Missy Elliott Şarkı Sözleri ( Lyrics ) - Sayfa 6

**Prenses** · 16.11.08, 00:33

Lick Shots

Missy:
Ugh, Ay yo Timberland, see what they don't understand
Is we about to flip our whole style on 'em for two double zero one (Ay)
And for those of you who hated (Ay)
You only made us more creative

Timberland:
Misdemeanor Ugh

Missy:
You don't wanna speak my name
Mess around get that ass blown away
Blaaah
Fool gone away
I didn't even like your tail anyway
Missy got somethin' to say
I ride down the block in an escalade
Bling bling all in your face
I think you might need to put on your shades
Blaaah
I know you feel me tho
You hatin' on me, but you hear me tho
Twenty inch rims sittin' crazy low
Aaahhh I'm a crazy ho
I'm a keep the party live
Me and Timbaland gonna flip it tonight
Keep yo hands in the sky
Wave 'em round like your crazy high

Hugh
Time to lick shots
Time to see you dance
Hey you, why you frontin Blaaah
Time to lick shots
Time to see you dance
Hey you, why you frontin Blaaah

Missy:
You don't know who I be
You mammy tell you not to **** wit me
If I give you head, you'll never leave
Raaah
Stop sweatin' me
Flip it on the black hand side
Look it here boy, don't you even try it
Make me dislocate your spine
My rings put your shine like turpentine
What you comin' around hang out fo?
Baby him know, you just want my dough
Get cha black ass on the flo
Fool touch me, that's a no no
Raaah
Mr. DJ won't you play that song
Tell the freaks shake they nasty thongs
Hey boys won't you sing along
Cause we gone rock the party til' the early morn

Y'all don't hear me (hot)
You got your guns but you don't scare me (oooh)
Originality is leary (ugh)
My only style and I ain't sharin'
(back up, back up:easy now)
Hey Y'all (hot)
Let's turn it up and tear the club down (ugh)
Grab your drinks and give me two rounds (zooo)
I'll break you off I'm goin' down down
Watch yourself, I'm about to turn it up...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 16.11.08, 00:35

Lose Control

Music make you lose control
Music make you lose control

Fat Man Scoop:
Let's go
Hey hey hey
hey hey hey
Here we go now
Here we go now
Here we go now
Here we go now
Watch out now
(Music make you lose control)
Misdemeanor's in da house
Ciara's in da house
Misdemeanor's in tha house
Fat man scoop man scoop man scoop

Missy Elliott:
I've got a cute face
Chubby waist
Thick legs in shape
Rump shakin' both ways
Make you do a double take
Planet rocka show stoppa
Flo' proppa head knocka
Beat styla tail droppa
Do ma thang mutha****as
Ma rose Royce Lamborghini
Blue Madina always beamin'
Ragtop chrome pipes
Blue lights outta sight
Know me sow it in
Set it in sow it in
Make dat money tho it in
Booty bouncing gon' hit

Missy Elliott & Ciara:
Everybody here
Get it outta control
Get yo backs off tha wall
Cuz Misdemeanor said so
Everybody (step,step)
Everybody
Everybody (step,step)
Everybody

Ciara:
Well ma name is Ciara
For all you fly fellas
No one can do it betta

Missy Elliott:
She'll sing on acapella

Ciara:
Boy the music
Makes me lose control

Missy Elliott:
We gon' make you lose control
And let it go fo' you know
You gon' hit tha flo'

I rock to the beat till I'm (tired)
Walk in da club it's (fiya)
Get it crunked and wired
Wave ya hands scream (louda)
If you smoke den fiya it up
Bring da roof down den (holla)
If you tipsy stand up
DJ turn it (louda)
Take somebody by da waist den (uh)
Now tho it in dey face like (uh)
Hypnotic robotic
This here will rock yo bodies
Take somebody by da waist den (uh)
Now tho it in dey face like (uh)
Systematic histatic
This hit be automatic

Work wait
Work work work wait
Work work work wait
Work work work wait
Do it right

Fat Man Scoop:
Hit tha floor hit tha floor
Hit tha floor hit tha floor
Hit tha floor hit tha floor
Hit tha floor

Missy Elliott & Ciara:
Everybody here
Get it outta control
Get yo backs off tha wall
Cuz Misdemeanor said so
Everybody (step,step)
Everybody
Everybody (step,step)
Everybody

Fat Man Scoop:
Let's go

Missy Elliott:
Everybody here
Get it outta control

Ciara:
Get yo backs off da wall

Missy Elliott:
Cuz Misdemeanor said

Ciara:
So
Everybody (step,step)
Everybody (keep on steppin)
Everybody (step,step)

