1.Bring The Pain(featuring Method Man)
'One two three four five six seven eight nine!' - Chuck D
'Are we on the air？'
{＊beat from Method Man's original 'Bring the Pain' starts
playing＊}
Uhh, uhh .. {HA？}
Uhh {HA？} uhh {HA？}
Uhh, this is - uhh, a Missy Elliott - uhh, exclusive
Uh-huh.. woo!!
And I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain
Ooh baby, what's your name？ {HA？}
I love the way you're spittin the game
You made me change from thinkin all guys the same
You the type of guy I wanna marry in months
Got exactly what I want {HA？}
And ain't no fakin the funk
Your attitude is funk and you're makin me crunk (c'mon)
Yes it's real baby
Got me so crazy
Light my fire dirty
Like the way you serve me
Stimulate my body
Crunk just like a party
Ohh, you won't be sorry
My papi, I'm yo' mami
I'm in your life to come and let you explore {HA？}
And take you on a tour
The kind of guys that be talkin that noise
Is the reason I ignore {UH-HA!}
And you the one I wanna take to MEET MOMS
'He's a rap superstar' {UH-HA!}
I wanna be the one, you like
I'm sure to do you right
Is it real hon, if it's really real (let's chill)
Maybe pop an X pill (how does sex feel？)
Come and get your next thrill (you the raw deal)
Yo I'm sayin if your man won't (Mr. Meth will)
That's amore', all day, mind over matter
And my forte' is foreplay, sex on a platter
Have it your way, then who, serve you everything on the menu
And all that freak shit that you into
Sweet lady, you drive me half crazy
Maybe, we can go half on a baby (on a baby？)
Poppa got a brand new bag
Hidden in the stash of his brand new Jag
Lovely, kick your shoes off and get comfy
We can bump uglies if you ain't got your monthly
Yes I, like 'American Pie'
Tell 'em M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter-Y
M-E-T-H-O-D, Man
M-I-S-S-Y, I am
I came came to bang bang the boogie
I see you lookin to bang out my nookie
You want my cookies I baked for you rookies
Work hard they want me to bang bang and stick me
If you want my nookie you got to come quickly
M-E-T-H-O-D is ya wit me？
(Mr. Meth) is ya wit me？
2.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 fuckin' 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 peach
I aint gotta eat speed
I'm a bad mamma jamma god damnit muthafucka
You aint gotta like me
I aint stuttin these hos
Needa talk but you know
Stop talking bout who
I'm stickin I'm lickin
You just mad it aint yours
I know yall poor
Yall broke
Yall jobs just hangin up cloaks
Step to me get burnt like toast
Muthafucka adios amigos
Ah ah Poes Poes
I don't brag I mostly boast
From the VA to the LA coast
Izzy Kizzy Lizzy Go
Chorus：
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 muthafuckas ass
Did you see it
Im drippin these curves
Skurt
Did you heard
I lovas my fellas my furs
Ah I fly like a bird
Chickenheads on the prowl
Who you tryda fuck now
Now 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
Chorus：
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
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 lift a hand
So he went about his bidness
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 your boobs smellin like Burberry cologne
Still ride the chrome
Got bidness 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 look lord like Timmy
Had the Clint East rumor
I got a head ache 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 clipe (ya)
Chorus：
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 foreal
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 foos!
You think I aint knowin yall broke Milli Vanilli Jay Jay fan
wannabes aint over here gossiping bout me？
Yo how bout you buff these Pumas for 20 cents or your lights
wont get cut off
You soggy 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
3.Work It
DJ please, pick up your phone
I'm on the request line
This is a Missy Elliott one time exclusive
(C'mon, c'mon)
Is it worth it, let me work it
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it
{＊'I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it' - backwards 2X＊}
If you got a big {＊elephant noise＊} let me search ya
To find out how hard I gotta work ya
{＊'I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it' - backwards 2X＊}
I'd like to get to know ya, so I can show ya
Put the pussy on ya, like I told ya
Gimme all your numbers so I can phone ya
Your girl acting stank than call me ov-ah
Not on the bed, lay me on your sofa
Call before you come, I need to shave my cho-cha
You do or you don't or you will or you won't cha
Go downtown and eat it like a vul-cha
See my hips and my tips don'tcha
See my ass and my lips don'tcha
Lost a few pounds in my waist for ya
This the kinda beat that go wa-ta-ta
Ra-ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
Sex me so good I say blah-blah-blah
Work it! I need a glass of wat-ah
Boy oh boy its good to know ya
If you're a fly gyal, get your nails done
Get a pedicure, get your hair did
Boy lift it up, lets make a toast-ah
Lets get drunk, its gon bring us clos-ah
Don't I look like a Halle Berry post-ah？
See dem Belvedere playin tricks on ya
Girlfriend wanna be like me nev-ah
You won't find a bitch that's even bett-ah
I make it hot as Las Vegas weath-ah
Listen up close while I take you backwards
{＊'Watch the way Missy like to take it backwards' - backwards＊}
I'm not a prostitute but I can give you whatchu want
I love your braids and your mouth full of fronts
Love the way my ass go ba-bump ba-bump bump
Keep your eyes on my ba-bump ba-bump bump
And think you can handle this ga-donk ga-donk donk
Take my thong off and my ass go boom
Cut the lights off so you see what I can do
Boys, boys, all type of boys
Black, white, Puerto Rican, Chinese boys
Wan tan taya taya tang-a-tang, wan tan taya taya tang-a-tang
Girls, girls, get that cash
If its 9 to 5 or shakin ya ass
Ain't no shame ladies, do your thang
Just make sure you ahead of tha game
Just cause I got a lot of fame sup-ah
Prince couldn't get me change my name papa
Kunta Kinte, enslave a game, no sir
Picture Black Say'n, 'Oh yessuh massa'
Picture Lil' Kim dating a pastor
Minute man, big men can outlast ya
Who is the best？ I don't have to ask ya
When I come out, you won't even matt-ah
Why you act dumb like ughhh, duh
So you act dumb like ughhh, duh
And the drummer boy go pa-rum pa-pum pum
Give ya some some some of this Cinnabon
To my fellas, ooooh
Good God, I like the way you work that
To my ladies, woo
You sure know how to work that, good God
4.Back In The Day(featuring Jay-Z)
'Brothers and sisters!
