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1. _ P***ycat
This is another Missy Elliott exclusive
Its all for the love
But there is more things that keep a man satisfied
And I know the remedy just to cure him from
Cheating even if he tried hey
Pussy don't fail me now
I gotta turn this nigga out
So he don't want nobody else
But me and only me
Pussy don't fail me now
I gotta turn this nigga out
So he don't want nobody else
But me and only me
I know hes a man and men have intentions
To sleep with someone else
But that's why when I make love to him
Im ruling
Try to give him my best hey
Pussy don't fail me now
I gotta turn this nigga out
So he don't want nobody else
But me and only me
Pussy don't fail me now
I gotta turn this nigga out
So he don't want nobody else
But me and only me
As long as the pussy good
Its alright
Aint gotta worry about my man
Cuz he knows ma's
Is one of a kind
And that's why he keeps staying
The pussy good
Its alright
Aint gotta worry about my man
Cuz he knows ma's
Is one of a kind
And that's why he keeps staying
Look ma
Yea you got the bomb and work
That prissy stuff
Glad it aint the gushy stuff
That gushy stuff?
I don't like the mushy butts
I wish we was
Like comfy over Jennifer
Him and her
Too much like I and we
And what that mean?
We just love the booty
All we see in 3D is um
Booty booty booty booty
Oh really
Do me, do me, do me, do me
Run through me like flood go through an IV
That's good ill make sure you never will leave
Can I put my booty booty
Up in your spaghetti?
Daddy
Are you ready for sacary from me
Pussy gushy mushy what more you want from me
Cuz my feelins h ...[Message truncated]
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2. _ Slide
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 its 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
Slide slide dip shake
Move it all around, move it all around
Slide slide dip dip shake
move it all around move it all around
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
Slide slide dip shake
Move it all around, move it all around
Slide slide dip dip shake
move it all around move it all around
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)
Slide slide dip shake
Move it all around, move it all around
Slide slide dip dip shake
move it all around move it all around
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3. _ Hot
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4. _ Intro
yeah whats the deal ya'll this missy elliott givin ya'll magazine writer's
radio cats listers or plain old haters a small piece of my album which is
titled under construction under consrtuction simply states that im a work in
progress im working on myself you know uh every since Aaliyah passed i view
life in a uh more valuable way looking at hate and anger gossip or just plain
ol bullshit became ignorant to me when you realize in a blink of a eye you
walking down a church aisle and that was meant for weddings and happiness and
realize the same church aisle are used to view a loved one for the last time
from the world trade families the left eye family big pun family you know
biggie family pac family to the hip hop family we all under construction trying
to rebuild you know ourselves hip hop done gained respect from you know not
even respect form but just like rock and roll and it took us a lot of hard work
to get here so all that hatin and animosity between folks you need to kill it
with a skillet you don't see bill gates and donald trump arguing wit each other
cuz both of them got paper and the they got better shit to do get more paper so
all im sayin is lets take hip hop back to the rope follow me
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5. _ Funky Fresh Dressed
[Intro: Missy]
This is a Misdemeanor exclusive
If your radio is experiencing any kind of difficulties
Turn the volume up
Yes, turn the volume up
Yes, turn the volume up
This is an exclusive (Turn the volume up)
[Verse 1: Missy]
It's very necessary, on the contray
No you do not scare me, is you drinkin' Bloody Mary?
