MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
missy elliott - 4 my man
Like your name is missy elliot, my name is fantasia burrino, and what i can give you, is fantasia burrino. holla at ya girl
2005 woooo
Wake up in the mornin wit my man next to me, up all night like we been on that ectasy, mixed wit hennessey he got the remedy ya my nigga inta me i cant say it simpily, we take a quick b4 the hour conversation, time ta hav relation love makin in tha basement, smack it up flip it up crush it, one minute two minute i was no question, who would ever think that i would be givin up tha goodies, walkin round naked in a pair of pink footies, jus like them hoes at the shows, half dressed clothes doin whateva who knows, nah i only get freaky with him, no menaja twas not freaky wit dem, its just me and my man, yes simply me and my man
(fantasia)
(chorus)
4 my man, ill do whateva
What i feel, this love it make me do thangs, make me thangs
My man, our loves forever
What i feel, this love, it wont neva change
Im neva insecure when we not togetha, even tho he tell me he in love wit ciara, im from a new era and i bring terror to any chick who check my fella when we together, so, he treat me like his cinderella, protect me from tha storm like he muh umbrella, this fella deserve im a stella, he be a rockafella, not jay-z n dane but tha charm on a chain, he platinum, take a roll lick his forty, e backin ? hit a stack and keep trackin ill fax them, if i cant find his ass and his ass outta gas he only gettin one pass, okay, my man, my man and nobody elses, damn right, i hope ya'll felt this, oh ladies round tha coasts, ya better get focues before you eva try to approach him
(chorus)
See when you in love you might have to fight, dont say you wont neva say you wont, u might get real mad wanna act all bad act up in tha street a few chicks ya gotta beat cuz they disresepect, clockin ya man from his feets to his neck, ya gotta let em know thats a no no, slap em real slow with a right blow which eva way you go but keep it gangsta, show these bitches that ya yank em, yank em point blank em top rank em, i ride for my nigga, abd im happy with tha trigga, yea how you figure, my man say it time again say my man, my man again say my man, just me and my man, simply me and my man
(chorus)
missy elliott - bad man
[intro: vybz kartel]
Yo, what some more feel like
Dem know seh when dem see missy elliott and vybz kartel
Dem career nuh start well, gunshot send dem to hell, forty five askel
[missy elliott]
Woo!!! ha!!!! sak passe?!!!
Woo woo woo woo!!! ha!!! ahhh!!!!!
[verse 1: missy elliott]
What dem do dem rude badman (badman)
Dem nuh want mi shoot badman (badman)
Tell dem, dem be one dead man (badman)
If dem (?) boy play badman
Smash di place, smash di place, smash di place, smash di place (woo!!!)
Smash di place, smash di place, smash di place, smash di place (ha!!!)
What dem do dem rude bad gal (bad gal)
Dem get shot dem play bad gal (bad gal)
Body drop dem not bad gall (woo!!!)
When dem stop gimme pop bad girl (ha!!!!)
Knock dem out, knock dem out, knock dem out, knock dem out
Knock dem out, knock dem out, knock dem out, knock dem out
[bridge: missy elliott]
Drums!!!! woo!!! drums!!!
[verse 2: vybz kartel] (*missy elliott)
Like a nozzle plus a hippie, yeah, vybz kartel and missy, yeah
Playa hater punk a get kicked until dem dizzy
If yuh real badman nuh fraid fi buss gun (*woo!!!)
When mi a come up don't stand up just run
Mi mek blood stain fi get a custom
(blocka blocka!!!!) first serve to first come (*ha!!!!)
Ak rifle this mi long gun
Magnum four four caliber mi hand gun
One shot shift dock couple plane land down (*ha!!!!)