Brothers and sisters, I don't know what this world is coming
to!'
Yes, uhh
One for the butters, I came from the gutter
No I came from my mother but y'all know what I mean
Hov' is here to stay like permanent crease in your jeans
Me and Missy be the new +Tag Team+
'Whoomp! There It Is'
We like, Rae ＆ Ghost, A.G. and Showbiz
We 'Public Enemy #1,' our 'Uzi Weighs a Ton'
This is our house, RUN! {＊laughing＊}
What happened to those good old days？ {HA？}
When hip-hop, was so much fun
Ohh, house parties in the summer y'all (c'mon)
And no one, came through with a gun
It was all about the music y'all
It helped.. to relieve some stress {HA？}
Ohh, we was under one groove y'all (y'all)
So much love {HA？} between North and West
Go back in the day
British Knights and gold chains
Do the prep and cabbage patch
And wear your laces all fat
Back in the dayyyyyyyy, hey hey
Hip-Hop has chaaaanged
Remember when we used to battle？ (uh-huh)
On the block {HA？} before the lights came on
Ohh! Mama said we would be straight A kids (c'mon)
If we did our homework, like we knew those songs
Salt-N-Pepa, Rakim, and P.E. {HA？}
D.M.C, and Heavy D
Yes! Daddy Kane, Slick Rick too (oh-OOH!)
MC Lyte ('Paper Thin') opened, doors for you and me, c'mon
Young! J. Bizzy, let's do it again nigga
Grew up the way it oughta be
From day KRS-One all the way up to 'Nineteen Naughty Three'
To M.O.P., we 'Cold as Ice'
Nigga we rock it from the 'Dre Day' to the Suge Knight
So fuck Chuck Phillips and Bill O'Reilly
If they try to stop hip-hop, we all gon' rally nigga
Post Biggie and 'Pac I gotta hold down the city
Make a nigga wanna 'holla' like Missy, but fuck it
Just let a nigga MC
The best rapper alive, unquestionably
If you rip on your +EP+ you gonna need an +MD+
So 'You Gots to Chill' cause I 'Kill at Will'
like solid water dude; y'all niggaz don't get it
'Kill at Will,' solid water？ Ice Cube
Ha ha, that's how hip-hop has evolved
Jay-Z's for President, I'm namin Ra as the National God
Me and Jigga, Jigga J-J-Jay-Hova
I rocks the mic right whether I'm pissy drunk or sober
Misdemeanor fo'-finger ringer I'm stupid FRESH
I've been hot since LL rocked the Kangol HAT
Yes yes, the yes yes, the yes y'alln
C'mon... AW YEA, AW YEA
Okay, me, that nigga Jigga, fresh dressed in the mornin
C'mon... AW YEA, AW YEA
{＊ad libs and whistling＊}
I wanna, go back in, time (let's go)
Feels like I, I wanna, go back in, time
Feels like I (Y'all remember 'Self Destruction'？)
I wanna, go back in, time
(Where all the rap artists got on a record together？)
Feels like I, I wanna, go back in, time
(I used to love them days, no tension, let's go!!)
5.Funky Fresh Dressed
This is a Misdemeanor exclusive
If your radio is experiencing any kind of difficulties
Turn the volume up
Yes, turn the volume up
Yes, turn the volume up
This is an exclusive (Turn the volume up)
It's very necessary, on the contray
No you do not scare me, is you drinkin' Bloody Mary？
But shit, you betta hurry, before I have to bury
My attitude is bitchy, cuz my period is heavy
I used to drive a Chevy, put twenties on that baby
My nigga was the shit, but then that stupid nigga left me
And now I'm lovin' Larry, but Larry go with Terri
And Terri is a freak, but it's his baby she will carry
The life he live's a fairy, cartoon like 'Tom and Jerry'
My flow is legendary and your style is temporary
Yeah, you need to worry, like Jason, it gets scary
The words that I spit don't fit in that category
Is my vision blurry？ My speech is very slurry
Me without Tim is like Jamaicans with no curry
And yes, it's necessary, so hurry, nigga, hurry
Cuz when this album drops, you whack MC's will all get burried
Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party
Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)
Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party
Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)
Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party
Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)
Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party
Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)
Your style's very crummy, that's why you have no money
You always looking bummy, I don't care if you don't love me
Don't try to come before me, unless you are a dummy
Repeat, you'll lose your teeth and I would hate to call you
gummy
Rainy or sunny, battle no way, honey
This not a game of Hide-and-Seek, go call ya mummy
It's about get so ugly, and I'ma keep y'all runnin'
Hiding from me, cuz you know you are weak
You ain't sayin' nothin', I keep it jumpin' jumpin'
In your Kenwoods, I'm bumpin' sumthin' in ya trunk'n
You can say I'm buggin', cuz when I come out bustin'
That's why y'all be discussin' who I like and who I'm fuckin'
Repeat Chorus
C'mon, c'mon
C'mon, c'mon
C'mon, c'mon
Fickidy, uh, uh, uh
C'mon, c'mon
C'mon, c'mon
(＊Beat changes)
I had a little homie named Paul Revere
Smokes blunt after blunt, guzzled 40's of beer
He would swear up and down every first of the year
He was gon' quit smokin', but he never did
Watch y'all huskey, it's about that time
Gettin' ready for the club 'round quarter til' nine
Couple bottles of hypnotic in the back of the ride
Might spit like a girl, but I hit like a guy
Me and Missy ballin' up the avenue
Funky fresh dressed to impress, we mackin' dudes
Music biz only reason I ain't jackin fools
You know bullshit walk and stackin' rules
Shit keeps drawin', the streets keep callin'
Drink til' I'm nice and uh, uh-uh, on'n
I'm bad luck, y'all mad cuz y'all suck
Please do not try to fuck with young duck
Please do not try to fuck with young duck
(＊Beat switches back to original)
6.Pussycat(feat. Tweet)
This is another Missy Elliott exclusive
Its all for the love
But there is more things that keep a man satisfied
And I know the remedy just to cure him from
Cheating even if he tried hey
Pussy don't fail me now
I gotta turn this nigga out
So he don't want nobody else
But me and only me
Pussy don't fail me now
I gotta turn this nigga out
So he don't want nobody else
But me and only me
I know he's a man and men have intentions
To sleep with someone else
But that's why when I make love to him
I'm ruling
Try to give him my best hey
Pussy don't fail me now
I gotta turn this nigga out
So he don't want nobody else
But me and only me
Pussy don't fail me now
I gotta turn this nigga out
So he don't want nobody else
But me and only me
As long as the pussy good
Its alright
Aint gotta worry about my man
Cuz he knows ma's
Is one of a kind
And that's why he keeps staying
The pussy good
Its alright
Aint gotta worry about my man
Cuz he knows ma's
Is one of a kind
And that's why he keeps staying
Look ma
Yea you got the bomb and work
That prissy stuff
Glad it aint the gushy stuff
That gushy stuff？
I don't like the mushy butts
I wish we was
Like comfy over Jennifer
Him and her
Too much like I and we
And what that mean？
We just love the booty
All we see in 3D is um
Booty booty booty booty
Oh really
Do me, do me, do me, do me
Run through me like flood go through an IV
That's good ill make sure you never will leave
Can I put my booty booty
Up in your spaghetti？
Daddy
Are you ready for sacary from me
Pussy gushy mushy what more you want from me
7.Nothing Else Out There(feat. Beyonce)
There ain't nothing out there...
