MISSY ELLIOTT

MISSY ELLIOTT - Slide lyrics

My twinkies looks stanky on the benz

And don't I gotta look shweet for my mens

I make em think I got a whole bunch of paper

And even they the ball player from the lakers

Now faker taker maker holla at cha later

Shake and wake up tell em what to get my ass from jacobs

That's the way a real diva like to floss it

But a car no matter what it costess

Of course it's my rolls royce's made dem nosses

Tell you who the muthafuckin' boss is

I'ma drive and you walkin that's why you talkin

See the chrome spinning on the wheel stop jockin'

I'ma let you know real nice and slow I'll be broke as a joke

If I had to be your ho so po'

Missy on the rise like the sun if you think

That I'm done I ain't even begun

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Feel the boom bass to get you bad kit

15's putting holes in you back kit

Bo bo boom, bo bo boom, bo bo boom, bo bo boom

Don't it sound so fantastic

My lamborghini disappear like houdini

2 20 cant see me in a bottle like a genie

Teenie, weenie

Now hate me like you hate to eat your wheaties.

Now here's a freebie

I'ma let you see my on t.v.

Except that my emmy autogrammy in miama

I hit you with the 1-2 whammie

You know tooth granny with a hole in her panties

And I don't give a shit if you can stare me cause

I is what I is and what I am is like my mamey

And I don't mean to sound to peti

But they used to call me fatty

Till I got with puff daddy

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My rims keep turnin and turnin

Tires burnin through queens and mouths burning (rrrr)

And yes it's my concern that

You chain platinum or is it really sterlin'?

I'm old school, I rock da sherlin

From new jers. heard all the way to berlin

And as for certain behind every curtain

There's a snake bitch lerkin and she about to catch a hurtin

Mr. moles on da beats

And missy be the beats behind the beats

My record sales don't jump and do leaps and

While you sleep I'm on the grind as a creep

Sho-creep!

I got puma's on my feet

Fresh gear, eryday all week

You know I keep a high from a peeps never cheap

Underground like the streets (oh-oh)

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