Missy ElliottGossip Folks

[People in background chatting] Yo, yo yo move out of the way We got missy Elliott coming through Girl that is missy Elliott she lost a lot of weight Girl I heard she eats one cracker a day Oh well I heard the b***h was married to Tim and started f*****g with Trina I heard the b***h got hit with three zebras and a monkey I can't stand the b***h no way [Missy] When I walk up in the piece I ain't gotta even speak I'm a bad mamajama goddammit motherfuckers you ain't gotta like me How you studying these hoes Need to talk what you know And stop talking bout who I'm sticking and licking jus mad it ain't yours I know ya'll poor ya'll broke Ya'll job jus hanging up clothes Step to me get burnt like toast Motherfuckers adios amigos Halves halves wholes wholes I don't brag I mostly boast From the va to the la coast Iffy kiffy izzy oh Milzee gilzot silzomebilzody plilzays dilzouble gilzood Hilzzoo? My gizzirl! Brillzing her izzin! Izzo kizzay! Izzall rizzight... Izzo kizzay! Izzall rizzight! Nizzow wizzee wilzzo-izzo-zee! [Missy] When I pull up in my whip B*****s wanna talk s**t I'm driving I'm glad and I'm styling These motherfuckers ask did ya see it I'm gripping these curves Skuurk, did ya heard I love em, my feathers, my furs I fly like a bird Chicken heads on the prowl Who you trying f**k now Naw you ain't getting loud Better calm down for I smack ya a** down I need my drums bass high Has to be my snare strings horns yes I need my Tim sound Right, left Izzy kizzy looky here [Chorus:] [Missy] Ahhhhhhh Sucka mc I know is stupid fresh Get 10 percent mist not ta half ya chest Couple bottles half anotic just to wet down my toungue And say wip wip wack what chew playin' me huh? [Miss Jade] Me and Missy ballin up the avenew Pullin'bresh dress to impress we makin' thoose Music bizz only reason I ain't jackin' fools You know, brunts, junts, and brackin' broos Missy People keep brawlin' the streets is callin Brag till I'm nice and ah ah ah on it Miss Jade I'm bad luck cause yall are just dicks Please try not to make this your duck Missy Please not make us tell you how much you suck (funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party) [Ludacris] Once upon a time in College Park Where they live life fast and they scared of dark There was a little n***a by the name of Cris Nobody paid him any mind No one gave a s**t Knowing he could rap No one lifted a hands So he went about his business and devised a plan Made a cd then he hit the block 50 thousand sold Seven dollars a pop Hold the phone Three years later Stepped out the swamp With ten and a half gators All around the world on the microphone Leaving the booth smelling like Burberry cologne Still riding chrome Got b*****s in the kitchen Never home alone And he's on the grind Please let me know if he's on your mind And respect you'll give me Ludacris I live loud like Timmy F**k, have to clear these rumors I got a headache and "it's not a tumor" Get up on my lap and keep my head sucked right Sprayed so I never let the bed bugs bight Hard to the core Core to the right Who taught yall turn around pick a bale of pike [Chorus:] [People in the background chatting] Yo, straight up Missy killed that s**t tonight for real I know I know, I don't even care about her being pregnant by Michael Jackson You know what we should do We should go get her album when it comes out There she go, there she go, there she Heeeey Misssy [Missy] Hi Missy? What's up fools? You think I aint knowin yall broke Milli Vanilli Jj Fad wannabes aint over here gossiping bout me? Yo how bout you buff these Pumas for 20 cents so your lights wont get cut off You soggy breast, cow stomachs Yo take those baby gap shirts off, too You just mad 'cause Payless ran out of plastic pumps for the after party Yo by the way, go get my album Damn! Milzee gilzot silzomebilzody plilzays dilzouble gilzood Hilzzoo? My gizzirl! Brillzing her izzin! Izzo kizzay! Izzall rizzight... Izzo kizzay! Izzall rizzight! Nizzow wizzee wilzzo-izzo-zee!
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