A Missy Elliott Exclusive
I know one thing
Beyonce better not answer this phone
Her and the ladies in free
I ain't got no money either shoot
We 'posed to been at the club
Ooh
Hello？
Beyonce! I know you ain't letting that broke down insecure
L.L. Cool J wanna be nigga keep you in the house for another
Friday.
Just..Just go ahead I'ma stay here wit my man. Ain't notin out
there for me.
My man don't like my friends
(Girl your man ain't no good why he tryin to keep you in？)
He says they influence me
(If I was an influence Id'a been said leave)
But boy I love him so
(Girl we late for the club, why you still don't wanna roll？)
Cuz I got my prize right here
(But see the guys at the party!)
Ain't nothing out there for me
Ain't nothing about there for me
This is where I wanna be
I dun already been in the streets
And I aint came across nothin' so sweet
He's the only man that I love
And I don't need more than one
So don't worry when I'm hanging out
He's the only one that I am thinking about!
I know he's insecure
Everytime I leave out the door
(and you letting him spoil your night？ Live your life, you aint
even his wife)
He ain't gotta worry about me
Cus I got something more sweet
(Oh you must got a diamond ring)
And I know I'm so lucky
Aint nothin'
Ain't nothing about there for me
This is where I wanna be
I dun already been in the streets
And I aint came across nothin' so sweet
He's the only man that I love
And I don't need more than one
So don't worry when I'm hanging out
He's the only one that I am thinking about!
And I love him
He's my baby for sure
I a sure him that
I love him more than ever before
And he don't bore me and his love like the time that we met
I adore him
And no man has come closer than that
Ain't nothing out there for me
Ain't nothing about there for me
This is where I wanna be
I dun already been in the streets
And I aint came across nothin' so sweet
He's the only man that I love
And I don't need more than one
So don't worry when I'm hanging out
He's the only one that I am thinking about!
Look you goin or what？
Go ahead I'ma stay here with my man
Ain't nothing out there for me
Its a lotta guys with cash and they like to spend money fast
Now is your sure about that？
I'm chillin with my man
What part don't you understand？
Yeah I'm sure about that
I think you should really go
I heard the party is outta control
Make sure you sure about that
I don't care about no club
Cus my man is all I love
Yeah I'm sure about that
Don't let him blow your high
Go out and have a nice time
Now is ya sure about that？
Girl I do not get high, and with him I spend all my time
Yeah I'm sure about that
Ok stay wit your man ill be at the club doing my dance...
Oh..
(you're the only one I'm thinking about)
8.Slide
My twinkies looks stanky on the benz
and don't I gotta look shweet for my mens
I make em think I got a whole bunch of paper
and even they the ball player from the lakers
now faker taker maker holla at cha later
shake and wake up tell em what to get my ass from Jacobs
that's the way a real diva like to floss it
but a car no matter what it costess
of course its my rolls royce's made dem nosses
tell you who the muthafuckin' boss is
I'ma drive and you walkin that's why you talkin
see the chrome spinning on the wheel stop jockin'
I'ma let you know real nice and slow I'll be broke as a joke
if I had to be your ho so po'
Missy on the rise like the sun if you think
that I'm done I ain't even begun
Slide slide dip shake
Move it all around, move it all around
Slide slide dip dip shake
move it all around move it all around
Feel the boom bass to get you bad kit
15's putting holes in you back kit
bo bo boom, bo bo boom, bo bo boom, bo bo boom
don't it sound so fantastic
my lamborghini disappear like houdini
2 20 cant see me in a bottle like a genie
Teenie, Weenie
Now hate me like you hate to eat your wheaties.
Now here's a freebie
I'ma let you see my on t.v.
except that my emmy autogrammy in miama
I hit you with the 1-2 whammie
you know tooth granny with a hole in her panties
and i don't give a shit if you can stare me cause
I is what I is and what I am is like my mamey
and I don't mean to sound to peti
but they used to call me fatty
till I got with puff daddy
Slide slide dip shake
Move it all around, move it all around
Slide slide dip dip shake
move it all around move it all around
My rims keep turnin and turnin
tires burnin through queens and mouths burning (rrrr)
and yes it's my concern that
you chain platinum or is it really sterlin'？
I'm old school, I rock da sherlin
from new jers. heard all the way to berlin
and as for certain behind every curtain
there's a snake bitch lerkin and she about to catch a hurtin
mr. moles on da beats
and missy be the beats behind the beats
my record sales don't jump and do leaps and
while you sleep i'm on the grind as a creep
Sho-creep!
