He was insane like Rick James
And with a mask he's Superfreak
I told him, "Gimme cash to fix my weave
And I don't want no excuses 'bout your baby mommy
'cause your child support money don't fix my weave
and you know nigga please me no **** for free."

Ooh baby let me fix my weave
Touch me up and let me fix my weave
You could pick me up about a quarter to 3
Before I walk in the club I gotta fix my weave
(Oh) Baby fix my weave
Baby baby let me fix my weave
On the highway I do above 90
(woo woo) pull me over get the fake ID

I got a call from Joe
He used to call me J.Lo
Hey lo, how you doing?
Used to ask who I was screwing
Joe was pursuing
Sex was good all "ooh in"
Moan he was grown
He would **** me 'til the mo'nin
I used to get vex when he would sex another bitch
Said "Baby don't trip, just like Ben I'm rich"
Jen don't bitch, then Miss don't bitch
Lopez get rich, call me Miss Affleck
I tell him, "Baby I need a new weave
Because my tracks feel whack, I want to hit the party
You want to play like Ben then give me your keys
'cause even Jen drive a Benz to go fix a weave."

Ooh baby let me fix my weave
Touch me up and let me fix my weave
You could pick me up about a quarter to 3
Before I walk in the club I gotta fix my weave
(Oh) Baby fix my weave
Baby baby let me fix my weave
On the highway I do above 90
(woo woo) pull me over get the fake ID

To the heavy weave cities
Miami, Jersey, D.C., the Carolinas, Detroit, Louisville, Ohio, to all the
projects
To the beauty salons, and curling irons stitching in that ? hair
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Straight up like a perm you heard...

Missy Elliott

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	Konu Başlığı Missy Elliott Şarkı Sözleri ( Lyrics )	Konudaki Cevap Sayısı 92
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15.11.08, 23:55	#41 (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've Changed I've Changed Yes I've changed again, baby Changed changed Changed, the games, that I, used to play Play leavin when I stay Woo Ohhh, ooooh, baby I've changed I said that I've changed I said I've changed the games, ain't the same They ain't the same I've changed the pressure wasn't greatener on the, other, siiiiide ide Aight aight aight Mo chill Cause I know I've changed Yo Mo I know I've changed, baby I swear I'm changed Yo Mo chill Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yo chill, you singin like you You singin like you in church raisin money I've changed for some choir rows or somethin I've changed, I've changed You changed? I'm bout to change to a new track ohh oooh... Missy Elliott