Bulletproof buss up like a condom
General real badman, we a di general real badman
Decorated with hearts of metal, we have a hand that's made of metal
General real badman, we a di general real badman
Decorated with hearts of metal, we have a hand that's made of metal
[bridge: missy elliott] (vybz kartel)
Yes! smash di place, smash di place, woo!!! (forty five askel)
[verse 3: m.i.a.] (*missy elliott)
(ho!) some bad mi nuh like to play
Dem nuh worry mi when they say
They nuh like mi mi nuh like they
I be wilder than tim mcveigh
Fuck 'em all and that's what i say
Now i see that it ain't easy
Everyone plays a part in our day
Humpty dumpty we need every piece play
Some people are rude on the low though
They gonna get shook to the floor (*woo!!!)
Some people are rude on the low though
They gonna get hurt lot more (*yes)
Some people are rude on the low though
Gonna get hit to the floor (*drums!!!)
[bridge: missy elliott]
Ha!!! fire baby!!!
[outro: missy elliott]
Dem nuh want test i dem die, bwoy mi know i dem try
Smash it up see mi nickel plated nine
Buck dem buck dem straight to mi eye
Buck dem down, buck dem down...
missy elliott - wtf
The dance that you doing is dumb
How they do where you from
Stickin' out your tongue girl
But you know you're too young
A bunch of girls do it and the shit looks fun
That's how they do it where we from
You know it don't start till one
That's how they do it where they from
I'm so faded, no exaggeration
Backs breakin' like a perculation
Boys to the yard
For some hip spankin'
Where you make it drop down it like you animated
Can't take it, them chicks been fakin'
Ya'll still sleep, better stay awakened
Hot new dance for the hood to make it
Make the dope move fast
Make them think you drinkin'
Head to the floor don't collect that though
You better huddle up cause the beat's so cold
Pop that, pop that, cock and reload
This another hit, I got an ace in the hole
Boys on my back, playa did you peep that?
You got a small stack, playa, you can keep that
I'm a big mac, make you wanna eat that
Like m-m-m-m-m, yak it to the yak
Junk in the trunk make you pumps in the bump
Girls wanna have fun make you stickin' out your tongue
The dance that you doing is dumb
How they do where you from
Stickin' out your tongue girl
But you know you're too young
A bunch of girls do it and the shit looks fun
That's how they do it where we from
You know it don't start till one
That's how they do it where they from
(Pharrell)
I come into this bitch like liquid
Drip, drip, then the business
Click, click, get the picture
Hermés, Trismegistus
Witness and get lifted
Basic, nigga I was born in the basement
Shape shift, nigga I think like a spaceship
False, oh-nah-nah-nah
I am so different than y'all
So far apart
The way that I balance the bars
I never fall
And if I do I just call
The almighty yellow star, God
Lyrically I'm Optimus Prime
Look how I drive, look at my ride
When I go by, smoke in your eyes
So open your eyes, the joke's on you guys
And you ain't gotta be a mason to see through
Some of this shit on occasion
The dance that you doing is dumb
How they do where you from
Stickin' out your tongue girl
But you know you're too young
A bunch of girls do it and the shit looks fun
That's how they do it where we from
You know it don't start till one
That's how they do it where they from
I'm like kak-a-rak-a-rak-rak-a-rak-a-rak
Make a new track, make 'em fall on they crack
Give 'em a slap, appetizer and smack
I'm so fat in the back
Make the boys all collapse
Yeah when I rap they be all on my jack
Boys wanna jump on this pussy cat
Got a new idea, let me switch it
Man, I'm so futuristic
Big lips and big, big, big hips
Body be thick like a biscuit
I'm different, rippin' shit
Microphone grippin' it
Gettin' these Benjamins
New car, whippin' it
I'm so far ahead of y'all
Man I'm on top of the stars
I don't care none of y'all are
Blah-blah-blah-blah
You best to go rewrite your bars
Shawty what?
How they do it where you from?
How they do it where you from?
That's how they do it where we from
That how they do it where they from
Shawty what?
How they do it where you from?
How they do it where you from?
That's how they do it where we from
That how they do it where they from
missy elliott - 1 min man remix f ludacris jay z amp trina
B- section:
OOO, I don't want, I don't need, I can't stand no min. man.