Missy Elliott:
Everybody(step)
Get loose

Fat Man Scoop:
Now put yo back on tha wall
Put yo back on tha wall
Put yo back on tha wall
Put yo back on tha wall
Misdemeanor's in da house
Yeh Ciara's in da house
Misdemeanor's in tha house
(Music make you lose control)
We on fiya we on fiya
We on fiya we on fiya
Now tho it girl, tho it girl, tho it girl
Yeah, now move yo arm to tha left girl
Now move yo arm to tha left girl
Now move yo arm to tha right girl
Now move yo arm to tha right girl
Let's go now, let's go now, let's go now,
Woo, let's go
Should I bring it back right now?
Now bring it back now
Woooo oohhh
I see you C
Now see Ima Ima do it like C do it
Now shake it girl
Come on and jus shake it girl
Come on and let it pop right girl
Come on and let it pop right girl
Now back it up girl
Back it up girl
Back it up girl
Back it up girl
Woooo, woooo, woooo, go go
Bring it to da front girl go go
Bring it to da front girl go go
Bring it to da front girl go go
Bring it to da front girl let's go, let's go, let's go
(Wooo)

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 16.11.08, 00:38

Meltdown

Bet it, bet it taste like candy

Missy:
I broke up wit my ex I couldn't take his sarcasm
Everytime we bone I had to fake an orgasm
Moanin and groanin tried to make him feel manly
I'd rather use my toys, plus my hands come in handy
I finally told him that my heart was somewhere else
Whenever we sexed I wished that he was someone else
That dude that approached me at the bar the other night
That be the mister right and hot enough to melt some ice
I think I'm in love like Beyonce be with Jigga
It's not his major figure that want him to be my nigga
He got that magic stick that make my little pussy quiver
Juices runnin like a river slowly down my kitty litter
Boy I'm so glad I found a nigga like you
A thug like you to make a girl say oh
Hope he feel as strong as my po hah do
With you by my side its like I'm drunk off booze

If you be my man only my man I wouldn't mind tastin your magic stick, magic stick
If you don't cheat or sleep around aint nothing wrong wit tastin your magic stick

I bet it taste like candy, meant to melt in my mouth
I know you got plenty, baby you the shit
Now what you workin wit candy meant to melt in my mouth
I know you got plenty, I like the way, I like the way
I like the way, I like the way

(Interlude)
I like the way you work your stick boo
The way you work it like voodoo
The way you wind and you wind and you grind
Don't stop the way you work your stick
Baby the way you work your stick
Baby keep on and keep on and keep on keep goin

Missy:
My ex boyfriend had to go
He didn't know how to work that magic stick
But I found a guy that sure do love
It's so true his love is cla-hassic yeah oohhh

(Interlude)

Missy:
I could play Janet and you could play J.D.
If you like Beyonce you could play Jay-Z
Check for them other chicks cos they not me
They're just some copy cats there's only one Missy
M to the I double ss don't test
I'm hard as the cushion on a bullet proof vest
But you got me whipped like slaves in the days
You're cool as the shade and ice and lemonade
I think I wanna marry you baby I will carry
Guess it's necessary and on the contrary
You be mister right and mister legendary
The more I fall in love the more it gets scary...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 16.11.08, 00:39

Missy's Finale

Yo, you have come almost to the close of my album
But before
I go I just wanna thank
God for staying with me
Through my ups and downs and through my whole period
Of doing this album,
I want to thank
Timbaland who came up with
The beats and all the people who appeared on my album
Make it hot, aight,
I'm out...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 16.11.08, 00:41

Mr. D.J

(Feat. Lady Saw)

Lady Saw:
It's all about (yo)
Lady Saw and Missy (can you feel me)
An the next thing is about (yo)
The big bashing party (can you feel me, what?)
I'm feelin you Timbaland, I'm feelin you (yo)
Yo (can you feel me, what?)
And we wind up when we a listen dis now, check, AY

Missy:
There's a party
I'm up in the club and I'm drinking I'm drunk off the Alize
As I hear the record spins it seems to take over me
So I move side to side an it's something inside that controls me
As I walk to the D.J and I say

Mr. D.J., spin it one more time
We gonna play it back to back, we gon' rock it two times
Move your feet with me, move your hands with me
See how easy it's gon' be for you and me, you see

Mr. D.J., spin it one more time
We gonna play it back to back, we gon' rock it two times
Move your feet with me, move your hands with me
See how easy its gon' be for you..

Missy:
You say your a baller
Cause you up in the club, fakin like you got dough, with your dollars
To my peoples with me money let me hear you holler
We're gonna party like no other party, don't stop til the morning
but before I go this is what I say

M.I.S.S.Y, Y.S.S.I.M, M.I.S.S.Y, M.I.S.S.Y, Y.S.S.I.M

Lady Saw:
Mr. D.J play that one more time,
So me and missy elliot can move we waistline,
Yo, tell the guys don't waste we time,
Cause we under the ganja plus the red wine yo,
There a party over here and say its phat you know,
Let go me hand so me can look for man ya now,
You see me face and me know that me red ya know,
Buy all the bar cause me friend them rich ya know,
Know, know, uh what me say yo yo,
We'll be dancing until tomorrow,
No other party is slammin you wan go,
Sweating and wetting like me in a me sauno,
Fit like me just done a dance with me tae bo,
Bo, bo, uh! What me say, me say yo,
Tell the D.J. fe play an no better stop,
Spin it again rewind from the top,
Misdemeanor the Saw plus the Elli ott
When we drop ya know that's uh road
Block, block, block, ya can't block,
Road block, block, a road block,
Ya don't know its all about Missy Elliot,
Ya wan star ever thing is ever thing, seen?
Its a party, and ya da'no its all about weight...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 16.11.08, 00:44

