[Verse 1] Tell you what I did last night I came home, say, around a quater to three Still so high Hypnotized In a trance From the start it, so buttery
This is another Missy Elliott exclusive It's all for the love But there is more things that keep a man satisfied And I know the remedy just to cure him
yes i cheated, i admit it i make choices that i never thought about guess i did it for the pleasure but i never thought this day would come around and
Music I met him in the Bahamas, I love that persona Switch it marijuana, you freaky call me Madonna Lay on the bed he follow, bone him until tomorrow
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
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 bang
Beware, you're now listening To the sounds of Mis-Demeanor Turn everything up, all the levels All the fuckin' levels Missy be the name Missy be the name
[Intro - Beyonce] Fighting temptation [Missy] Yo Beyonce, Free, MC Lyte, y'all ready Let it put it down for the clubs [Beyonce + Missy + Free + MC Lyte
You are my fire The one desire Believe when I say I want it that way But we are two worlds apart Can't reach to your heart When you say That I want it
3000 baby, raunchy, raunchy Good riddance, to niggas and bitches bullshittin' I house MC's like baths and full kitchens, ready or not Doc,hood lynchin
Ho! Ho Ho! Ho, go, go! Ho! Ho Ho! Ho, go, go! I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm really really Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot Let me holla at the DJ Come on DJ, put that
[Missy] Yeahhayyy, yeahhh [Havoc] Yeah, uh-huh [Missy] Yah.. [Missy] Yeahhayyy, yeahhayyy! [Havoc] Yeah.. fo' sho' [Missy] Yeahh! Yah.. [Missy] Mmmm-mmm
Hey yo, Nelly, this is fire What ya talkin' 'bout girl? Let's make it hot for the clubs Missy, this is fire, th-th-this is fire, this is fire Down south
Music make you lose control Music make you lose control Let?s go, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Here we go now, here we go now Here we go now, here we
the dick fall dead I'm just hopin, I can get a chance to poke it myself Yeah, for shizzle Mrs, Thizzle My pager number (877 for Petey Pizzle) [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Missy Elliott
But but that nigga R. Kelly he got one of the illest lines when he say "Is anybody feelin' freaky?" Man up yep, good to go Elephant Man and Missy Elliott
Slim Shady Slim Shady Slim Shady Well, I do pop pills, I keep my tube socks filled And pop the same shit that got Tupac killed Spit game to these hoes
Tush Lyrics [Intro: Missy Elliott] Oohhh... This that fire! Ghostface and Missy [Ghostface Killah] Somebody tell that girl that her ass too big I