OOO, Here's yo chance, be a man, take my hand, understand,
I don't want no min. maaaa!
ooo!(2x)
Boy I gon' make you love me,
make you want me,
& I'm gon' give you some attention, Tonight.(tonight)
shha ooo!
Follow my intuitions,
is whatcha whishin',
See I'm gon' keep you all night,
4 a long time,
So start counting down
Chorus:
Break me off, show me whatcha got,
cuz I don't want no 1 min. man. ooo!
break me off, show me whatcha got,
Cuz I don't want no 1 min. man.
Break me off, show me whatcha got,
Cuz I don't want no 1 min. man. ooo!
Break me off show me whatcha got,
cuz I don't want no....
Tonight I'm gon' give it to you,
throw it to you,
I want you to come prepared,
ooh yes,(oh yes)
shhha ooo!
Boy it's been a long time,
A crazy long time,
And I don't want no min. man,
And that's real,
give it to me some more!
CHORUS
Ludacris: Yeah, uh, uh.
It's time to set yo clock back ,
'bout as long as you can ,
I stop daylight,
It's Ludacris,
The maintenance man,
Get yo oil changed, check fluids, & transmissions,
You 1 min. fools, you wonderin' why ya'll missing,
On the back of milk cartons and there's no rewards,
no regards, close but it's no cigars.
A hard head makes a soft ass,
A hard dick makes the sex last,
I jump in pools, and make a big splash,
water overflowing, so get yo head right,
it's all in yo mind punks so keep yo head tight,
enough with tips, and advice and thangs,
big dog, havin' women seeing stripes and thangs,
They go to sleep,
counting sheep and shit, thier body so wet,
they bodies start to leak and shit
Just cuz i'm a all nighter, shoot all fire,
Ludacris balance and rotate all tires.
B- section
Jay-Z: Bet 50 grand i get this on 1 tape
Look I'm not trying to give you love and affection,
I'm just trying to give ya 60 sec. of affection,
I'm trying to give u cab fare and directions,
Get ur independent ass out of here,
Question?
I'm not yo man not ronie romance, not rial tresvan
no ma!
I'm trying to hit you then quit in the middle of round like i'mrobeto duran
no mas!
6 am another chick in the house(put yo hands up)
6 15 another chick kicked out(put yo hands up)
Spent 1min. trying to dig her out,
the other fourteen trying to put inher mouth.
Dick too chubby,
too much to make me love you,
Now be a nice wife and run home to hubby,
Cuz we both no what were doin' is wrong,
Don't forget to put yo ring back on.
Ha hu ha hu!
B-section
Trina: uh uh, You know little mamma ain't wit dat quick shit,
U betta break me off stiff tounge or stiff dick,
1minute, 2 minutes, 3 minutes
Hell na to please me you gotta sleep in it,
I see you talk good game,
and you play hard,
But if I put this thang on you,
can you stay hard?
If not you betta keep you day job,
Cuz I'm looking for a man to make me say GOD!!!!
I'm off glass and you know this,
I'll work yo ass out like aerobics so baby stay focused,
Start off slow then speed it up,
Baby show me whatcha got,
is you a G or what
If you can't beat it up,
than eat it up,
Put a cherry on top,
whip cream it up
WHAAAA!!!!!
