Текст песни Missy Elliott - Slide
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[Intro: Missy]This is another Missy Elliot exclusive[Verse 1: Missy]My twinkies look stinky on the BenzAnd don`t I gotta look sweet for my mensAnd make em think I got a whole bunch of paperAnd even date a ball player from the LakersNow fake a take and make em holler at cha laterShake em Wake em and tell em what to get my ass from Jacob`sThat`s the way a real diva like to floss itBuy a car no matter what is costsOf course it`s my Rolle Royce`s making noisesTell you who the motherfucking boss isI`m driving, you walking that`s why you talkingSee the chrome spinning on the wheels stop jockingI`mma let you know real nice and slowI`ll be broke as a joke if I had to be a HoeSo poor, Missy on the rise like the sunIf you think that I`am done, I ain`t even begun[Chorus]Slide, Slide, Dip, Dip, ShakeMove it all around, Move it all aroundSlide, Slide, Dip, Dip, ShakeMove it all around, Move it all around[Verse 2: Missy]Feel the bombastic in ya back head15"s putting holes in ya back headBbboomp bbboomp bbboomb bbboombDon`t it sound so fantasticMy Lamborghini disappears like HoudiniTwo Twenty can`t see me in the bottle like a GenieTinny, Whinny, now hate me like you hate to eat your WheatiesNow here`s a free-be, I`mma let you see me on T.VAccepting my Emmy on a Grammy in MiamiI hit you with the one, two wamiYou no tooth granny, with a hole in her pantiesAnd I don`t give a shit if you can`t stand meCause I is what I is, and what Iam is like my MameAnd I don`t mean to sound to pettyBut they use to call me Fetty until I got with Puff Daddy[Chorus]Slide, Slide, Dip, Dip, ShakeMove it all around, Move it all aroundSlide, Slide, Dip, Dip, ShakeMove it all around, Move it all around[Verse 3:Missy]My rims keep turnin and turninTires burnin through Queens and Mount VernonAnd yes its my concern that:Your chain Platinum or is it really SterlingI`m old school I`ll rock a SherlinFrom New Jers heard all the way to BerlinAnd that`s for certain,Behind every curtain is a snake bitch lurking and she about to catch a hurtinMr. Moes on the beats, and Missy be the beats behind the beatsMy record sales don`t jump or do leapsAnd while you sleep I`m on the ground as I creep (you should creep)I got Pumas on my feet, Fresh gear everyday, every weekYou know I keep it hot for my peepsNever cheap underground like the streets[Chorus]Slide, Slide, Dip, Dip, ShakeMove it all around, Move it all aroundSlide, Slide, Dip, Dip, ShakeMove it all around, Move it all around