Текст песни Missy Elliott - It`s Alright (featuring Craig Mack)
Missy Elliott - It`s Alright (featuring Craig Mack) слова песни
[Chorus] It`s alright As you may have heard To smoke the fat one and let the thunder burn It`s okay, to play this loud Mr DJ, don`t mean to sweat you down [Missy] I stuck my fingers in the socket, I blew up like a rocket in the market, now I cannot stop it Oh mami, oh papi, why they envy me? Messin up my creativity with all this negativity so now I`m drinkin gin-and-seng Anything to mess with my concentration with hallucinations of invasion, from waiting on the nation to get with my style Cos I`m about to transmit into some funky ish Can you get with this? Zay, villaveu, yes, ugh! They ask me if I`m nasty, they ask me, they bet me too Like osh-kosh-bigosh, osh cock suck their cocks Osh miss Miss iss oh shit I gets mad styles, get it get it I`m wit it wit it if you wit it, oh shit then let`s split it into a 20 sack, and I`ma be back wit my boy Craig Mack like that, ugh! Chorus [Craig Mack] Don`t sweat me down This jam needs a frontin MC, leave MC`s shakin in the ground Here come the bumpenin sound Worth more than the coke that they sellin by the pound I walk the street like Shaft Hop to kick a paragraph, floatin on the funk like a life raft Down with Sista, it`s the MC brezzle twister Mackalicious boy I`ll pop you like a blister Craig Mack`s a Jedi Knight with The Force of course I can run MC`s thru my teeth like dental floss So back up and don`t sweat me down Boo docks on locks, fat boys nabbed the home town And you can get the balls like that Hittin wicked like the funkalicious rhymes that`s phat, uhh And we can get back in forth off the back Chorus [Missy] Oh if, I could bring sucker-suckertash When I farts I poops cash from my ass Cos If You Think You`re Lonely Now like Bobby Womack in gangsta format, I dunk shit like Shaq I`m not greedy, I feeds the needy, I smokes a beady I feel, the need to stroke the weedy Oh big daddy, is you ready *slurp* to slurp me in your mouth like spaghetti? Hi Ho Silver, ya killer, my drug dealer fo` reala, I drinks some Miller, ugh Look up in the sky ARGH ARGH!! It`s a birdie, yes I`m worthy for certy Black eyed peas, all in my butt like fleas Oh we`s smell panties All in my crack My amplifier`s on the maxi light, Kotter Welcome Back