B-SECTION (3X)
missy elliott - 1 2 step
[Jazze Pha]
Ladies and gentlemen (ladies and gentlemen, ooh-wee)
This is a Jazze Phizzle Productshizzle (Jazze Phizzle)
Missy (Missy)
The princess is here (ooh-wee)
(She´s here) Ciara
(This beat is)
Automatic, supersonic, hypnotic, funky fresh
Work my body, so melodic
This beat flows right through my chest
Everybody, Ma and Papi came to party
Grab somebody, work your body, work your body
Let me see you 1, 2 step (here we go)
Rock it, don´t stop it
Everybody get on the floor
Crank the party up
We about to get it on
Let me see ya
1, 2 step
I love it when ya
1, 2 step
Everybody
1, 2 step
We about to get it on
(This beat is)
Outrageous, so contagious, make you crave it
(Jazze made it)
So retarded, top-charted
Ever since the day I started
Strut my stuff and yes I flaunt it
Goodies make the boys jump on it
No, I can´t control myself
Now let me do my 1, 2 step (come on)
Rock it, don´t stop it
Everybody get on the floor
Crank the party up
We about to get it on
Let me see ya
1, 2 step
I love it when ya
1, 2 step
Everybody
1, 2 step
We about to get it on
(We gon´ drop the beat like this, ooh-wee)
It don´t matter to me
We can dance slow (ladies and gentlemen)
Which ever way the beat drop
Our bodies will go (I like this)
So swing it over here, Mr. DJ (hey, hey)
And we will, we will rock you (oh yeah)
It don´t matter to me
We can dance slow (dance slow ya, ya, ya)
Which ever way the beat drop
Our bodies will go (hey, hey)
So swing over here, Mr. DJ (ladies and gentlemen)
And we will, we will rock you (wee)
[Missy]
I shake it like jello, make the boys say hello
Cause they know I´m rockin´ the beat
I know you heard about a lot of great MC´s
But they ain´t got nothing on me
Because I´m 5 foot 2, I wanna dance with you
And I´m sophisticated fun, I eat filet mignon
And I´m nice and young, best believe I´m number one (oh)
Rock it, don´t stop it
Everybody get on the floor
Crank the party up (oh)
We about to get it on
Let me see ya
1, 2 step
I love it when ya
1, 2 step
Everybody
1, 2 step
We about to get it on
Rock it, don´t stop it
Everybody get on the floor
Crank the party up
We about to get it on
Let me see ya
1, 2 step
I love it when ya
1, 2 step
Everybody
1, 2 step
We about to get it on
[Missy]
This is for the hearing impaired
A Jazze Pha production (ooh-wee, ooh-wee)
missy elliott - 330 in the morning
Oh
Well well well well, mmm
Oh ho oh oh oh ho oh
Mmm, mmm, uh uh
Oh yeah
Oh yeah yea
Verse One
Tell me why you trippin', out on me, mm
Everytime I wanna hang out
You get mad at me
Why can't I do the things, that I like to do, mmm
Why can't you put your trust in me
Like I put my trust in you
Even if I'm...
Chorus
Even if I'm out till 3:30 in the morning
I won't talk to no one, I'ma tell 'em about my honey
Even if the guys try to tip me with their money
I'ma let 'em know I'm dedicated to my honey
Verse Two
Why you wanna argue with me, all the time?
Even when I'm out with my girls
You be on my mind
Why can't you sit down
And understand
That no matter where I be, or where I am
I let them know that you're my man, you're my man
Chorus
Even if I'm out till 3:30 in the morning
I won't talk to no one, I'ma tell 'em about my honey
Even if the guys try to tip me with their money
I'ma let 'em know I'm dedicated to my honey
Bridge
No one but you
I'll be coming home to you
No one but you
Even if it's after two
Chorus
Even if I'm out till 3:30 in the morning
I won't talk to no one, cause I've got my honey
Even if the guys try to tip me with their money
I'ma let 'em know I'm dedicated to my honey
missy elliott - 4 my people
[Missy]
Uhh, yo
This is for my motherfucking club heads, you feel me?
AAAAOOW!!
[Missy]
People, gangstas, and pimps and people
Smokin that deeper reefer
Up in the club wit speakers
I had some base and tweeters
DJ is jockin needle
Sweat till I catch a fever
Call me the illest diva
Yo I'm on FIRE!!!!!