I got puma's on my feet
fresh gear, eryday all week
you know I keep a high from a peeps never cheap
underground like the streets (oh-oh)
Slide slide dip shake
Move it all around, move it all around
Slide slide dip dip shake
move it all around move it all around
9.Play That Beat
When you wanna go around the world (I'm ready)
And if you want me to fight your ex-girl for you (I'm ready
If you need me to cook you meals (I'm ready)
And if you want me to come and chill with you boy (Suga' I'm
ready)
You don't know how you got me
I've never been in so, but not me
I was always told not to be
Givin' up the (cat) easy
Something you do reminds me
Friends be tryin' to stop me
They can't believe you got me
When you need a backrub from working all day (I'm ready)
Uh when you need a chick to come over right away (I'm ready)
(Like this)
When you need me to wash your clothes boy (I'm ready)
When you need me on the phone to curse out the hoes (Suga' I'm
ready)
Boy there ain't none quite like you
Ask me and I'll always do
Cuz' I got this thing for you
You know what a little (cat) can do
I'm ready when your baby momma trips
So just call me come in doin' backwards flips
My darling
Would you like me bust her lips
Cuz' I'm ready, show you I'm the realest chick
And I love you
I'll do what you want me to do
I said I love you
For you I'm more than a crew
I'm Mrs. Do-right
Can't go wrong with me
I said R-E-D-Y
Always on time
Uh, come on
10.Aint It Funny
(Intro：Missy)
This is another Missy Elliot exclusive
I remember when yo ass was broke, so in love wit me
You were always at home, always talkin bout
'loan me this, loan me that, now gimme gimme'
And then ya got doe, and decide ya wanna leave
Gotta few chicks checkin for ya now, huh, you forgot about me
(Ain't it funny)
When ya man gets money
I bet you can't find him
But when he come home beggin
You can't deny him
Where he at when you need him？
(he's out lookin cute)
But when he need a few dollers
He know who to run to
We would go out, I had to pay for everything
I never had to worry about you fuckin 'round
You used to tell me 'Yea I love ya, No one above ya'
Then I bought you clothes, I made ya look like a king
Then the girls started flirtin wit ya ass, huh, and you forgot
about me
(Ain't it funny)
I'll be the one you runnin to
when yo pockets is low
And you outta cash flow
And the chicks don't want you no mo'
(Beat comes back in)
Be the one you runnin to
When you got no mo' gas
In those buses, catchin cabs
And the chicks don't see you no mo'
11.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
dialatin'
Radio 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 delayin'
I hope you did some praying cause when i come swayin'
Pop 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 chea'
Yeah, 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
12.Can You Hear Me(feat. TLC)
This is the information for
For where you can send the flowers
Its for Aaliyah
Ill give you the phone number in case you need it
Ok we'll see you
Take care of yourself
I love you
Bye bye
I been checkin on your moms and dad
And your brother sister since the day you left
Passed on and went away with God
But for your mom its been
So damn hard
I hate to even hear her cry
Aaliyah she asked me why
Would a baby girl go this way
Can you give me better words to say
One day she'll see you again
With the same old beautiful smile
Long hair and the voice of a hummingbird
You'll be singing them same old songs
Aalyiah can you hear me
I hope that you're proud of me
Me and Tim we been doing our thing
But Its never been the same
Since you had to go
I aint never met a friend
More incredible
I know you in real good hands
With God but damn I miss you
Aayliah if you see Left Eye will you tell her
That me and Boz miss her too
Cuz no ones gunna fill her space
TCL not replace
Yall the reasons we learned to love
Fly high with your 22 doves
One day we'll see her again
With the same old beautiful smile
Crazy but sexy cool
She'll be rapping them same old songs
Lisa can you hear me
We hope that you're proud of us
TLC has come along way
But its never been the same
Since you had to go
Cuz the healing process will be long and slow
Aaliyah I know you in a safer place
You face to face with the creator
And Ill make up
And if you and Left-Eye have been to chat tell her
Me and Teone we know that she much safer
If you see Biggie Smalls up in the clouds tell him
Hes still the illest MC we had around
2pac there is only one
Big Pun RIP we say one
One day we'll see yall again
With the same old beautiful smiles
All styles so many styles
And yall be doing the same old things
The last time we seen ya
We hope yall can change the world
Let them see how short life be
It would never be the same since you had to go
To the music world yall are incredible
1.Intro
yeah whats the deal ya'll this missy elliott givin ya'll
magazine writer's
radio cats listers or plain old haters a small piece of my album
which is
titled under construction under consrtuction simply states that
im a work in
progress im working on myself you know uh every since Aaliyah
passed i view
life in a uh more valuable way looking at hate and anger gossip
or just plain
ol bullshit became ignorant to me when you realize in a blink of
a eye you
walking down a church aisle and that was meant for weddings and
happiness and
realize the same church aisle are used to view a loved one for
the last time
from the world trade families the left eye family big pun family
you know
biggie family pac family to the hip hop family we all under
construction trying
to rebuild you know ourselves hip hop done gained respect from
you know not
even respect form but just like rock and roll and it took us a
lot of hard work
to get here so all that hatin and animosity between folks you
need to kill it
with a skillet you don't see bill gates and donald trump arguing
wit each other
cuz both of them got paper and the they got better shit to do
get more paper so
all im sayin is lets take hip hop back to the rope follow me
2.Work It
DJ, please pick up your phone
I'm on the request line
This is a Missy Elliott one-time exclusive (Come on)
Is it worth it, let me work it
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it
If you got a big ＊＊＊, let me search it
And find out how hard I gotta work ya
I'd like to get to know ya so I could show ya
Put the p＊＊＊＊ on ya like I told ya
Gimme all your numbers so I could phone ya
Your girl actin' stank then call me over
Not on the bed, lay me on your sofa
Phone before you come, I need to shave my chocha
You do or you don't or you will or won't ya
Go downtown and eat it like a vulture
See my hips and my tips, don't ya
See my a＊＊ and my lips, don't ya
Lost a few pounds and my whips for ya
This the kinda beat that go ra-ta-ta
Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
Sex me so good I say blah-blah-blah
Work it, I need a glass of water
