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Missy Elliott f Ludacris

Gossip Folks (Mousse T`s Original Altern

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(People)Yo, yo yo move out of the wayWe got Missy Elliott coming throughGirl that is Missy Elliott she lost a lot of weightGirl I heard she eats one cracker a dayOh well I heard the bitch was married to Tim and started fucking with TrinaI heard the bitch got hit with three zebras and a monkeyI can`t stand the bitch no way (Missy Elliott)When I walk up in the placeI ain`t gotta even speakI`m a bad mama jama goddammit motherfucker you ain`t gotta like meHow you studying these hoesNeed to talk what you knowAnd stop talking bout who I`m sticking and licking just mad it ain`t yoursI know ya`ll poor ya`ll brokeYa`ll job just hanging up clothesStep to me get burnt like toastMotherfuckers adios amigosHalves halves wholes wholesI don`t brag I mostly boastFrom the VA to the LA coastIzzy kizzy izzy oh[Chorus]Did you knowAbout the Gossip FolkThat did the oakey-doakAnd Missy had to smokeThem cos she`s dope...Super dope...And she is fly...So super fly... (Missy Elliott)When I pull up in my whipBitches wanna talk shitI`m driving I`m glad and I`m stylingin these muthafuckas eyes did you see it?I`m gripping these curbsSkurr, did ya heardI love em, my feathers, my fursI fly like a birdChicken heads on the prowlWho you trying fuck nowNaw you ain`t getting loudBetter calm down for I smack your ass downI need my drum bass highHas to be my snare strings horns andI need my Tim soundright, leftIzzy kizzy looky here[Chorus] (Missy Elliott)I don`t go out my house shortyYou just waiting to seeWho gon roll up in the club and then report that next weekJust wanna see who I am fucking boySniffing some cokeI know by the time I finish this line I`m a hear this on the radio (Ludacris)Yeah, uh huh, okayOnce upon a time in College ParkWhere they live life fast and they scared of darkThere was a little nigga by the name of CrisNobody paid him any mindNo one gave a shitKnowing he could rapNo one lifted a handsSo he went about his business and devised a planMade a CD and then he hit the block50 thousand soldSeven dollars a popHold the phoneThree years laterSteeped out the swampWith ten and a half gatorsAll around the world on the microphoneLeaving the booth smelling like Burberry cologneStill riding chromeGot bitches in the kitchenNever home aloneAnd he`s on the grindPlease let me know if he`s on your mindAnd respect you`ll give meLudacris I live loud like TimmyUh, had to clear these rumorsI got a headache and it`s not a tumorGet up on my lap and get my head sucked tightSprayed so I never let the bed bugs bightHard to the coreCore to the rightDrop down turn around pick a bale of cotton[Chorus] (People)Yo, straight up Missy killed that shit tonight for realI know I know, I don`t even care about her being preganant by Michael Jackson (no)You know what we should doWe should go get her album when it comes outThere she go, there she go, there sheHiiiii Misssy (Missy Elliott)Hi Missy?What`s up fools?You think I ain`t knowin yall broke Milli VanilliJay Jay fan wannabes ain`t over here gossiping bout me?Yo how bout you buff these Pumas for 20 cents so your lights wont get cut offYou soggy breasts, cow stomachsYo take those baby GAP shirts off, tooYou just mad cos Payless ran out of plastic pumps for the after partyYo by the way, go get my albumDamn!

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