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I be the best don't second guess
When it comes to other rappers bout it boy get flexed
When I say I'm tight as wife beaters
Missy bout to teach
My place or not
Mouth doing a lot
Tell me do you speak cock
My chatter box
Got girls like I'm Brock
Eat man like pac
Get your freak on Missy Elliott
Yeah, Yeah! Check it
Yeah!
Now I'm in the 9th inning
Thought I fell off, I ain't quite finished
Yeah, I'm 'bout to put my foot in it
Talk wit'
Be a leader, so me go and follow 'er
Missy Elliott, that's who II
Can't survive me ha
People fly, he he he he ha
Party people punchin', put your hands
P. Diddy, and Missy Elliott
Remix (Yo!)
I got my bottle of Mo
My double shot of Jack and I play the background
Remix (Yo!)
Until I see something
Now
Two-face bitches pop out when it's dark
I ain't finna waste time if I don't feel a spark on sight
That pussy gon' make me wan' fight
Gotta go,
don't cry
I had visions of Missy with her money by the tub
Ching-ching! Jackpot, I think I'm in love
I'm looking for Missy now so I can get my back
mornin' breath
Whoops! Might burp in ya face again
My friend don't get offended, m-K?
I'm the realest girl in the game and no I ain't pretendin'
Yeah I
This is another Missy Elliott exclusive (uh, come on)
It's all for the love
But there is more things that keep a man satisfied (oh, come on)
at the beach
Weird but it was beautiful
Flying in a dream, stars by the pocketful
You wanting me tonight feels impossible
But it's coming down, no sound,
[Chorus: Kandi (Missy)]
why y'all don't really want to fuck with me
My click D double E to the P
(Ah!) I put two in ya side
Flow in ya doe in ya
D, Monopoly I be that property
And I go to the car and knock out a few Ferrari's
And I be yo boss boss that's bosser
Beaters in my closet
Missy
Hey you niggah!
Tell me what the issue, all up in the booty like tissue
Could it be missy oh so vicious, make you so suspicious
I been known
it was Grandma' who
spoke
"Bye, bye Missy, be gone forever
The beautiful fireplace in the kitchen
will do"
I saw Missy struggling in Grandma'
knives in his back
Every time he opens up
You say "He gotta be strong if wou want to be a man"
Mr. I don't know how you can have
Sweet dreams
Sweet
ask is don't take our love
For granted, 'cause, granted (that's all I ask, baby)
My love for you is real (oh) (yeah)
If you don't love me
Somebody
This is a Missy Elliot exclusive
I keep coming back to you
And I ask myself why
Hey, guess I love that nigga too much
Just don't waste up my
gun store on the bus
Missy Elliott, come and sex me
Hoppin' off a jet, to a cheque, to a jet-ski
I beatbox a nigga like the music
I'm thuggin' in my
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
keep my cool
I pretend I'm not in
Everytime you come too near
I'm such a fool 'cause
This love is true
And if I don't tell you
Someone else surely
Me no never care, so me shake me pom-pom
Me a leader, so me don't follow 'er
Missy Elliott, that's who I-I
Back it up, back it up, ¿Qué será mirá?
yeah, baby
Rain on me
Living in a world where no one's innocent
Oh, but at least we try
Gotta live my truth, not keep it bottled in
So I don't lose
Magoo word
You know what I'm saying? I'm putting this man down
'Cause he got it like that, don't bite him
And of course Missy Elliott
We put it
around
By the fire in your eyes
I've seen your face a thousand times
Every day we've been apart
I don't care about the sunshine, yeah
'Cause mama,
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