Boy, oh, boy, it's good to know ya
Is it worth it, let me work it
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it
If you got a big ＊＊＊, let me search it
And find out how hard I gotta work ya
(Come on)
If you a fly gal get your nails done
Get a pedicure, get your hair did
Boy, lift it up, let's make a toast-a
Let's get drunk, that's gon' bring us closer
Don't I look like a Halle Berry poster
See the Belvedere playin' tricks on ya
Girlfriend wanna be like me, never
You won't find a b＊＊＊＊ that's even better
I make you hot as Las Vegas weather
Listen up close while I take it backwards
I'm not a prostitute, but I could give you what you
want
I love your braids and your mouth full of floss
Love the way my a＊＊ go bum-bum-bum-bum
Keep your eyes on my bum-bum-bum-bum-bum
And think you can handle this gadong-a-dong-dong
Take my thong off and my a＊＊ go vroom
Cut the lights off so you see what I could do
Is it worth it, let me work it
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it
If you got a big ＊＊＊, let me search it
And find out how hard I gotta work ya
(Come on)
Boys, boys, all type of boys
Black, white, Puerto Rican, Chinese boys
Why-thai,-thai-o-toy-o-thai-thai
Rock-thai,-thai-o-toy-o-thai-thai
Girl, girl, get that cash
If it's 9 to 5 or shakin' your a＊＊
Ain't no shame, ladies do your thang
Just make sure you ahead of the game
Just 'cause I got a lot of fame supa
Prince couldn't get me change my name papa
Kunta Kinte a slave again, no sir
Picture black sayin', 'Oh, yes a master'
Picture Lil' Kim dating a pastor
Minnie Me and Big Ren can out last ya
Who is the best, I don't have to ask ya
When I come out you won't even matter
Why you act dumb like 'Uh, duh'
So you act dumb like 'Uh, duh'
As the drummer boy go ba-rom-pop-pom-pom
Give you some-some-some of this Cinnabun
Is it worth it, let me work it
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it
If you got a big ＊＊＊, let me search it
And find out how hard I gotta work ya
(Come on)
To my fellas
I like the way you work that
To my ladies
You sure know how to work that
3.Bring the Pain
'Are we on the air？'
[beat from Method Man's original 'Bring the Pain' starts
playing]
Uhh, uhh .. {HA？}
Uhh {HA？} uhh {HA？}
Uhh, this is - uhh, a Missy Elliott - uhh, exclusive
Uh-huh.. woo!!
And I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain
Ooh baby, what's your name？ {HA？}
I love the way you're spittin the game
You made me change from thinkin all guys the same
You the type of guy I wanna marry in months
Got exactly what I want {HA？}
And ain't no fakin the funk
Your attitude is funk and you're makin me crunk (c'mon)
Yes it's real baby
Got me so crazy
Light my fire dirty
Like the way you serve me
Stimulate my body
Crunk just like a party
Ohh, you won't be sorry
My papi, I'm yo' mami
I'm in your life to come and let you explore {HA？}
And take you on a tour
The kind of guys that be talkin that noise
Is the reason I ignore {UH-HA!}
And you the one I wanna take to MEET MOMS
'He's a rap superstar' {UH-HA!}
I wanna be the one, you like
I'm sure to do you right
Is it real hon, if it's really real (let's chill)
Maybe pop an X pill (how does sex feel？)
Come and get your next thrill (you the raw deal)
Yo I'm sayin if your man won't (Mr. Meth will)
That's amore', all day, mind over matter
And my forte' is foreplay, sex on a platter
Have it your way, then who, serve you everything on the menu
And all that freak shit that you into
Sweet lady, you drive me half crazy
Maybe, we can go half on a baby (on a baby？)
Poppa got a brand new bag
Hidden in the stash of his brand new Jag
Lovely, kick your shoes off and get comfy
We can bump uglies if you ain't got your monthly
Yes I, like 'American Pie'
Tell 'em M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter-Y
M-E-T-H-O-D, Man
M-I-S-S-Y, I am
I came came to bang bang the boogie
I see you lookin to bang out my nookie
You want my cookies I baked for you rookies
Work hard they want me to bang bang and stick me
If you want my nookie you got to come quickly
M-E-T-H-O-D is ya wit me？
4.Gossip Folks
Yo, yo yo move out of the way
We got missy Elliott coming through
Girl that is missy Elliott she lost a lot of weight
Girl I heard she eats one cracker a day
Oh well I heard the bitch was married to Tim and started fucking
with Trina
I heard the bitch got hit with three zebras and a monkey
I can't stand the bitch no way
When I walk up in the piece
I ain't gotta even speak
I'm a bad mamajama goddammit motherfucker you ain't gotta like
me
How you studying these hoes
Need to talk what you know
And stop talking bout who I'm sticking and licking jus mad it
ain't yours
I know ya'll poor ya'll broke
Ya'll job jus hanging up clothes
Step to me get burnt like toast
Muthafuckas adios amigos
Halves halves wholes wholes
I don't brag I mostly boast
From the VA to the LA coast
Iffy kiffy izzy oh
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
I'm driving I'm glad and I'm styling
in these muthafuckas eyes did you see it？
I'm gripping these curbs
Skuur, did ya heard
I love em, my fellas, my furs
I fly like a bird
Chicken heads on the prowl
Who you trying fuck now
Naw you ain't getting loud
Better calm down for I smack your ass down
I need my drums bass high
Has to be my snare strings horns and
I need my Tim sound
right, left
Izzy kizzy looky here
I don't go out my house shorty
You just waiting to see
Who gon roll up in the club and then report that next week
Just wanna see who I am fucking boy
Sniffing some coke
I know by the time I finish this line I'm a hear this on the
radio
Yeah, uh huh, okay
Once upon a time in College 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 lifted a hands
So he went about his business and devised a plan
Made a CD and then he hit the block
50 thousand sold
Seven dollars a pop
Hold the phone
Three years later
Steeped out the swamp
With ten and a half gators
All around the world on the microphone
Leaving the booth smelling like Burberry cologne
Still riding chrome
Got bitches in the kitchen
Never home alone
And he's on the grind
Please let me know if he's on your mind
And respect you'll give me
Ludacris I live loud just like Timmy
Fuck, have to clear these rumors
I got a headache and it's not from tumors
Get up on my lap and get my head sucked tight
Sprayed so I never let the bed bugs bight
Hard to the core
Core to the right
Drop down turn around pick a bale of cotton
Yo, straight up Missy killed that shit tonight for real
I know I know, I don't even care about her beign preganant by
Michael Jackson
You know what we should do
We should go get her alvum when it comes out
There she go, there she go, there she
Heeeey Misssy
Hi Missy？
What's up fools？
You think I aint knowin yall broke Milli Vanilli
Jay Jay fan wannabes aint over here gossiping bout me？
Yo how bout you buff these Pumas for 20 cents so your lights
wont get cut off
You soggy 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!