16.11.08, 00:00	#42 (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 :	Irresistible Delicious Irresistible Delicious (Feat. Slick Rick) (over the melody of Slick Rick's song "Lick the Balls") (Slick Rick) It's entertainment time Wooo Got Missy Elliott in the house, got Slick Rick in the house We doin big things here kids Hip Hop's finest, Slick Slick Slick Rick an' M (scratched) Slick Rick an' M Go Missy, go Missy, go Missy, go Missy (scratched) Slick Rick an' M Missy Elliott: Excuse me Mr. Lawrence, you look nice Simply delicious, Missy want some kisses Let's go to the crib, get cozy in the nude And "Treat Me Like a Prostitute" Now pardon me sir, I'm such a real lady Ride in Mercedes to make the bitches hate me Cruise up and down one two fifth Lookin for a guy like you to get with (beat changes) I seen this cutie pie, so I pulled beside him Seen the size of his feet, so I couldn't deny him Might as well try him, the freak that I am M dot S E always grindin Missy singing: Please don't think I'm crazy (oooooh) But boy you are supa fine (do it to me, do it to me) (Slick Rick) Thank you Missy Irresistible delicious (oooooh) Holla Enough to make me lose my mind (Slick Rick) Yeah Know I really want it (scratched) Slick Slick Slick Rick an' M Now I want it, yeah Don't make me wait oh no no don't make me wait oh no (Slick Rick) Missy No longer will I pretend (Slick Rick) Slick Rick in the house Let's get it on cause we both grown (Slick Rick) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (beat changes back) Intelligent, delicate, watch how the fella get Bump into my homegirl in Miami, Missy Elliott Green blush on her eyelid, hi Miss! Gave honey a hug I feel her touchin my privates Aw shuck I guess, main course is in I said You know I'm married? Yeah and what's that supposed to mean? Proposition for you Ruler Procede on Well I got a track I need you spit a mean 16 on You with it? Down to bless one and I left one The Hit Factory, later on around eleven With my notebook, and pencil, I slides on in I see her lookin mighty sexy and the lights all dim Have a drink The booze and the karmy go oddly After havin a drink I start to feel unusually horny Swellin stone, or well writ poems Busy poundin like I'm tryin to break off pelvis bones Missy singing: Please don't think I'm crazy (oooooh) (Slick Rick) Slick Rick is in the house But boy you are supa fine (do it to me, do it to me) (Slick Rick) Thank you Missy Irresistible delicious (oooooh) Holla Enough to make me lose my mind lose my mind Know I really want it and now I want it Don't make me wait oh no no don't make me wait oh no No longer will I pretend (Slick Rick) Boss of the females Let's get it on cause we both grown (Slick Rick) Recognize, recognize (beat changes back) Missy Elliott: Excuse me sir, oh gosh you look young But old enough to get it to get yo' head sprung Sit down relax, it's soft here on my couch Or give me hands strictly you might get turned out Cutie pie, 'til I sit beside him Nice shoe size, how could I deny him Big bankroll to help me retire Me and him together smell like big empire Don't treat me like a prostitute Unless you're givin me some money makin sure I look cute But don't treat me like a prostitute Unless you're givin me some money makin sure I look cute Missy singing: Please don't think I'm crazy (oooooh) (scratched) Please don't think I'm crazy (oooooh) (scratched) But boy you are supa fine (do it to me, do it to me) (scratched) Fi fi fine... Missy Elliott

16.11.08, 00:03	#43 (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 :	Is This Our Last Time Is This Our Last Time (Feat. Fabolous) Missy Elliott: Yeah OK! Yall know how i do it From old school rap to old school r&b Yep thats me We gon' do it one time like this Oh oh come on Missy Elliott: I remember when we first made love It was so good Nigga i was whipped n' all into it Off of that good wood And if i could i would persue it But you wont let me do it I like first time around wit playboy You keep puttin me down umm I cant keep runnin away, from you But the sex dont feel the same, no no no You dont hold me nore kiss me like, you used to I can tell your feelins changed It must be some other bitch thats takin up, your time If it is then let me know, oooohh So i wont call you over to taste a piece of this good pie Why you dont **** me like before I like the first time I like the first time I like the first time talkin bout the, second time I like the first time I like the first time I like the first time talkin bout the, second time Missy Elliott: I remember when we first, made love It felt so good you made me cry, uhm uhm uhm But now you just ruch to get it, over And it dont feel like the first time Fabolous: Yeah you probly the first girl im sprung on im hung on the spots yeah Put yah lips and tongue on you make me a fan I took the cards that you dealt and made me a hand Its the feelins that i felt that made me a man Now im fightin to get it back like Mike Tyson I wanna grab my helmet and ride but you took bike license I just wanna do it like we did it before Cindarella you was wit it before Now i wanna bring a slipper, you act like you dont fit it nomore Like i got it but i cant get it nomore And i aint useually chaser cause i write wit my pencil But also how to use my eraser And at the present time i think about the past I think about yo ass and can i see it in the future If i see you i'll salute yah Cause for your lovin im a soldier, Mami i thought i told yah Missy Elliott: Why you dogin me out Is this our last time Say it again Why you dogin me out Oh what shall i do, yeah Tell me what i've done to you Yeah let the beat ride huhh Then work that work that work that work that uh Yeah let the beat ride Come on and work that, come on and work that come on come on... Missy Elliott