My Struggles

(Feat. Mary J. Blige, Grand Puba)

Grand Puba:
Yeah, Missy Elliott, Grand Puba

Missy Elliott:
Y'all don't really know who I am, God damn
I'm like grease in the frying pan cause I am
Bacon, eggs, toast, butter
Smooth sexy lover more Fresh than others
Go ask your brother if y'all don't believe
I control the industry cause Missy in the lead
Scratching Uhh, I'm talkin to you man
With my upper hand, the fans call me Dapper Dan
When I was young my pops, throw rocks
Always shit talk to my moms and call the cops
Couldn't wait 'til I was nice and grown
Sick of daddy mouth 'til six in the mornOn and on and on 'til the record scratch
And if I made a few scraps I would never come back (Yes)
Take moms with me and a few Adat's
And make a song about dad and tell pops he's a rat (Yes)
Oah Kayyy

(scratched) hold up

Missy Elliott:
Y'all don't really know my life
Y'all don't really know my struggles and how much liquor I guzzle (Yes)
Y'all don't really know my fears
And how many years to get here but I'm ready to rumble

Grand Puba:
Yeah, I be that throwback cat, I throwback 'gnac
I spit hot raps, then I check my traps
Pockets stop the bulk, green up like the Hulk
Ram up in somethin like that nigga Marshall Faulk
I'm a low key nigga, a O.G. nigga
Entertain my guests in "The Basement" like Tigger
Grand Puba and the name ring bells
And if it ain't about paper I don't waste my sells
So the new school new school need to learn yo
I burn baby burn like a Hunt's Pointe ho

Missy Elliott:
Yo yo Puba, hold up
Let's take 'em back on some "411" shit
Ma rryyy

(beat changes)

(Mary J. Blige)
I'm Mary J. Blige, for a fact I don't rap
I'm known around the map to always make a comeback
I went through some struggles fightin with my ex-lovers
Stayed in lots of trouble, blessings then I had recovered
Had to pay them bills, the places I lived
Messin with them cats that's said to get I had to give
I had to tell them back up cause I was quick to smack 'em up
I didn't give a WHAT, Mary J. would act up

Missy + Mary:
Y'all don't really know my struggles
(I had two or three jobs I had to juggle)
And all them liquor shots from the pain I covered
(Strugglin from the break ups with my lover)
(Y'all don't know the half) Don't know the half
(I'm better off now that was in the past)
I had to take the good stuff with the bad
Now I'm (thankful for the little things that I have)

Scratched: I'm Mary J. Blige, for a fact I don't rap
Scratched: Grand Puba, and the name ring bells
Scratched: I'm Mary J. Blige, for a fact I don't rap
Scratched: Grand Puba, and the name ring bells...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 16.11.08, 00:46

Nothing Out There For Me

(Feat. Beyonce)

Beyonce:
There ain't nothing out there

Missy:
A Missy Elliott Exclusive

Missy (phone) :
I know one thing
Beyonce better not answer this phone
Her and the ladies in free
I ain't got no money either shoot
We 'posed to been at the club

Beyonce:
Ooh
Hello?

Missy:
Beyonce! I know you ain't letting that broke down insecure L.L. Cool J wanna be nigga keep you in the house for another Friday.

Beyonce:
Just Just go ahead I'ma stay here wit my man.
Ain't notin out there for me.

My man don't like my friends
(Girl your man ain't no good why he tryin to keep you in?)
He says they influence me
(If I was an influence Id'a been said leave)
But boy I love him so
(Girl we late for the club, why you still don't wanna roll?)
Cuz I got my prize right here
(But see the guys at the party!)

Ain't nothing out there for me
Ain't nothing about there for me
This is where I wanna be
I dun already been in the streets
And I aint came across nothin' so sweet
He's the only man that I love
And I don't need more than one
So don't worry when I'm hanging out
He's the only one that I am thinking about!

I know he's insecure
Everytime I leave out the door
(And you letting him spoil your night?
Live your life, you aint even his wife)
He ain't gotta worry about me
Cus I got something more sweet
(Oh you must got a diamond ring)
And I know I'm so lucky
Aint nothin

Ain't nothing about there for me
This is where I wanna be
I dun already been in the streets
And I aint came across nothin' so sweet
He's the only man that I love
And I don't need more than one
So don't worry when I'm hanging out
He's the only one that I am thinking about!

And I love him
He's my baby for sure
I a sure him that
I love him more than ever before
And he don't bore me and his love like the time that we met
I adore him
And no man has come closer than that

Ain't nothing out there for me
Ain't nothing about there for me
This is where I wanna be
I dun already been in the streets
And I aint came across nothin' so sweet
He's the only man that I love
And I don't need more than one
So don't worry when I'm hanging out
He's the only one that I am thinking about!