But shit, you betta hurry, before I have to bury
My attitude is bitchy, cuz my period is heavy
I used to drive a Chevy, put twenties on that baby
My nigga was the shit, but then that stupid nigga left me
And now I'm lovin' Larry, but Larry go with Terri
And Terri is a freak, but it's his baby she will carry
The life he live's a fairy, cartoon like "Tom and Jerry"
My flow is legendary and your style is temporary
Yeah, you need to worry, like Jason, it gets scary
The words that I spit don't fit in that category
Is my vision blurry? My speech is very slurry
Me without Tim is like Jamaicans with no curry
And yes, it's necessary, so hurry, nigga, hurry
Cuz when this album drops, you whack MC's will all get burried
[Chorus]
Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party
Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)
Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party
Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)
Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party
Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)
Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party
Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)
[Verse 2: Missy]
Your style's very crummy, that's why you have no money
You always looking bummy, I don't care if you don't love me
Don't try to come before me, unless you are a dummy
Repeat, you'll lose your teeth and I would hate to call you gummy
Rainy or sunny, battle no way, honey
This not a game of Hide-and-Seek, go call ya mummy
It's about get so ugly, and I'ma keep y'all runnin'
Hiding from me, cuz you know you are weak
You ain't sayin' nothin', I keep it jumpin' jumpin'
In your Kenwoods, I'm bumpin' sumthin' in ya trunk'n
You can say I'm buggin', cuz when I come out bustin'
That's why y'all be discussin' who I like and who I'm fuckin'
[Repeat Chorus]
[Break: Timbaland]
C'mon, c'mon
C'mon, c'mon
C'mon, c'mon
Fickidy, uh, uh, uh
C'mon, c'mon
C'mon, c'mon
[Beat changes]
[Verse 3: Ms. Jade]
I had a little homie named Paul Revere
Smokes blunt after blunt, guzzled 40's of beer
He would swear up and down every first of the year
He was gon' quit smokin', but he never did
Watch y'all huskey, it's about that time
Gettin' ready for the club 'round quarter til' nine
Couple bottles of hypnotic in the back of the ride
Might spit like a girl, but I hit like a guy
Me and Missy ballin' up the avenue
Funky fresh dressed to impress, we mackin' dudes
Music biz only reason I ain't jackin fools
You know bullshit walk and stackin' rules
Shit keeps drawin', the streets keep callin'
Drink til' I'm nice and uh, uh-uh, on'n
I'm bad luck, y'all mad cuz y'all suck
Please do not try to fuck with young duck
Please do not try to fuck with young duck
[Beat switches back to original]
[Repeat Chorus]
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6. _ Ain't That Funny
[Intro: Missy]
This is another Missy Elliot exclusive
[Verse 1: Missy]
I remember when yo ass was broke, so in love wit me
You were always at home, always talkin bout
"loan me this, loan me that, now gimme gimme"
And then ya got doe, and decide ya wanna leave
Gotta few chicks checkin for ya now, huh, you forgot about me
(Ain't it funny)
[Chorus]
When ya man gets money
I bet you can't find him
But when he come home beggin
You can't deny him
Where he at when you need him?
(he's out lookin cute)
But when he need a few dollers
He know who to run to
[Verse 2]
We would go out, I had to pay for everything
I never had to worry about you fuckin 'round
You used to tell me "Yea I love ya, No one above ya"
Then I bought you clothes, I made ya look like a king
Then the girls started flirtin wit ya ass, huh, and you forgot about me
(Ain't it funny)
[Chorus]
[Hook]
I'll be the one you runnin to
when yo pockets is low
And you outta cash flow
And the chicks don't want you no mo'
[Beat comes back in]
Be the one you runnin to
When you got no mo' gas
In those buses, catchin cabs
And the chicks don't see you no mo'
[Chorus]
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7. _ Work It (Remix Featuring 50 Cent)
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8. _ Can You Hear Me?
[Aaliyahs mother]
This is the information for
For where you can send the flowers
Its for Aaliyah
Ill give you the phone number in case you need it
Ok we'll see you
Take care of yourself
I love you
Bye bye
[Missy]
I been checkin on your moms and dad
And your brother sister since the day you left
Passed on and went away with God
But for your mom its been
So damn hard
I hate to even hear her cry
Aaliyah she asked me why
Would a baby girl go this way
Can you give me better words to say
One day she'll see you again
With the same old beautiful smile
Long hair and the voice of a hummingbird
You'll be singing them same old Songs
Aalyiah can you hear me
I hope that you're proud of me
Me and Tim we been doing our thing
But Its never been the same
Since you had to go
I aint never met a friend
More incredible
[TLC]
I know you in real good hands
With God but damn I miss you
Aayliah if you see Left Eye will you tell her
That me and Boz miss her too
Cuz no ones gunna fill her space
TCL not replace
Yall the reasons we learned to love
Fly high with your 22 doves
One day we'll see her again
With the same old beautiful smile
Crazy but sexy cool
She'll be rapping them same old Songs
Lisa can you hear me
We hope that you're proud of us
TLC has come along way
But its never been the same
Since you had to go
Cuz the healing process will be long and slow
Aaliyah I know you in a safer place
You face to face with the creator
And Ill make up
And if you and Left-Eye have been to chat tell her
Me and Teone we know that she much safer
If you see Biggie Smalls up in the clouds tell him
Hes still the illest MC we had around
2pac there is only one
Big Pun RIP we say one
One day we'll see yall again
With the same old beautiful smiles
All styles so many styles
And yall be doing the same old things
The last time we seen ya
We hope yall can change the world
Let them see how short life be
It would never be the same since you had to go
To the music world yall are incredible
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9. _ Back in the Day
"Brothers and sisters!