People go head and drink up
Get in the club get fucked up
See me you got get lucked up
Someone to touch your rubber
Show me some love, strip off your clothes, and take off yoursocks
[Missy]
The party's jumpin, I see something fly
Boy I wanna kiss you, but I'm just too shy
Let me dance with you, let me wear you out
Here's a glass of orange juice, let's go X it out
The music's bangin, way down in my soul
When you dance behind me, I lose all control
Make me grind my hips, make me move my waist
When the music comes on, you take my breath away
HOOK:
This is for my people, my party people
This is for my people, my motherfucking people
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down
This is for my people, my party people
This is for my people, my ecstasy people
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down
[Missy]
I'm at the bar now, and I'm buying drinks
And I got this feeling, and it's all over me
I wanna dance with you, let me lick your face
Meet me on the dance floor to feel some ecstasy
The vibe is right now, and I'm bout to score
Mr. DJ can you, play this joint once more
Cuz I see the man I want, I want him right away
I'm look him right in his face and say dance with me
HOOK
[Missy]
Freak that, come here baby, grab me from the back
Baby you the mack, and you know that
Put the needle on the track skip that, flip that, bring the beatback
Freak that, come here baby, grab me from the back
Baby you the mack, and you know that
Put the needle on the track, skip that, flip that, bring the beatback
Uno... dos... tres...
Uno... dos... tres...
Uno... dos... tres...
Uno... dos... tres...
[Eve]
Can't stand when a nigga fuckin up my plans
All night liquored up while I'm tryin to dance
Drunk, and his breath stink, freaky with his hands
Cocky with his mouth please like he got a fan
Can't stand when a bitch all in my side
I don't even know her and she all up in my light
Givin me the side eye like she wanna fight
Philly known for boxing bitch better get it right
Can't stand when a DJ fuckin up the song
Know I'm tryin to shake my ass all night long
Cuttin up the same shit all night long
High 'fore I got there, now my shit is blown
Can't stand when it aint jumpin like I want
Bouncer that try to stop my fun, take away my blunt
I don't give a fuck he aint gon' take away my fun
See him when this shit is over, make a nigga run, uh
HOOK
missy elliott - 9th inning
[Intro: Timbaland]
Yeah, Yeah! Check it...
Yeah!
[Missy Elliott]
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' it, walk wit' it, I'm no gimmick
(YEAH!) Twnety-twelve, there be no games
Real rap, real bars, I'm not playin
Haters y'all lame, you a Missy fayne
I'm a beast in the booth, I'm just sayin
(YEAH!) I make 'em wanna get low
Duck wit' it, buck wit' it, let's go
Everytime I spit a rhyme, it's a sick flow
You newcomers better sit back and take notes
(YEAH!) This here my time
Here I come, better run, take what's mine
'Bout to let off like a Tec 9 (BR-R-R-R-RAT!)
This rhyme gon' make 'em push rewind
(YEAH!) Yeah, I'm so hot
Up on the charts, number one spot
See me when I drop and I won't flop
Missy never stop, got the music game on lock
(YEAH!) Wanna get served?
You third, you second, but I come first
Flip my verse like I flip birds
I'm FYAAAH! Yessir
[Chorus: Timbaland]
We hit makin, hit breakin
Party shakin, innovator
Groundbreakin, sole creator
We be the most anticipated
Hit makin, hit breakin
Party shakin, innovator
Groundbreakin, sole creator
We be the most anticipated
[Missy Eliiott over Chorus]
Aiyyo, Timbaland!
They thought it was over!
We on that next shit!
THEY'RE BAAAACK! What!
[Timbaland]
Now I'm in the 9th inning
Niggaz think I fail when I'm still winnin
So I been gone for a hot minute
I love this shit, that's why I got a gift in it
(YEAH!) Fuck nigga, get fly
Nigga cain't talk wit' a gun in the mouth
Niggaz bitch up, bet they run in the house
I can smell bullshit when they walk by
(YEAH!) Heard that old saying, yo
Never ever cross a one day, give ya most
Never ever act funny for the white folks
I'm a big fisherman when you a tadpole
(YEAH!) or like Lady Ga' (Gaga)
Why you let a nigga do ya whole album?