16.11.08, 00:05	#44 (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 :	It's Real It's Real Yeah, ohhh ohh Yeaahhh, yeaaa I love you more then my mouth can say I'll take a flight to kingston, anyplace Just to be in yo face From new york city to japan I'll be there ba by Just call my phone and I'll come flying On the next plane to you Never worry cause I'm ya woman And I promise ba by I promise you will be my man Cause baby it's real (real) So real (so real) Can't you tell by the look in my face, yeah Oh baby it's real (it's real) So real (so real) I hope your feeling the same Cause baby it's real I'll follow you right to the moon It could happen yeah Just so we can be close as cousins With my heart out to you I love you more then words can offer Pay attention ba by I hope this never ends my lover Cause baby it's real (it's real) So real (so real) Can't you tell by the look in my face, yeah Oh baby it's real (it's real) So real (so real) I hope your feeling the same Cause baby it's real I don't wanna spend a day without you I don't get tired of being by you I don't care bout the things about you Boy it's real So real, so real (so real) Can you tell by the look in my face, yeah Oh baby it's real (it's real) So real (so real) I hope your feeling the same Cause baby it's real... Missy Elliott

16.11.08, 00:06	#45 (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 :	Izzy Izzy Ahh Izzy Izzy Ahh I pulls up in my strech,I let my homegirls flex my 9-8 Close and closer they follow in my Limo,playin' cd's Of when I used to Heee Hee totally in my ass cheecks They sweat these beets,for any kinda jeeps,you know how I is,so freakin' hot that I siz,Geewiz,get my clothes taylored Like I'm Liz,Miz,I'm commin' for your ass in a min,seconds or hours Everything I do seem to bloom like flowers,I cruse these beets like I'm Drivin' Eddie Bauer,some of ya'll mc's mad I got the power,I hit you With the Plll pmm uhh,take that,niggaz wanna step well um UHH take That,what mmm uh uh take that,yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Izzy Izzy ahh zizah zizah zizah Hard bitches be talkin' like they all rah rah Blizzy Blizzy blahzah blahzah blahzay None of y'all fools ain't got shit on me M A to the G double O my man Moe, smooth like Joe Timberland where you get the doe I'ma get my niggaz Niggaz go and get ya hoes Flows to come so natural I'ma take a stroll role this high droll I'ma take my ass to Pazzaz and Essoh slow oh down diggy diggy doh Missy singin': You never heard beets like this before When me and Timberland walk throught the door Our style be tighter then before, You like our steelo... Missy Elliott

16.11.08, 00:13	#46 (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 :	Joy Joy (Feat. Mike Jones) (1:36 long skit precedes the actual song) Elliott: Joyy Scratch: Oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh Elliott: Joyy (Speak'n'Spell vowel sounds) Elliott: Joyy Scratch: Oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh so sick Elliott: Joyy Scratch: Oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh (Speak'n'Spell vowel sounds) Missy: Timbo, what they do They try to be like Missy but they have no clue On how I'm spittin over beats the way I move I move so smooth in my shell toe shoes Now put the needle on the record, show'n'prove Since ninety two I came to win and never lose They try to stop a chubby chick from comin through My belly out and sellin out these venues My skills, will fulfill, those who drink booze My attitude is super cool like I'm subdued And those who fake I take on you and your dudes I rule the streets I break 'em down with no tools And Misdemeanor give the finger to y'all fools (Holla) Whoever doubted that I'm 'bout it check the news And if you snooze on me this year your ass will lose Cause I will bruise, my loose screws is like ooh When I come out get your release dates moved Missy: This year y'all gon' all lose sleep I break 'em off somethin, break 'em off somethin [scratched] This year y'all gon' all lose sleep This year y'all gon' all lose sleep, when I break 'em off somethin, break 'em off somethin (Big shout out to Timberland) This year you hear a real MC, when I (Slowed up) break break break break break Missy: I flow over a beat that make a chick weave blow And those who try to compete to the wall I throw So I drop it low, 808 kick low Like oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh Mr. Mos', this beat he compose While I kill the track, leave your ears decomposed Fake rappers, this year your lies will be exposed Like oh oh-oh oh, oh Missy steal the show-ow-ow Spit on breakbeats, make rappers lose sleep Make labels unable drop they artists on leak I keep 'em knee deep, need me, be me Hardly, and basically, I do it nice and slow (slowed) I'm slowin, the track down, so you don't miss the shit that Misdemeanor talkin like that chronic get you super high Missy + Mike Jones: This year y'all gon' all lose sleep I break 'em off somethin, break 'em off somethin This year you hear a real MC (Scratch) Oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh This year y'all gon' all lose sleep, when I (Mike Jones Who?) Break 'em off somethin, break 'em off somethin (Mike Jones Who?) This year you hear a real MC (Geyeah) Break 'em off somethin, break 'em off somethin (Mike Jones) See I'm a pimp that's on my grind, I hustle like all the time I speak what's on my mind, my teeth'll make you blind My heat'll lay you down, whenever you come around Forsaken out there mistreated your life'll be deleted Cause I don't play dat, you know I don't play dat Wherever you talkin noise is where you gon' lay at I'm "Supa Dupa Fly" like Missy Missy Before the fame majors used to diss me But now I'm on top, I'm hot I can't stop Before my deal came my shows was sold out House been on the hill, diamonds been in my grill I'm trill like U.G.K., you know I keep it real I'm who, Mike Jones, Who? Mike Jones WHO? Mike Jones and I can't be cloned 2-8-1, 3-3-oh, 8 zero zero foThat's my cell phone number, hit me on the low I got Missy: Hold up, I see a lot of folks in here sittin 'round like your shoes too tight If you wear a size 10, don't cram yo' shit up in a size 6 ladies Be proud of yo' big ass feet We came to party up in this bitch... Missy Elliott