Look you goin or what?
Go ahead I'ma stay here with my man
Ain't nothing out there for me
Its a lotta guys with cash and they like to spend money fast
Now is your sure about that?
I'm chillin with my man
What part don't you understand?
Yeah I'm sure about that
I think you should really go
I heard the party is outta control
Make sure you sure about that
I don't care about no club
Cus my man is all I love
Yeah I'm sure about that
Don't let him blow your high
Go out and have a nice time
Now is ya sure about that?
Girl I do not get high, and with him I spend all my time
Yeah I'm sure about that
Ok stay wit your man ill be at the club doing my dance

Oh
(You're the only one I'm thinking about)

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 16.11.08, 00:47

Old School Joint

Flip da beat
Oh yeah I'm feelin this one
You remember back in the old school days
You used to have joints like this
And you'd be up in the club dancin like your moms and your pops
Hehe, I know y'all know what I'm talkin about
So we gon' flip it like this, ooh, ooh

Before you take me out let's, have a conversation
No touchy touchy cause it might lead to havin relations
Let's get to the point, boy, no abbreviations
Don't wanna give it up too quick, I wanna build up anticipation

Once you get me will you know how to act
Will you do me right (Ooh, I need to know, I need to know)
Once you get me will you keep my pockets fat
Keep me lookin tight (Ooh, yeah)

I wanna give it some time and, get to know eachother
Let's be friends before we think about being lovers
Ain't no need to rush it, if this is forever
If you wait on this love,
I promise it'll get mo' betta and betta

Flashlights (flashlight)
Neon lights (neon light)
Party rides, all night
Love me right, keep me lookin tight (lookin tight)
So nice (so nice)
That's what I's like...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 16.11.08, 00:49

On And On

(Feat. Pharrell)

Pharrell:
Beware, you're now listening to the sounds
of Mis demeanor
Turn everything up, all the levels
All the ****in levels

Missy:
Missy be the name and y'all should already know
I been around long Scarface so cold
Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yo she ya
Let me grab the microphone and I'm gone take it away

Every time I spit I blow one or two speakers
Top model diva but my name not Eva
Yeah I brang fever rockin classic adidas
I'm srtaight off the heater rippin needles off the meter
Here I go, flip my flow
Back it up then I drop it low
It's a must cause I'm dangerous
I'll be a hassle on the busta call me angeldust
I talk shit di, didn't stutter
2005 MC's in trouble
You run for cover hide under your covers
Cause you gone need more protection than a magnum rubber

Pharrell:
Ah, ah, on
Ah, ah, on
Ah, ah ah, ah ah
Ah, ah, on and it's

Missy finna spit this simply raw
Misdemeanor always make MC's feel small
Stick you on the table with a plastic cup
Say grace, then eat ya ass up
Y'all just rookies, virgins, and nookies
Not my competition you skip or play hookie
Aint nobody here that can tear the track up
And naw I ain't done rappin so shut the hell up
Keep it simple every time I flow
If you step to me I shall throw blows
Raise up like I's break nose
I ain't about talkin I'll lay 'em down slow
And for show y'all know
Misdemeanor got 'em by the neck low
Ice cold heart like zero below
If you wanna battle me then playa say so

Let me tell you what I'm all about
About spitting hot rymes on out
Yeah Pharrell did the beat oh yes
And the way he put it down he make it sound so (fresh)
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 you how to follow the leader
Hit the club in a blue two seater
Lookin like I'm finna cock a nine millimeter
Get out with my highhill cuffs
Twisting my ass cause I know what guys want
Licking my lips like I'm takin him home
Teasing and teasing I'm fakin the funk
Shaking my titties like I wanna bone
Bend over slow then I tell him I'm gone...

Missy Elliott

**Prenses** · 16.11.08, 00:51

One Minute Man (Remix)

(Feat. Jay-Z)

Missy:
Oooh, I don't want I don't need I can't stand no minute man
I don't want no minute man
Ooooh, here's your chance be a man take my hand understand
I don't want no minute man

Ohh, ohh, uhh, oohh
Ohh, ohh..
Ohh, ohh, uhh, oohh
Ohh, ohh..

Missy:
Boy I'ma make you love me, make you want me
And I'ma give you some attention, tonight
Now follow my intuitions, what you're wishin
See I'ma keep you all night, for a long time
Just start countin the ways

Break me off, show me what you got
Cause I don't want, no one minute man
Break me off, show me what you got
Cause I don't want, no one minute man
Break me off, show me what you got
Cause I don't want, no one minute man
Break me off, show me what you got
Cause I don't want, no..

Missy:
Tonight I'ma give it to you, throw it to you
I want you to come prepared, ohhh yeah (oh yes)
Boy it's been a long time, a crazy long time
And I don't want no minute man, and that's real
Give it to me some more

Jay-Z:
Fifty grand I get this on one take (Hova)
Look, I'm not tryin to give you love and affection (uh-huh)
I'm tryin to give you sixty seconds of perfection (uh-huh)
I'm tryin to give you cabfare and directions
Get your +Independent ass out of here question?
I'm not your man, not Ralph Tresvant
Not Ronnie Romance no ma
I'm tryin to hit you then put you in the middle of the round
like I'm Roberto Duran.. no mas
Six A.M. another chick in the house (put your hands up)
6:15 another chick kicked you out (put your hands up)
Spend one minute tryin to dig her out
The other fourteen tryin to "put it in her mouth"
The dick too chubby, too much'll make you love me
Now be a nice wifey and run home to your hubby
Cause we, both knowin what we doin is wrong
Don't forget to put your ring back on (quiet laughter)

Missy:
Oooh, I don't want I don't need I can't stand no minute man
I don't want no minute man
Oooh, here's your chance be a man take my hand understand
I don't want no minute man

Break me off, show me what you got
Cause I don't want, no one minute man

Break me off, show me what you got
Cause I don't want, no one minute man

Break me off, show me what you got
Cause I don't want, no one minute man

Break break me off, break break me off
Break break me off, show me what you got

Break me off, show me what you got..
Break me off, show me what you got..
Break me off, show me what you got..
Break me off, break break me off...