Where you think that fake producer got ya style from?
Come fuck witta nigga, watch the outcome
(YEAH!) Ain't no real artists
Wack talent get in real starvin
All you hear in music is the chorus
Well that's okay, Timmy back in the story
[Chorus]
[Missy Elliott over Chorus]
Y'all cain't be serious!
We break records, I done told y'all!
How many of y'all got a catalogue this long?
Don't worry, I'll wait!
[Missy Elliott]
Down to the 9th inning
I'm the real deal, y'all pretendin
Years later, my songs still spinnin
I do record deals no less than ten milli
(YEAH!) My hits be yay long
My songs go on like a marathon
Get ghost, get gone, you a dum-dum
Better 'round here, come on biters like a python
(YEAH!) Wanna act fly?
Wanna act like you better than the M-I
Shakin 'em, bakin 'em all like a bean pie
Takin 'em, burnin 'em down like I'm Left Eye
(YEAH!) Futuristic
Y'all can pack it up, I done ripped it
When you say my name, call me Miss Bitch
I make the next chick run to the exit
(YEAH!) Yeah, yeah I got a sick sense
I'm makin this a movie like a Netflix
I'm on the guest list, on the check list
I'm the flyest chick, now tell me who the best is!
(YEAH!) Elliott be the name
Elliott back in the game
Elliott hit it wit' a bang
Bring the hook back in, Timbalaind
[Chorus]
[Missy Elliott over Chorus]
Did y'all forget?!! I think they forgot!
They think we done!
All we do is make hits!
[Outro]
And if you want a hit? Maybe we'll return ya call
Don't call collect
{You have a collect call from -} [dial tone]
missy elliott - ain t that funny
This is another Missy Elliot Exclusive!
I remember when your ass was broke
So in love with me
You were always at home always talkin bout'
"Loan me this Loan me that now gimmie gimmie"
and then you got dough
decide you wanna leave
got a few chicks checkin for you now uh
you forgot about me, ain't it funny?
Chorus:
when your man get money
You can't find him
when you come home beggin'
you can't deny you
Where he at when you need him? (He's out duckin' you)
When you need a few dollars
You know where to run to
We would go out, I had to pay for everything
I never had to worry bout you fuckin round you used to tell me
"Yeah i love you no one above you"
And then i brought you clothes
I made ya look like a king
But then the girls started flirtin with your ass uh
You forgot about me, ain't it funny
Chorus
I'll be the one you run into when your pockets is low
and you out of cash flow
and the chicks don't want you no more
run into when you got no more gas
and no funds to catch a cab
and the chicks don't see you no more
Chorus
missy elliott - pass that dutch
Listen up everyone! we have been just informed
That there's an unknown virus that's attacking all clubs
Symptoms have been said to be - heaving breathing
Wild dancing, coughing
So when you hear the sound - WHO-DI-WHOOOO!
Run for cover motherfucker!
WOOOOOO! Ahh daddy! Ooooo! Ah! oh, ooh!
Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ooh)
Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ah)
Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ah)
Pass that dutch (whoo), pass that dutch
Misdemeanor on the flow, pretty boy here I come
Pumps in the bunk make you wanna hurt something
I can take your man I don't have to sex em
Hang em out the window call me Micheal Jackson (hehehee!)
I'm a pain in your rectum, I am that bitch y'all slept on
Heavy hitter, rhyme spitter, call me Re-Run
Hey hey hey, I'm what's happ'nin
Now to get my drink (that's right!)
Shake ya ass till it stink (that's right!)
Mr. Mos' on the beat (that's right!)
Put it down for the streets (that's right!)
(WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Come on pass the dutch baby! (ahh!)
Shake-shake shake ya stuff baby!
(WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat (ahh!)
