Lyrics:
My crew run wild like the Jamaicans in Kingston
Nuttin' but bling-bling in your face, boy
That's why my neck shine like one of the shirts that Puffy
(Woah)
None of these niggas is real like it's Disney (Woah)
Sip out the drank out the cup and it's fizzy (Yeah)
Shawty not Elliott, she ain't my Missy
that's a big big definite
I got my Rain suit on like missy elliott
She's pretty sexy yet soo damn confident
Compliments compliments that's nothin new to 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
of my universe
They say J N, "I support it!"
Shut the fuck up now you the first
To lie to my face, I tried to be nice
And by God's grace, y'all ain't died
Put my orange socks on, got a nigga bouncin Now a nigga dancin, like I'm Zoe Mountain
Now it's time to cash in, I be steady countin
I could make
I just been rolling through the city
Solo looking pretty
Check my rear view clear vision
This missy on a mission
This missy on a mission
You don't
Man lives
In a sun lit world
Of what he believes to be reality
But
There is unseen by most
An underworld that is just as real
But not
and I wanna leave but I can't
Body high like a thousand miles up in the sky, goddamn
He using words I never heard, I'm looking at my friend
He macking
Hennessey for your jealousy
We sayin cheers
222 tattoo in blue
I flew
Indigo rude
Cuz they don't know they screwed
Proud of my crew
Thankful for the plug
a super tan
That can deactivate my body like the super friends uh huh
Nicole (Missy):
Was the finest guy in school (say what)
He got the whole
As a woman in my arena your light doesn't make mine any dimmer
Dear Missy
I did not grow up to be you
But I did grow up to be me
And to be in love with who
tell me what it's gon' be
Young nigga chop it up 223
Come to the D, don't hit OGs
And my advice is stay low-key
Bitch we great, bitch we great,
that's ya bitch wit ya
he's my man in 2 so lets switch up
And we be lookin at each other, get the picture
And my body not Beyonce, but big girls we
you drinks
(Fellas) Up in this club, girls don't stick guys for free
(Everybody) Up in this club, it could be hats, Timbers and jeans
[Missy
to go down
Handsome anthems in fashion
Echo through your glass mansion
You throw rocks for reaction
But baby how 'bout
Cha fuck me up
Missy get my freak
bitches goin' fuck tonight
Grab the rubbers and the weed, I got the Champaign and the ice
And if you come in my room, your commin' to fuck
Take your
Silence when I spit it out
Spit sound in your face
Open your mouth, give you a taste
Holla, ain't no stoppin' me
Copywritten, so don't copy me
Y'all do it,
hand missy top tier fair I'll be sweating in this tune for your rear she put her name on my manners like I need her she change a 1 2 step to put a work
frown
They always leave when I'm around
A Missy Elliott
Is my hip-hop lady
She sang us a Coasters' song
"Charlie Brown" maybe
All the girls in my
don't want to see me with nobody she can't stand me
I keep a condon in my pocket cause they come in handy
I'm a squirrel looking for nut you can call me
when I should rip this cat
[Nicole Ray- Verse 1]
My man he don't call me anymore
We don't even kiss
Am I his fool
What must I do
To keep him loving me
I might be young but I know a lot
This is my time look at the clock
I'm claustraphobic get outta my box
Feel like wick commin in hot
I might be
felt the pain
It was nockin down my flesh by the pound
But that's what happens
when you be fuckin around in the graveyard, dawg
Come
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