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Missy Elliott f Ludacris

Under Construction

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* send corrections to the typist[People in background chatting]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]When I walk up in the pieceI ain`t gotta even speakI`m a bad mamajama 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 jus mad it ain`t yoursI know ya`ll poor ya`ll brokeYa`ll job jus hanging up clothesStep to me get burnt like toastMuthafuckas adios amigosHalves halves wholes wholesI don`t brag I mostly boastFrom the VA to the LA coastIffy kiffy izzy oh[Chorus]Musi quesI sews on bewsI pues a twos on que zatPue zooMy kizzerPous zigga ay zeeIts all kizzaIts always likeIts all kizzaIts always likeNa zoundWa zeeWa zoom zoom zee[Missy]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 curbsSkuur, did ya heardI love em, my fellas, 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 drums bass highHas to be my snare strings horns andI need my Tim soundright, leftIzzy kizzy looky here[Chorus][Missy]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 just like Timmy

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