Don't stop, get it till ya clothes get wet
Number one - drums go bump, bump, bump
This beat here will make you hoomp, boomp, jump
If you's a fat one, put your clothes back on
Before you start putting pot holes in my lawn
Oh my God, show em I'm large
Shove my beat up, attack like my name was Saddam
I am the bomb from New York to Milan
And I can write a song sicker than Jeffrey Dahm'
(Woop woop!) Don't touch my car alarm
Break in my car you will hear "Viper Armed"
I've been a superstar since Daddy Kane was raw
I'm live on stage, c'mon and give me some applause {*applause*}
"Thank you! oh thank you, you all are so wonderful!"
(WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Come on pass the dutch baby! (ahh!)
Shake-shake shake ya stuff baby!
(WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat (ahh!)
Don't stop, get it till ya clothes get wet
Listen up, you have five seconds to catch your breath
Five - four - three - two - one
Pop that, pop that, make that money
Just keep it going, like the Energizer Bunny
Shake that, shake that, move it all around
Spank that, yank that, dutch back now
Freak him, freak her, whatever ya choice
Didn't come to judge, I came to get ya moist
Scream - (WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOO!) now my voice is lost
Can I get a ride on the white horse?
(WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Come on pass the dutch baby! (ahh!)
Shake-shake shake ya stuff baby!
(WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat (ahh!)
Don't stop, get it till ya clothes get wet
missy elliott - all n my grill
Uh, hit me
[Missy]
Don't explain, you never change
Same old thing, same old game
Say ya want to be wit' me
But show me my ring
Baby, let me think
I been in the cold
The story untold, about to unfold
How do you expect me
To ever believe you won't be wit' me
[Missy] (Nicole)
Why you all in my grill (Why you all in)
Can you pay my bills (Can you pay my bills)
Let me know if you will (Let me know, know)
Cuz a chick gotta live (A chick like me, I got to live)
[Missy]
Talk is talk, and talk is cheap
Tell it to her, don't say it to me
Cuz I know I'm in control
See tricks are for kids, and boo I'm too old
Go 'head, with your games
Don't ever come back to me again
Where you go, remember me
I'm the best thing in history
[Missy] (Nicole)
Why you all in my grill (Why, why, why)
Can you pay my bills (Can you pay my bills)
Let me know if you will (Let me know boy, boy)
Cuz a chick gotta live (A chick got to live, ooh yeah)
[Missy] (Nicole)
Third time (Third time)
I moved you in, took you back
In my life (I was a fool)
I don't know what's wrong with me
Third time (Third time)
I moved you in, took you back in my life (oh yeah, yeah)
[Missy] (Nicole)
Why you all in my grill (All in my grill)
Can you pay my bills (Can you pay my bills, yeah)
Let me know if you will (Let me know if you will)
Cuz a chick gotta live (oh, yeah)
Why you all in my grill
Can you pay my bills (Ooh, pay my bills)
Let me know if you will (Let me know, let me know baby, baby)
Cuz a chick gotta live (A chick like me, I got to live)
[Missy]
If you want me, where's my dough?
Give me money, buy me clothes
No need for talking, have my dough
Where's my money? Where's my clothes?
If you want me, where's my dough?
Give me money, buy me clothes
No need for talking, have my dough?
Where's my money? Where's my clothes?
[Big Boi]
Aight, uh
Why you all in my grill?
I'm thinkin' it's time to chill
Yeah, but you on a drill, though
I couldn't even step out the baby blue Bonneville
Cuz you be tryin' to kill my hoe, my girlfriend
And people around me is tellin' me that you's a stalker
Like Darth Vader takes a Skywalker
I told you I was the street talker
It ain't my fault you dirty your Victoria's Secret's
And your Frederick's
You wanted the Waldorf Astoria
But instead I took you to Cedrick's, to entertain you
To give you to the "G", and never claim you
Me and Missy, we get it straight pissin'
Oh yeah, we puffin' on one of them thangs too
You blamin' who? You namin' who?