5.Back in the Day
'Brothers and sisters!
Brothers and sisters, I don't know what this world is coming
to!'
Yes, uhh
One for the butters, I came from the gutter
No I came from my mother but y'all know what I mean
Hov' is here to stay like permanent crease in your jeans
Me and Missy be the new +Tag Team+
'Whoomp! There It Is'
We like, Rae ＆ Ghost, A.G. and Showbiz
We 'Public Enemy #1,' our 'Uzi Weighs a Ton'
What happened to those good old days？ {HA？}
When hip-hop, was so much fun
Ohh, house parties in the summer y'all (c'mon)
And no one, came through with a gun
It was all about the music y'all
It helped.. to relieve some stress {HA？}
Ohh, we was under one groove y'all (y'all)
So much love {HA？} between North and West
Go back in the day
British Knights and gold chains
Do the prep and cabbage patch
And wear your laces all fat
Back in the dayyyyyyyy, hey hey
Hip-Hop has chaaaanged
Remember when we used to battle？ (uh-huh)
On the block {HA？} before the lights came on
Ohh! Mama said we would be straight A kids (c'mon)
If we did our homework, like we knew those Songs
Salt-N-Pepa, Rakim, and P.E. {HA？}
D.M.C, and Heavy D
Yes! Daddy Kane, Slick Rick too (oh-OOH!)
MC Lyte ('Paper Thin') opened, doors for you and me, c'mon
Young! J. Bizzy, let's do it again nigga
Grew up the way it oughta be
From day KRS-One all the way up to 'Nineteen Naughty Three'
To M.O.P., we 'Cold as Ice'
Nigga we rock it from the 'Dre Day' to the Suge Knight
So fuck Chuck Phillips and Bill O'Reilly
If they try to stop hip-hop, we all gon' rally nigga
Post Biggie and 'Pac I gotta hold down the city
Make a nigga wanna 'holla' like Missy, but fuck it
Just let a nigga MC
The best rapper alive, unquestionably
If you rip on your +EP+ you gonna need an +MD+
So 'You Gots to Chill' cause I 'Kill at Will'
like solid water dude; y'all niggaz don't get it
'Kill at Will,' solid water？ Ice Cube
Ha ha, that's how hip-hop has evolved
Jay-Z's for President, I'm namin Ra as the National God
Me and Jigga, Jigga J-J-Jay-Hova
I rocks the mic right whether I'm pissy drunk or sober
Misdemeanor fo'-finger ringer I'm stupid FRESH
I've been hot since LL rocked the Kangol HAT
Yes yes, the yes yes, the yes y'alln
C'mon... AW YEA, AW YEA
Okay, me, that nigga Jigga, fresh dressed in the mornin
C'mon... AW YEA, AW YEA
I wanna, go back in, time (let's go)
Feels like I, I wanna, go back in, time
Feels like I (Y'all remember 'Self Destruction'？)
I wanna, go back in, time
(Where all the rap Artists got on a record together？)
Feels like I, I wanna, go back in, time
(I used to love them days, no tension, let's go!!)
6.P＊＊＊ycat
This is another Missy Elliott exclusive
Its all for the love
But there is more things that keep a man satisfied
And I know the remedy just to cure him from
Cheating even if he tried hey
Pussy don't fail me now
I gotta turn this nigga out
So he don't want nobody else
But me and only me
Pussy don't fail me now
I gotta turn this nigga out
So he don't want nobody else
But me and only me
I know hes a man and men have intentions
To sleep with someone else
But that's why when I make love to him
Im ruling
Try to give him my best hey
Pussy don't fail me now
I gotta turn this nigga out
So he don't want nobody else
But me and only me
Pussy don't fail me now
I gotta turn this nigga out
So he don't want nobody else
But me and only me
As long as the pussy good
Its alright
Aint gotta worry about my man
Cuz he knows ma's
Is one of a kind
And that's why he keeps staying
The pussy good
Its alright
Aint gotta worry about my man
Cuz he knows ma's
Is one of a kind
And that's why he keeps staying
Look ma
Yea you got the bomb and work
That prissy stuff
Glad it aint the gushy stuff
That gushy stuff？
I don't like the mushy butts
I wish we was
Like comfy over Jennifer
Him and her
Too much like I and we
And what that mean？
We just love the booty
All we see in 3D is um
Booty booty booty booty
Oh really
Do me, do me, do me, do me
Run through me like flood go through an IV
That's good ill make sure you never will leave
Can I put my booty booty
Up in your spaghetti？
Daddy
Are you ready for sacary from me
Pussy gushy mushy what more you want from me
7.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
dialatin'
Radio 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 delayin'
I hope you did some praying cause when i come swayin'
Pop 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 chea'
Yeah, 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
8.Play That Beat
(This is a Missy Elliott exclusive)
When you wanna go around the world (I'm ready)
And if you want me to fight your ex-girl for you (I'm ready
If you need me to cook you meals (I'm ready)
And if you want me to come and chill with you boy (Suga' I'm
ready)
You don't know how you got me
I've never been in so, but not me
I was always told not to be
Givin' up the (cat) easy
Something you do reminds me
Friends be tryin' to stop me
They can't believe you got me
When you need a backrub from working all day (I'm ready)
Uh when you need a chick to come over right away (I'm ready)
(Like this)
When you need me to wash your clothes boy (I'm ready)
When you need me on the phone to curse out the hoes (Suga' I'm
ready)
Boy there ain't none quite like you
Ask me and I'll always do
Cuz' I got this thing for you
You know what a little (cat) can do
I'm ready when your baby momma trips
So just call me come in doin' backwards flips
My darling
Would you like me bust her lips
Cuz' I'm ready, show you I'm the realest chick
And I love you
I'll do what you want me to do
I said I love you
For you I'm more than a crew
I'm Mrs. Do-right
Can't go wrong with me
I said R-E-D-Y
Always on time
Uh, come on
9.Nothing Out There for Me
There ain't nothing out there...