Missy Elliott

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16.11.08, 00:33	#51 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Lick Shots Lick Shots Missy: Ugh, Ay yo Timberland, see what they don't understand Is we about to flip our whole style on 'em for two double zero one (Ay) And for those of you who hated (Ay) You only made us more creative Timberland: Misdemeanor Ugh Missy: You don't wanna speak my name Mess around get that ass blown away Blaaah Fool gone away I didn't even like your tail anyway Missy got somethin' to say I ride down the block in an escalade Bling bling all in your face I think you might need to put on your shades Blaaah I know you feel me tho You hatin' on me, but you hear me tho Twenty inch rims sittin' crazy low Aaahhh I'm a crazy ho I'm a keep the party live Me and Timbaland gonna flip it tonight Keep yo hands in the sky Wave 'em round like your crazy high Hugh Time to lick shots Time to see you dance Hey you, why you frontin Blaaah Time to lick shots Time to see you dance Hey you, why you frontin Blaaah Missy: You don't know who I be You mammy tell you not to **** wit me If I give you head, you'll never leave Raaah Stop sweatin' me Flip it on the black hand side Look it here boy, don't you even try it Make me dislocate your spine My rings put your shine like turpentine What you comin' around hang out fo? Baby him know, you just want my dough Get cha black ass on the flo Fool touch me, that's a no no Raaah Mr. DJ won't you play that song Tell the freaks shake they nasty thongs Hey boys won't you sing along Cause we gone rock the party til' the early morn Y'all don't hear me (hot) You got your guns but you don't scare me (oooh) Originality is leary (ugh) My only style and I ain't sharin' (back up, back up:easy now) Hey Y'all (hot) Let's turn it up and tear the club down (ugh) Grab your drinks and give me two rounds (zooo) I'll break you off I'm goin' down down Watch yourself, I'm about to turn it up... Missy Elliott

16.11.08, 00:35	#52 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Lose Control Lose Control Music make you lose control Music make you lose control Fat Man Scoop: Let's go Hey hey hey hey hey hey Here we go now Here we go now Here we go now Here we go now Watch out now (Music make you lose control) Misdemeanor's in da house Ciara's in da house Misdemeanor's in tha house Fat man scoop man scoop man scoop Missy Elliott: I've got a cute face Chubby waist Thick legs in shape Rump shakin' both ways Make you do a double take Planet rocka show stoppa Flo' proppa head knocka Beat styla tail droppa Do ma thang mutha****as Ma rose Royce Lamborghini Blue Madina always beamin' Ragtop chrome pipes Blue lights outta sight Know me sow it in Set it in sow it in Make dat money tho it in Booty bouncing gon' hit Missy Elliott & Ciara: Everybody here Get it outta control Get yo backs off tha wall Cuz Misdemeanor said so Everybody (step,step) Everybody Everybody (step,step) Everybody Ciara: Well ma name is Ciara For all you fly fellas No one can do it betta Missy Elliott: She'll sing on acapella Ciara: Boy the music Makes me lose control Missy Elliott: We gon' make you lose control And let it go fo' you know You gon' hit tha flo' I rock to the beat till I'm (tired) Walk in da club it's (fiya) Get it crunked and wired Wave ya hands scream (louda) If you smoke den fiya it up Bring da roof down den (holla) If you tipsy stand up DJ turn it (louda) Take somebody by da waist den (uh) Now tho it in dey face like (uh) Hypnotic robotic This here will rock yo bodies Take somebody by da waist den (uh) Now tho it in dey face like (uh) Systematic histatic This hit be automatic Work wait Work work work wait Work work work wait Work work work wait Do it right Fat Man Scoop: Hit tha floor hit tha floor Hit tha floor hit tha floor Hit tha floor hit tha floor Hit tha floor Missy Elliott & Ciara: Everybody here Get it outta control Get yo backs off tha wall Cuz Misdemeanor said so Everybody (step,step) Everybody Everybody (step,step) Everybody Fat Man Scoop: Let's go Missy Elliott: Everybody here Get it outta control Ciara: Get yo backs off da wall Missy Elliott: Cuz Misdemeanor said Ciara: So Everybody (step,step) Everybody (keep on steppin) Everybody (step,step) Missy Elliott: Everybody(step) Get loose Fat Man Scoop: Now put yo back on tha wall Put yo back on tha wall Put yo back on tha wall Put yo back on tha wall Misdemeanor's in da house Yeh Ciara's in da house Misdemeanor's in tha house (Music make you lose control) We on fiya we on fiya We on fiya we on fiya Now tho it girl, tho it girl, tho it girl Yeah, now move yo arm to tha left girl Now move yo arm to tha left girl Now move yo arm to tha right girl Now move yo arm to tha right girl Let's go now, let's go now, let's go now, Woo, let's go Should I bring it back right now? Now bring it back now Woooo oohhh I see you C Now see Ima Ima do it like C do it Now shake it girl Come on and jus shake it girl Come on and let it pop right girl Come on and let it pop right girl Now back it up girl Back it up girl Back it up girl Back it up girl Woooo, woooo, woooo, go go Bring it to da front girl go go Bring it to da front girl go go Bring it to da front girl go go Bring it to da front girl let's go, let's go, let's go (Wooo) Missy Elliott