I know you ain't bringin' that lame crew
Big Boi, they the phat sacks
She pretty D, all they same, boo
But I'm backed by the Dungeon Family
So you can go 'head wit' all that stabbin' me
Cuz I will jab thee, and slam thee
And Bobby Boochet yo' ass, G
Yeah, yeah
missy elliott - all night long
I love the way you're talking
I'm loving what you're doing boy
I don't fall easily often
I never had a love like you before
I like you, put your number, put your number in my phone, phone
You heard me, so call me when you're all alone, alone, alone
Don't make bets... stay up all night long
I want you in here and I want you bad
Let's keep the party going all night long
Let's keep the party going all night long
All night long, all night long, all night long, all night long
All night, all night
All night long, all night long, a,ll night long
All night, all night
I'm on another planet
I'm in another universe
You may not understand it
Sooner or later baby you will learn
I like you, put your number, put your number in my phone, phone
You heard me, so call me when you're all alone, alone, alone
Don't make bets... stay up all night long
I want you in here and I want you bad
Let's keep the party going all night long
Let's keep the party going all night long
All night long, all night long, all night long
All night, all night
All night long, all night long
All night, all night
Think I'll party all night, night
Wanna spend the night?
Will you be my type... put on fire
This is real nice, come closer 'cause I don't bite
You're talking how I like, you play daddy I play wife
I'm so alone, I don't know what is home
I got your number on my telephone
Wanna, wanna, wanna be your girl
Wanna, wanna, wanna be my man
...We don't make plans
Party is hot when you're here at the club
We don't care we gonna set it out
We gonna set it out
Party is hot when you're here at the club
We don't care we gonna set it out
We gonna set it out
Don't make bets... stay up all night long
I want you in here and I want you bad
Let's keep the party going all night long
Let's keep the party going all night long
All night long, all night long, all night long
All night, all night
All night long, all night long
All night, all night
A-a-all night
missy elliott - baby girl
(this goes out to you aaliyah & left eye!)
One day you see how much you meen to me this is the onlylee way
I can talk to
You so will you listen?
2baby girl you are so important to me you don't know what you
Did to me when
You had to leave baby girl please smile down on me and i'll
Smile back!
Nobody can tell me to stop luving you because i can't stpo
Luving you at
All.every day i try to remember you as you were ,but i start to
Cry wishing you
Wee hear!
[repeat 2x]
(i hope you know how much you mean to meen to me we areall
Smileing at you
Right now)
missy elliott - baby girl interlude intro feat mary j blige
Eh yo Mary, i need you to vibe wit me on this one, uh
Uh
[Missy Elliot]
Check it
As i grab my pad and pen and begin to talk from within
Oh God
Im hot as the water like a preacher whos sinned
Im only human but
The world has put me on a platform since the day i was born
To only wait for my downfall but like a brick wall im too hard to brake
Ok i do make mistakes but im the realest from the fake
Thats why im the hardest to hate
Aaliyah baby girl i've learned to love those while ther still awake
Sleep Sleep
And prepare a place for those who are good in the projects and hood
Give to those who are misunderstood
I know like Lisa, Pac and Biggie and Jay and Pun are still No1
There will be more of us to come
I am a leader a teacher i gotta,
Like a single parent provider
Put in back those hip hop dividers
Like a preist with a back slider
I've sinned ut i win
And anyone we've lost in life from 9-11
We'll be sure to see again
[Mary J. Blige]
What you hear is not a test, im rockin to the beat [x2]
See me and my crew, and my friends were gonna try to move our feet
See i am Mary Blige and i'll like to say hello
To the black to the white, the red and the brown, the purple and yellow
First you gotta................first you gotta
missy elliott - back in the day
"Brothers and sisters!
Brothers and sisters, I don't know what this world is coming to!"
[Jigga] Whassup Missy? Timbo!
[Missy] This is.. another.. Missy
[Jigga] Hip-Hop! Yes!
[Missy] Elliott, exclusive
[Jay-Z]
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]
[Missy]
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
[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
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
[Missy]
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
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z]
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
[Missy]
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
[Chorus]
[ad libs and whistling]
[Missy]
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!!)
[Chorus]
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