A Missy Elliott Exclusive
I know one thing
Beyonce better not answer this phone
Her and the ladies in free
I ain't got no money either shoot
We 'posed to been at the club
Ooh
Hello？
Beyonce! I know you ain't letting that broke down insecure L.L.
Cool J wanna be nigga keep you in the house for another Friday.
Just..Just go ahead I'ma stay here wit my man. Ain't notin out
there for me.
My man don't like my friends
(Girl your man ain't no good why he tryin to keep you in？)
He says they influence me
(If I was an influence Id'a been said leave)
But boy I love him so
(Girl we late for the club, why you still don't wanna roll？)
Cuz I got my prize right here
(But see the guys at the party!)
Ain't nothing out there for me
Ain't nothing about there for me
This is where I wanna be
I dun already been in the streets
And I aint came across nothin' so sweet
He's the only man that I love
And I don't need more than one
So don't worry when I'm hanging out
He's the only one that I am thinking about!
I know he's insecure
Everytime I leave out the door
(and you letting him spoil your night？ Live your life, you aint
even his wife)
He ain't gotta worry about me
Cus I got something more sweet
(Oh you must got a diamond ring)
And I know I'm so lucky
Aint nothin'
Ain't nothing about there for me
This is where I wanna be
I dun already been in the streets
And I aint came across nothin' so sweet
He's the only man that I love
And I don't need more than one
So don't worry when I'm hanging out
He's the only one that I am thinking about!
And I love him
He's my baby for sure
I a sure him that
I love him more than ever before
And he don't bore me and his love like the time that we met
I adore him
And no man has come closer than that
Ain't nothing out there for me
Ain't nothing about there for me
This is where I wanna be
I dun already been in the streets
And I aint came across nothin' so sweet
He's the only man that I love
And I don't need more than one
So don't worry when I'm hanging out
He's the only one that I am thinking about!
Look you goin or what？
Go ahead I'ma stay here with my man
Ain't nothing out there for me
Its a lotta guys with cash and they like to spend money fast
Now is your sure about that？
I'm chillin with my man
What part don't you understand？
Yeah I'm sure about that
I think you should really go
I heard the party is outta control
Make sure you sure about that
I don't care about no club
Cus my man is all I love
Yeah I'm sure about that
Don't let him blow your high
Go out and have a nice time
Now is ya sure about that？
Girl I do not get high, and with him I spend all my time
Yeah I'm sure about that
Ok stay wit your man ill be at the club doing my dance...
Oh..
(you're the only one I'm thinking about)
10.Slide
My twinkies looks stanky on the benz
and don't I gotta look shweet for my mens
i make em think i got a whole bunch of paper
and even they the ball player from the lakers
now faker taker maker holla at cha later
shake and wake up tell em what to get my ass from Jacobs
that's the way a real diva like to floss it
but a car no matter what it costess
of course its my rolls royce's made dem nosses
tell you who the muthafuckin' boss is
I'ma drive and you walkin that's why you talkin
see the chrome spinning on the wheel stop jockin'
I'ma let you know real nice and slow I'll be broke as a joke
if I had to be your ho so po'
Missy on the rise like the sun if you think
that I'm done I ain't even begun
Slide slide dip shake
Move it all around, move it all around
Slide slide dip dip shake
move it all around move it all around
Feel the boom bass to get you bad kit
15's putting holes in you back kit
bo bo boom, bo bo boom, bo bo boom, bo bo boom
don't it sound so fantastic
my lamborghini disappear like houdini
2 20 cant see me in a bottle like a genie
Teenie, Weenie
Now hate me like you hate to eat your wheaties.
Now here's a freebie
I'ma let you see my on t.v.
except that my emmy autogrammy in miama
I hit you with the 1-2 whammie
you know tooth granny with a hole in her panties
and i don't give a shit if you can stare me cause
I is what I is and what I am is like my mamey
and I don't mean to sound to peti
but they used to call me fatty
till I got with puff daddy
Slide slide dip shake
Move it all around, move it all around
Slide slide dip dip shake
move it all around move it all around
My rims keep turnin and turnin
tires burnin through queens and mouths burning (rrrr)
and yes it's my concern that
you chain platinum or is it really sterlin'？
I'm old school, I rock da sherlin
from new jers. heard all the way to berlin
and as for certain behind every curtain
there's a snake bitch lerkin and she about to catch a hurtin
mr. moles on da beats
and missy be the beats behind the beats
my record sales don't jump and do leaps and
while you sleep i'm on the grind as a creep
Sho-creep!