16.11.08, 00:38	#53 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Meltdown Meltdown Bet it, bet it taste like candy Missy: I broke up wit my ex I couldn't take his sarcasm Everytime we bone I had to fake an orgasm Moanin and groanin tried to make him feel manly I'd rather use my toys, plus my hands come in handy I finally told him that my heart was somewhere else Whenever we sexed I wished that he was someone else That dude that approached me at the bar the other night That be the mister right and hot enough to melt some ice I think I'm in love like Beyonce be with Jigga It's not his major figure that want him to be my nigga He got that magic stick that make my little pussy quiver Juices runnin like a river slowly down my kitty litter Boy I'm so glad I found a nigga like you A thug like you to make a girl say oh Hope he feel as strong as my po hah do With you by my side its like I'm drunk off booze If you be my man only my man I wouldn't mind tastin your magic stick, magic stick If you don't cheat or sleep around aint nothing wrong wit tastin your magic stick I bet it taste like candy, meant to melt in my mouth I know you got plenty, baby you the shit Now what you workin wit candy meant to melt in my mouth I know you got plenty, I like the way, I like the way I like the way, I like the way (Interlude) I like the way you work your stick boo The way you work it like voodoo The way you wind and you wind and you grind Don't stop the way you work your stick Baby the way you work your stick Baby keep on and keep on and keep on keep goin Missy: My ex boyfriend had to go He didn't know how to work that magic stick But I found a guy that sure do love It's so true his love is cla-hassic yeah oohhh (Interlude) Missy: I could play Janet and you could play J.D. If you like Beyonce you could play Jay-Z Check for them other chicks cos they not me They're just some copy cats there's only one Missy M to the I double ss don't test I'm hard as the cushion on a bullet proof vest But you got me whipped like slaves in the days You're cool as the shade and ice and lemonade I think I wanna marry you baby I will carry Guess it's necessary and on the contrary You be mister right and mister legendary The more I fall in love the more it gets scary... Missy Elliott

16.11.08, 00:39	#54 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Missy's Finale Missy's Finale Yo, you have come almost to the close of my album But before I go I just wanna thank God for staying with me Through my ups and downs and through my whole period Of doing this album, I want to thank Timbaland who came up with The beats and all the people who appeared on my album Make it hot, aight, I'm out... Missy Elliott

16.11.08, 00:41	#55 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Mr. D.J Mr. D.J (Feat. Lady Saw) Lady Saw: It's all about (yo) Lady Saw and Missy (can you feel me) An the next thing is about (yo) The big bashing party (can you feel me, what?) I'm feelin you Timbaland, I'm feelin you (yo) Yo (can you feel me, what?) And we wind up when we a listen dis now, check, AY Missy: There's a party I'm up in the club and I'm drinking I'm drunk off the Alize As I hear the record spins it seems to take over me So I move side to side an it's something inside that controls me As I walk to the D.J and I say Mr. D.J., spin it one more time We gonna play it back to back, we gon' rock it two times Move your feet with me, move your hands with me See how easy it's gon' be for you and me, you see Mr. D.J., spin it one more time We gonna play it back to back, we gon' rock it two times Move your feet with me, move your hands with me See how easy its gon' be for you.. Missy: You say your a baller Cause you up in the club, fakin like you got dough, with your dollars To my peoples with me money let me hear you holler We're gonna party like no other party, don't stop til the morning but before I go this is what I say M.I.S.S.Y, Y.S.S.I.M, M.I.S.S.Y, M.I.S.S.Y, Y.S.S.I.M Lady Saw: Mr. D.J play that one more time, So me and missy elliot can move we waistline, Yo, tell the guys don't waste we time, Cause we under the ganja plus the red wine yo, There a party over here and say its phat you know, Let go me hand so me can look for man ya now, You see me face and me know that me red ya know, Buy all the bar cause me friend them rich ya know, Know, know, uh what me say yo yo, We'll be dancing until tomorrow, No other party is slammin you wan go, Sweating and wetting like me in a me sauno, Fit like me just done a dance with me tae bo, Bo, bo, uh! What me say, me say yo, Tell the D.J. fe play an no better stop, Spin it again rewind from the top, Misdemeanor the Saw plus the Elli ott When we drop ya know that's uh road Block, block, block, ya can't block, Road block, block, a road block, Ya don't know its all about Missy Elliot, Ya wan star ever thing is ever thing, seen? Its a party, and ya da'no its all about weight... Missy Elliott