16.11.08, 00:15	#47 (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 :	Keep It Movin Keep It Movin (Feat. Elephant Man) Missy Elliott: Eh yo Timb, you know Niggas like Dr Dre and the Neptunes and Just Blaze They should be so hot they be keepin us workin yah feel me But but that nigga R. Kelly He got one of the illest lines when he say Is anybody feelin freaky" Elephant Man - Missy Elliott: Man up yep, good to go Elephant Man and Missy Elliott (yeah) Ladies keep it movin (uh) Gi dem di dance now (Its like butter baby, its like butter) Buss di dance now (Its like butter baby, its like butter) Missy, Elliot Ladies windin around Tweet show dem kindly how fi do it (Whoo) Come on Missy Elliott: When you hear the song, role down yah window Let the music thump yeah, thump thump thump thump Take a walk in the club, thats how i role You look so so down, so so so so Now when you step out on the scene, so fresh so clean Lookin like a wet dream, yo know what i mean Its about that, what time would that be? Wind yah waist line to the base line Slow it down now get the beat right Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh) Buss yah (oh) grove (oh) n we gon' (oh )keep it (oh) movin (oh) Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh) Shake shake (oh) yah body (oh) we gon' (oh) keep it (oh) movin (oh) Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh) Shake shake (oh) yah body (oh) they gon' (oh) keep it (oh) movin (oh) Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh) Buss yah (oh) grove (oh) n we gon' (oh )keep it (oh) movin (oh) Missy Elliott: If you know you look good, say so say so And you dont give a [ding], hell no hell no Put yah hands in the air yeah, get yo hands up Baby bounce baby bounce, get low get low 2 shots in yah club, yep just whats up Get Timb to fill it up, yep just whats up Its about that time, what time would that be Wind yah waist line to the base line Slow it down now get the beat right Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh) Buss yah (oh) grove (oh) n we gon' (oh )keep it (oh) movin (oh) Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh) Shake shake (oh) yah body (oh) we gon' (oh) keep it (oh) movin (oh) Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh) Shake shake (oh) yah body (oh) they gon' (oh) keep it (oh) movin (oh) Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh) Buss yah (oh) grove (oh) n we gon' (oh )keep it (oh) movin (oh) Elephant Man: Keep it movin love the way yah body groovin Watch yah groovin, perspire sweat you losin Put yah shoes in, dis ya dance a keep you movin Its soodin, like dis yah ina di humma crusin Take! di! dance! floor!, stop pretend like you nu hear Mi see booty hear booty there booty shakin everywhere Ina di club, ina di bar, ina di pool, ina di square At di afta party mi see shakin booty i'll be der Make! way!, move!, when big mamma appear Just a back it up cock it up jock it up like she nuh care Sai she was one a di chear leada fi Chigaco here Everyting a dissappear when she appear Come on Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh) Buss yah (oh) grove (oh) n we gon' (oh) keep it (oh) movin (oh) Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh) Shake shake (oh) yah body (oh) we gon' (oh) keep it (oh) movin (oh) Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh) Shake shake (oh) yah body (oh) they gon' (oh) keep it (oh) movin (oh) Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh) Missy Elliott