I got puma's on my feet
fresh gear, eryday all week
you know I keep a high from a peeps never cheap
underground like the streets (oh-oh)
Slide slide dip shake
Move it all around, move it all around
Slide slide dip dip shake
move it all around move it all around
11.Funky Fresh Dressed
This is a Misdemeanor exclusive
If your radio is experiencing any kind of difficulties
Turn the volume up
Yes, turn the volume up
Yes, turn the volume up
This is an exclusive (Turn the volume up)
It's very necessary, on the contray
No you do not scare me, is you drinkin' Bloody Mary？
But shit, you betta hurry, before I have to bury
My attitude is bitchy, cuz my period is heavy
I used to drive a Chevy, put twenties on that baby
My nigga was the shit, but then that stupid nigga left me
And now I'm lovin' Larry, but Larry go with Terri
And Terri is a freak, but it's his baby she will carry
The life he live's a fairy, cartoon like 'Tom and Jerry'
My flow is legendary and your style is temporary
Yeah, you need to worry, like Jason, it gets scary
The words that I spit don't fit in that category
Is my vision blurry？ My speech is very slurry
Me without Tim is like Jamaicans with no curry
And yes, it's necessary, so hurry, nigga, hurry
Cuz when this album drops, you whack MC's will all get burried
Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party
Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)
Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party
Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)
Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party
Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)
Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party
Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)
Your style's very crummy, that's why you have no money
You always looking bummy, I don't care if you don't love me
Don't try to come before me, unless you are a dummy
Repeat, you'll lose your teeth and I would hate to call you
gummy
Rainy or sunny, battle no way, honey
This not a game of Hide-and-Seek, go call ya mummy
It's about get so ugly, and I'ma keep y'all runnin'
Hiding from me, cuz you know you are weak
You ain't sayin' nothin', I keep it jumpin' jumpin'
In your Kenwoods, I'm bumpin' sumthin' in ya trunk'n
You can say I'm buggin', cuz when I come out bustin'
That's why y'all be discussin' who I like and who I'm fuckin'
C'mon, c'mon
C'mon, c'mon
C'mon, c'mon
Fickidy, uh, uh, uh
C'mon, c'mon
C'mon, c'mon
I had a little homie named Paul Revere
Smokes blunt after blunt, guzzled 40's of beer
He would swear up and down every first of the year
He was gon' quit smokin', but he never did
Watch y'all huskey, it's about that time
Gettin' ready for the club 'round quarter til' nine
Couple bottles of hypnotic in the back of the ride
Might spit like a girl, but I hit like a guy
Me and Missy ballin' up the avenue
Funky fresh dressed to impress, we mackin' dudes
Music biz only reason I ain't jackin fools
You know bullshit walk and stackin' rules
Shit keeps drawin', the streets keep callin'
Drink til' I'm nice and uh, uh-uh, on'n
I'm bad luck, y'all mad cuz y'all suck
Please do not try to fuck with young duck
Please do not try to fuck with young duck
12.Ain't That Funny
This is another Missy Elliot exclusive
I remember when yo ass was broke, so in love wit me
You were always at home, always talkin bout
'loan me this, loan me that, now gimme gimme'
And then ya got doe, and decide ya wanna leave
Gotta few chicks checkin for ya now, huh, you forgot about me
(Ain't it funny)
When ya man gets money
I bet you can't find him
But when he come home beggin
You can't deny him
Where he at when you need him？
(he's out lookin cute)
But when he need a few dollers
He know who to run to
We would go out, I had to pay for everything
I never had to worry about you fuckin 'round
You used to tell me 'Yea I love ya, No one above ya'
Then I bought you clothes, I made ya look like a king
Then the girls started flirtin wit ya ass, huh, and you forgot
about me
(Ain't it funny)
I'll be the one you runnin to
when yo pockets is low
And you outta cash flow
And the chicks don't want you no mo'
Be the one you runnin to
When you got no mo' gas
In those buses, catchin cabs
And the chicks don't see you no mo'
13.Swing Your Partner
You ready B？
Lets go get'um.
Look for me young B crusin down the west side highway.
Doing what we like to do your way. Eyes behind shade,
this necklace the reason all of my dates been blind dates.
But today I got my thourest girl with me, I'm mashin the
gas, shes grabbin the wheel. Its true to the heart, she
rides with me the new Bobby and Whitney the only time we don't
speak is during 'sex and the city' she gets carrie fever but as
soon as the show is over shes right back to being my soulger.
Cause mommy's a rider and I'm a roller put us together how they
gonna stop both us. Whatever she lacks I'm right over her
sholder
when I'm off track mommy is keeping my focused.
So lets lock this down like supposed to be the 0-3 Bonnie and
Clide
Hove and B.
(holla)
(chorus)
All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend.(me and
my girfriend)
Down to ride till the very end is me and my boyfriend.(me and my
boyfriend)
All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend.(me and
my girlfriend)
Down to ride till the very end is me and my boyfriend(me and my
boyfriend)
The problem is..
You dudes treat the one that your lovin with the same respect
that your
treat the one that your hopin. That ain't about nothin.
If your ever mad about somthin it won't be that. Oh no it won't
be that.
With no be-atch, Oh no you won't see that.
And no I ain'perfect nobodys walking the earth surfaces but
girkfriend work
with the 'kid I keep you workin at Hermain Burginbag, monolo
bline
timbs,aveaterlins,600 drops,
her cades benz. The only time you where burbery to swim.
And I don't have to worry, only worry is him, she do anything
nessesary
for him. And i'll do anything nssesary for her so don't let the
nessesary occur!
(yep)
(chorus x2)
If I was your girlfrind. I'll be there for you. If somebody
hurts you even if
somebody takes you away from me.(yeah-hee)
Some times I trip on how happy we could be.
So I put this on my life. Nobody or nothing will ever come
between us.
And I promis to give my life and all of my trust if you were my
boyfriend.
I'll put this on my life. The air that I breath in all that I
believe.
And I promis to give my life and all of my trust if you were my
boyfriend.
(chorus x2)
14.Can You Hear Me？
This is the information for
For where you can send the flowers
Its for Aaliyah
Ill give you the phone number in case you need it
Ok we'll see you
Take care of yourself
I love you
Bye bye
I been checkin on your moms and dad
And your brother sister since the day you left
Passed on and went away with God
But for your mom its been
So damn hard
I hate to even hear her cry
Aaliyah she asked me why
Would a baby girl go this way
Can you give me better words to say
One day she'll see you again
With the same old beautiful smile
Long hair and the voice of a hummingbird
You'll be singing them same old Songs
Aalyiah can you hear me
I hope that you're proud of me
Me and Tim we been doing our thing
But Its never been the same
Since you had to go
I aint never met a friend
More incredible
I know you in real good hands
With God but damn I miss you
Aayliah if you see Left Eye will you tell her
That me and Boz miss her too
Cuz no ones gunna fill her space
TCL not replace
Yall the reasons we learned to love
Fly high with your 22 doves
One day we'll see her again
With the same old beautiful smile
Crazy but sexy cool
She'll be rapping them same old Songs
Lisa can you hear me
We hope that you're proud of us
TLC has come along way
But its never been the same
Since you had to go
Cuz the healing process will be long and slow
Aaliyah I know you in a safer place
You face to face with the creator
And Ill make up
And if you and Left-Eye have been to chat tell her
Me and Teone we know that she much safer
If you see Biggie Smalls up in the clouds tell him
Hes still the illest MC we had around
2pac there is only one
Big Pun RIP we say one
One day we'll see yall again
With the same old beautiful smiles
All styles so many styles
And yall be doing the same old things
The last time we seen ya
We hope yall can change the world
Let them see how short life be
It would never be the same since you had to go
To the music world yall are incredible
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