16.11.08, 00:44	#56 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	My Struggles My Struggles (Feat. Mary J. Blige, Grand Puba) Grand Puba: Yeah, Missy Elliott, Grand Puba Missy Elliott: Y'all don't really know who I am, God damn I'm like grease in the frying pan cause I am Bacon, eggs, toast, butter Smooth sexy lover more Fresh than others Go ask your brother if y'all don't believe I control the industry cause Missy in the lead Scratching Uhh, I'm talkin to you man With my upper hand, the fans call me Dapper Dan When I was young my pops, throw rocks Always shit talk to my moms and call the cops Couldn't wait 'til I was nice and grown Sick of daddy mouth 'til six in the mornOn and on and on 'til the record scratch And if I made a few scraps I would never come back (Yes) Take moms with me and a few Adat's And make a song about dad and tell pops he's a rat (Yes) Oah Kayyy (scratched) hold up Missy Elliott: Y'all don't really know my life Y'all don't really know my struggles and how much liquor I guzzle (Yes) Y'all don't really know my fears And how many years to get here but I'm ready to rumble Grand Puba: Yeah, I be that throwback cat, I throwback 'gnac I spit hot raps, then I check my traps Pockets stop the bulk, green up like the Hulk Ram up in somethin like that nigga Marshall Faulk I'm a low key nigga, a O.G. nigga Entertain my guests in "The Basement" like Tigger Grand Puba and the name ring bells And if it ain't about paper I don't waste my sells So the new school new school need to learn yo I burn baby burn like a Hunt's Pointe ho Missy Elliott: Yo yo Puba, hold up Let's take 'em back on some "411" shit Ma rryyy (beat changes) (Mary J. Blige) I'm Mary J. Blige, for a fact I don't rap I'm known around the map to always make a comeback I went through some struggles fightin with my ex-lovers Stayed in lots of trouble, blessings then I had recovered Had to pay them bills, the places I lived Messin with them cats that's said to get I had to give I had to tell them back up cause I was quick to smack 'em up I didn't give a WHAT, Mary J. would act up Missy + Mary: Y'all don't really know my struggles (I had two or three jobs I had to juggle) And all them liquor shots from the pain I covered (Strugglin from the break ups with my lover) (Y'all don't know the half) Don't know the half (I'm better off now that was in the past) I had to take the good stuff with the bad Now I'm (thankful for the little things that I have) Scratched: I'm Mary J. Blige, for a fact I don't rap Scratched: Grand Puba, and the name ring bells Scratched: I'm Mary J. Blige, for a fact I don't rap Scratched: Grand Puba, and the name ring bells... Missy Elliott

16.11.08, 00:46	#57 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Nothing Out There For Me Nothing Out There For Me (Feat. Beyonce) Beyonce: There ain't nothing out there Missy: A Missy Elliott Exclusive Missy (phone) : I know one thing Beyonce better not answer this phone Her and the ladies in free I ain't got no money either shoot We 'posed to been at the club Beyonce: Ooh Hello? Missy: Beyonce! I know you ain't letting that broke down insecure L.L. Cool J wanna be nigga keep you in the house for another Friday. Beyonce: Just Just go ahead I'ma stay here wit my man. Ain't notin out there for me. My man don't like my friends (Girl your man ain't no good why he tryin to keep you in?) He says they influence me (If I was an influence Id'a been said leave) But boy I love him so (Girl we late for the club, why you still don't wanna roll?) Cuz I got my prize right here (But see the guys at the party!) Ain't nothing out there for me Ain't nothing about there for me This is where I wanna be I dun already been in the streets And I aint came across nothin' so sweet He's the only man that I love And I don't need more than one So don't worry when I'm hanging out He's the only one that I am thinking about! I know he's insecure Everytime I leave out the door (And you letting him spoil your night? Live your life, you aint even his wife) He ain't gotta worry about me Cus I got something more sweet (Oh you must got a diamond ring) And I know I'm so lucky Aint nothin Ain't nothing about there for me This is where I wanna be I dun already been in the streets And I aint came across nothin' so sweet He's the only man that I love And I don't need more than one So don't worry when I'm hanging out He's the only one that I am thinking about! And I love him He's my baby for sure I a sure him that I love him more than ever before And he don't bore me and his love like the time that we met I adore him And no man has come closer than that Ain't nothing out there for me Ain't nothing about there for me This is where I wanna be I dun already been in the streets And I aint came across nothin' so sweet He's the only man that I love And I don't need more than one So don't worry when I'm hanging out He's the only one that I am thinking about! Look you goin or what? Go ahead I'ma stay here with my man Ain't nothing out there for me Its a lotta guys with cash and they like to spend money fast Now is your sure about that? I'm chillin with my man What part don't you understand? Yeah I'm sure about that I think you should really go I heard the party is outta control Make sure you sure about that I don't care about no club Cus my man is all I love Yeah I'm sure about that Don't let him blow your high Go out and have a nice time Now is ya sure about that? Girl I do not get high, and with him I spend all my time Yeah I'm sure about that Ok stay wit your man ill be at the club doing my dance Oh (You're the only one I'm thinking about) Missy Elliott

