Lyrics:
ain't the one to compare to
Now she was saying
[Chorus Two: Missy Elliott]
See the ass? Touch me right there
Wanna touch my nookie baby? Touch me
Yo, yo, move out of the way
We got Missy Elliott coming through
Girl, that is Missy Elliott (yes), she lost a lot of weight
I heard she eat one
Yo, yo, move out of the way
We got Missy Elliott coming through
Girl, that is Missy Elliott (yes), she lost a lot of weight
I heard she eat one
featuring Missy Elliott
[Missy]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
ooh, ooh
1-2 (hehe)
Coko (uh huh)
Coko, uh huh, yo, Misdemeanor here
1-2 (hit me)
1-3 (hit me)
the back seat
I shoot, you run like a track meet
I fuck, she calling me daddy, bitch
I'm the man. I'm feeling like Shawty Lo
Serving gas, I feel like
(what?)
She said this (uh-huh) and he said that (uh-huh)
And he said that Timbaland can't rap (what?)
But I don't care because I make dope tracks (what?)
(what?)
She said this (uh-huh) and he said that (uh-huh)
And he said that Timbaland can't rap (what?)
But I don't care because I make dope tracks (what?)
I don't flex
Cut the shit
Take a breath
I am blessed
I am blessed baby boy Elliott when I'm stressed I take a breath
Cut out all that other shit mane
in amongst the drama
My mother an abusive suicidal alcoholic
And she's come a really long way
She's just abusive
I don't talk to that bitch today
But
to part two, this is it
Alchemist with the bitch, Alchemist puts
A hand on the blouse, tracks
Goes down the skirt, she leaves
Work, she leaves for you
after school, middle school, Dances
Y'all niggas know who the fucking best is
Mad Skillz, I'm on your ass
Missy Elliott, I'm on your ass
D'Angelo, Chris
You see the whiskey
Had them girls feelin' frisky
You was with me, she said
"Who's your sensei?"
And even if they wanna get busy
And freaky like Missy
never trippin
She really go as far as the distance
Said that's how a g
Once before me
Told me
Said that's how it be
When you by
Your lonely
Ain't nobody
the futuristic unpredicted by the psych (Uh huh)
Either nigga's vibe or they make shit light (Whew)
Hip to the hop when I came in the do' (What?)
Missy went
Fucking your bitch
In the back of the whip
That lil bish got the tip
You could've got this if you were fit
She a lil brat, she got the lip
I was
money
In the billions like I'm Diddy
Got yo lil bitch bend her over
And she say G Peso frisk me
When I leave her then she miss me
And she bet not try
Remix, Free
Remix, Busa Bus
Missy
Lil Scrappy lets go
Hey Shorty
I like the way you ass it up
I'm only whisperin' 'cause I'm just tryin'
outta D.C
She got us all reminiscing
When she be hitting that CC
And she be rapping like she Missy
Got a main chick, but I need a side hoe
Ass so fat,
Christie's
Another one was the cookbook by Missy
Another was a golden doodle off wish
And finally I gave him Filet-O-Fish, I'm rich
I got money that I can make
Cause life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we get high
Cause you never know when you're gonna go, but I really hope that we see 2024
I'm way
New clothes, new chain, new clothes aye
Who this
Missy Elliot lean in my jeep bitch who this? ( Supa dupa fly who this)
Beep beep bitch
Who this
New
not around
Yea now I'm sliding thru
The town in this 2 seater
I got yo bitch wit me
And she a eater
Yea she a demon
She keep tugging on my jeans
Got her
Remix, Free
Remix, Busa Bus
Missy
Lil Scrappy lets go
Hey Shorty
I like the way you ass it up
I'm only whisperin' 'cause I'm just tryin' to fuck
Ooh,
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