16.11.08, 00:18	#48 (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 :	Lady Marmalade Lady Marmalade Where's all mah soul sistas Lemme hear ya'll flow sistas Mya: Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, go sista Mya: He met Marmalade down IN old Moulin Rouge Struttin her stuff on the street She said, "Hello, hey Jo, you wanna give it a go?" Oh! uh huh Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada (Hey hey hey) Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya here (here) Mocha Chocalata ya ya (oh yea) Creole lady Marmalade Lil Kim: What What, What what Mya: ooh oh Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir Voulez vous coucher avec moi Lil Kim: yea yea yea yea Pink: He sat in her boudoir while she freshened up Boy drank all that Magnolia wine On her black satin sheets is where he started to freak yeah Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada (da da da) Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya here (here ohooh yea yeah) Mocha Choca lata ya ya (yea) Creole lady Marmalade Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ce soir, what what what) Voulez vous coucher avec moi Lil Kim: yea yea uh He come through with the money and the garter bags I let him know we bout that cake straight up the gate uh We independent women, some mistake us for whores I'm sayin, why spend mine when I can spend yours Disagree? Well that's you and I'm sorry Imma keep playing these cats out like Atari Wear ideal shoes get love from the dudes 4 bad ass chicks from the Moulin Rouge hey sistas, soul sistas, betta get that dough sistas We drink wine with diamonds in the glass by the case the meaning of expensive taste if you wanna Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya Mocha Chocalate a what? Real Lady Marmalade One more time C'mon now Marmalade Lady Marmalade Marmalade Christina: hey Hey Hey Touch of her skin feeling silky smooth color of cafe au lait alright Made the savage beast inside roar until he cried, More more more Pink: Now he's back home doin' 9 to 5 Mya: Sleepin' the grey flannel life Christina: But when he turns off to sleep memories creep, More more more Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada (da daeaea yea) Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya here (ooh) Mocha Choca lata ya ya (yea) Creole lady Marmalade Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ce soir) Voulez vous coucher avec moi (all my sistas yea) Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ce soir) Voulez vous coucher avec moi (C'Mon uh) Missy: Christina (oh Leaeaa Oh) Pink (Lady Marmalade) Lil Kim (hey Hey! uh uh uh uh) Mya (Oh Oh oooo) Rot wailer baby (baby) Moulin Rouge (Oh) Misdemeanor here Creole Lady Marmalade Yes ah... Missy Elliott

16.11.08, 00:22	#49 (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 :	Let It Bump Let It Bump Timbaland: Gotta cut the music up man Missy Elliott: Aahhhh Timbaland: Gotta cut the music up man Missy Elliott: I'm I'm I'm Mi Mi Mi Missy Radio play m all the time Write my own rhymes and I swear I'm fly This flow here form 83 From a to z you can't **** wit me Me and Timbaland man I'll be damn Remember when Lyte was in love wit Sam I used to be in love wit this guy name Sam But to me oh my Gosh he was one in a million I came through cause I rock the show Wack MC's get kicked in the throat Keep on sleepin cause you think I'm a joke Uh, Uh, Uh Let it bump (Let it bump) Missy - Timbaland: I'm Missy I'm-I'm Let it bump (Let it bump) I'm Missy Let it bump (Let it bump) I'm Missy I'm Missy on the microphone (Gotta cut the music up man) Missy Elliott: I'm Missy on the microphone I'm stupid fresh that's the shit I'm on (come on) Sucka MC's come new in the game Swear ya hip hop you just a new jack swing (uh) Remember when Shantay was live on stage Shantay was live on stage Let me back that shit up For ya for ya no hip-hoppers I'm Missy on the microphone I'm stupid fresh that's the shit I'm on Sucka MC's come new in the game Swear ya hip-hop but don't know Daddy Kane This time Missy rhyme crazy though Haters wanna know my antidote Try to catch up cause ya mind is slow Missy - Timbaland: Break Missy & Timbaland: (Gotta cut the music up man) Me and Timba-Timba Timba Timba Timbaland Me and Timbaland man I'll be damn (Cut Cut Cut cu cu cut the music up man) (Cut Cut Cut cu cu cut the music up man) Timbaland: Me and Missy come fresh on tracks (oh) 5 albums deep can ya handle that (that) We came from the basement to platinum plaques (plaques) We sittin on something this black on black {oh} Jimmy Dean, he's the engineer (neer) A nigga been down for about 10 years (years) Fixin that stuff to make it sound so clear (clear) Uh, Uh, Uh Let it bump (Let it bump) Missy Elliott