16.11.08, 00:47	#58 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Old School Joint Old School Joint Flip da beat Oh yeah I'm feelin this one You remember back in the old school days You used to have joints like this And you'd be up in the club dancin like your moms and your pops Hehe, I know y'all know what I'm talkin about So we gon' flip it like this, ooh, ooh Before you take me out let's, have a conversation No touchy touchy cause it might lead to havin relations Let's get to the point, boy, no abbreviations Don't wanna give it up too quick, I wanna build up anticipation Once you get me will you know how to act Will you do me right (Ooh, I need to know, I need to know) Once you get me will you keep my pockets fat Keep me lookin tight (Ooh, yeah) I wanna give it some time and, get to know eachother Let's be friends before we think about being lovers Ain't no need to rush it, if this is forever If you wait on this love, I promise it'll get mo' betta and betta Flashlights (flashlight) Neon lights (neon light) Party rides, all night Love me right, keep me lookin tight (lookin tight) So nice (so nice) That's what I's like... Missy Elliott

16.11.08, 00:49	#59 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	On And On On And On (Feat. Pharrell) Pharrell: Beware, you're now listening to the sounds of Mis demeanor Turn everything up, all the levels All the ****in levels Missy: Missy be the name and y'all should already know I been around long Scarface so cold Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yo she ya Let me grab the microphone and I'm gone take it away Every time I spit I blow one or two speakers Top model diva but my name not Eva Yeah I brang fever rockin classic adidas I'm srtaight off the heater rippin needles off the meter Here I go, flip my flow Back it up then I drop it low It's a must cause I'm dangerous I'll be a hassle on the busta call me angeldust I talk shit di, didn't stutter 2005 MC's in trouble You run for cover hide under your covers Cause you gone need more protection than a magnum rubber Pharrell: Ah, ah, on Ah, ah, on Ah, ah ah, ah ah Ah, ah, on and it's Missy finna spit this simply raw Misdemeanor always make MC's feel small Stick you on the table with a plastic cup Say grace, then eat ya ass up Y'all just rookies, virgins, and nookies Not my competition you skip or play hookie Aint nobody here that can tear the track up And naw I ain't done rappin so shut the hell up Keep it simple every time I flow If you step to me I shall throw blows Raise up like I's break nose I ain't about talkin I'll lay 'em down slow And for show y'all know Misdemeanor got 'em by the neck low Ice cold heart like zero below If you wanna battle me then playa say so Let me tell you what I'm all about About spitting hot rymes on out Yeah Pharrell did the beat oh yes And the way he put it down he make it sound so (fresh) 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 you how to follow the leader Hit the club in a blue two seater Lookin like I'm finna cock a nine millimeter Get out with my highhill cuffs Twisting my ass cause I know what guys want Licking my lips like I'm takin him home Teasing and teasing I'm fakin the funk Shaking my titties like I wanna bone Bend over slow then I tell him I'm gone... Missy Elliott

16.11.08, 00:51	#60 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	One Minute Man (Remix) One Minute Man (Remix) (Feat. Jay-Z) Missy: Oooh, I don't want I don't need I can't stand no minute man I don't want no minute man Ooooh, here's your chance be a man take my hand understand I don't want no minute man Ohh, ohh, uhh, oohh Ohh, ohh.. Ohh, ohh, uhh, oohh Ohh, ohh.. Missy: Boy I'ma make you love me, make you want me And I'ma give you some attention, tonight Now follow my intuitions, what you're wishin See I'ma keep you all night, for a long time Just start countin the ways Break me off, show me what you got Cause I don't want, no one minute man Break me off, show me what you got Cause I don't want, no one minute man Break me off, show me what you got Cause I don't want, no one minute man Break me off, show me what you got Cause I don't want, no.. Missy: Tonight I'ma give it to you, throw it to you I want you to come prepared, ohhh yeah (oh yes) Boy it's been a long time, a crazy long time And I don't want no minute man, and that's real Give it to me some more Jay-Z: Fifty grand I get this on one take (Hova) Look, I'm not tryin to give you love and affection (uh-huh) I'm tryin to give you sixty seconds of perfection (uh-huh) I'm tryin to give you cabfare and directions Get your +Independent ass out of here question? I'm not your man, not Ralph Tresvant Not Ronnie Romance no ma I'm tryin to hit you then put you in the middle of the round like I'm Roberto Duran.. no mas Six A.M. another chick in the house (put your hands up) 6:15 another chick kicked you out (put your hands up) Spend one minute tryin to dig her out The other fourteen tryin to "put it in her mouth" The dick too chubby, too much'll make you love me Now be a nice wifey and run home to your hubby Cause we, both knowin what we doin is wrong Don't forget to put your ring back on (quiet laughter) Missy: Oooh, I don't want I don't need I can't stand no minute man I don't want no minute man Oooh, here's your chance be a man take my hand understand I don't want no minute man Break me off, show me what you got Cause I don't want, no one minute man Break me off, show me what you got Cause I don't want, no one minute man Break me off, show me what you got Cause I don't want, no one minute man Break break me off, break break me off Break break me off, show me what you got Break me off, show me what you got.. Break me off, show me what you got.. Break me off, show me what you got.. Break me off, break break me off... Missy Elliott

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