16.11.08, 00:24	#50 (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 :	Let Me Fix My Weave Let Me Fix My Weave What's up mother**ers? I need to know is V-A up in this bitch? New York, St. Louis, Chicago, Philly, LA, Atlanta I'm diggin' that But how about the ladies that got a head full of fake weave or braids Holla at ya peoples Oh! C'mon Ooh baby let me fix my weave Touch me up and let me fix my weave You could pick me up about a quarter to 3 Before I walk in the club I gotta fix my weave (Oh) Baby fix my weave Baby baby let me fix my weave On the highway I do above 90 (woo woo) pull me over get the fake ID I met a guy named Tommy Very charming He was on me like cheese be on macaroni His game real tight making me so horny Fine enough for us to and be his baby mommy You really don't know me So I moves it slowly Brush up and let him hold me Let me spit some baloney Baby you could call me If you go down on me But you got to back up off me Wearing cubic zirconia I told him, "Baby let me fix my weave I got a hair out of place and use a fake ID." Pepe LePew voulez vous ooh oui You want to misdemeanor me You gotta spend more G's (ohh wee) Ooh baby let me fix my weave Touch me up and let me fix my weave You could pick me up about a quarter to 3 Before I walk in the club I gotta fix my weave (Ooh wee) Baby fix my weave Baby baby let me fix my weave On the highway I do above 90 (woo woo) pull me over get the fake ID I used to date a guy named Chris Sloppy with his kiss But he was good with his tongue I called him Mr. Young One Mr. Young One had a big ding-dong Balls the size of ping-pong I had him souped like won-ton I put the beat on And on my ass he skeet on I put the heat on young gun Fresh meat he season Yes, yes we used to creep down the beach He was insane like Rick James And with a mask he's Superfreak I told him, "Gimme cash to fix my weave And I don't want no excuses 'bout your baby mommy 'cause your child support money don't fix my weave and you know nigga please me no for free." Ooh baby let me fix my weave Touch me up and let me fix my weave You could pick me up about a quarter to 3 Before I walk in the club I gotta fix my weave (Oh) Baby fix my weave Baby baby let me fix my weave On the highway I do above 90 (woo woo) pull me over get the fake ID I got a call from Joe He used to call me J.Lo Hey lo, how you doing? Used to ask who I was screwing Joe was pursuing Sex was good all "ooh in" Moan he was grown He would ** me 'til the mo'nin I used to get vex when he would sex another bitch Said "Baby don't trip, just like Ben I'm rich" Jen don't bitch, then Miss don't bitch Lopez get rich, call me Miss Affleck I tell him, "Baby I need a new weave Because my tracks feel whack, I want to hit the party You want to play like Ben then give me your keys 'cause even Jen drive a Benz to go fix a weave." Ooh baby let me fix my weave Touch me up and let me fix my weave You could pick me up about a quarter to 3 Before I walk in the club I gotta fix my weave (Oh) Baby fix my weave Baby baby let me fix my weave On the highway I do above 90 (woo woo) pull me over get the fake ID To the heavy weave cities Miami, Jersey, D.C., the Carolinas, Detroit, Louisville, Ohio, to all the projects To the beauty salons, and curling irons stitching in that ? hair Okay, oohwee yeah fix your weave Straight up like a perm you heard... Missy Elliott

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