Brothers and sisters, I don't know what this world is coming to!"
[Jigga] Whassup Missy? Timbo!
[Missy] This is.. another.. Missy
[Jigga] Hip-Hop! Yes!
[Missy] Elliott, exclusive
[Jay-Z]
Yes, uhh
One for the butters, I came from the gutter
No I came from my mother but y'all know what I mean
Hov' is here to stay like permanent crease in your jeans
Me and Missy be the new +Tag Team+
"Whoomp! There It Is"
We like, Rae & Ghost, A.G. and Showbiz
We "Public Enemy #1," our "Uzi Weighs a Ton"
This is our house, RUN! [laughing]
[Missy]
What happened to those good old days? {HA?}
When hip-hop, was so much fun
Ohh, house parties in the summer y'all (c'mon)
And no one, came through with a gun
It was all about the music y'all
It helped.. to relieve some stress {HA?}
Ohh, we was under one groove y'all (y'all)
So much love {HA?} between North and West
[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
Go back in the day
British Knights and gold chains
Do the prep and cabbage patch
And wear your laces all fat
Back in the dayyyyyyyy, hey hey
Hip-Hop has chaaaanged
[Missy]
Remember when we used to battle? (uh-huh)
On the block {HA?} before the lights came on
Ohh! Mama said we would be straight A kids (c'mon)
If we did our homework, like we knew those Songs
Salt-N-Pepa, Rakim, and P.E. {HA?}
D.M.C, and Heavy D
Yes! Daddy Kane, Slick Rick too (oh-OOH!)
MC Lyte ("Paper Thin") opened, doors for you and me, c'mon
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z]
Young! J. Bizzy, let's do it again nigga
Grew up the way it oughta be
From day KRS-One all the way up to "Nineteen Naughty Three"
To M.O.P., we "Cold as Ice"
Nigga we rock it from the "Dre Day" to the Suge Knight
So fuck Chuck Phillips and Bill O'Reilly
If they try to stop hip-hop, we all gon' rally nigga
Post Biggie and 'Pac I gotta hold down the city
Make a nigga wanna 'holla' like Missy, but fuck it
Just let a nigga MC
The best rapper alive, unquestionably
If you rip on your +EP+ you gonna need an +MD+
So "You Gots to Chill" cause I "Kill at Will"
like solid water dude; y'all niggaz don't get it
"Kill at Will," solid water? Ice Cube
Ha ha, that's how hip-hop has evolved
Jay-Z's for President, I'm namin Ra as the National God
[Missy]
Me and Jigga, Jigga J-J-Jay-Hova
I rocks the mic right whether I'm pissy drunk or sober
Misdemeanor fo'-finger ringer I'm stupid FRESH
I've been hot since LL rocked the Kangol HAT
Yes yes, the yes yes, the yes y'alln
C'mon... AW YEA, AW YEA
Okay, me, that nigga Jigga, fresh dressed in the mornin
C'mon... AW YEA, AW YEA
[Chorus]
[ad libs and whistling]
[Missy]
I wanna, go back in, time (let's go)
Feels like I, I wanna, go back in, time
Feels like I (Y'all remember "Self Destruction"?)
I wanna, go back in, time
(Where all the rap Artists got on a record together?)
Feels like I, I wanna, go back in, time
(I used to love them days, no tension, let's go!!)
[Chorus]
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10. _ Gossip Folks
[People in background chatting]
Yo, yo yo move out of the way
We got missy Elliott coming through
Girl that is missy Elliott she lost a lot of weight
Girl I heard she eats one cracker a day
Oh well I heard the bitch was married to Tim and started fucking with Trina
I heard the bitch got hit with three zebras and a monkey
I can't stand the bitch no way
[Missy]
When I walk up in the piece
I ain't gotta even speak
I'm a bad mamajama goddammit motherfucker you ain't gotta like me
How you studying these hoes
Need to talk what you know
And stop talking bout who I'm sticking and licking jus mad it ain't yours
I know ya'll poor ya'll broke
Ya'll job jus hanging up clothes
Step to me get burnt like toast
Muthafuckas adios amigos
Halves halves wholes wholes
I don't brag I mostly boast
From the VA to the LA coast
Iffy kiffy izzy oh
[Chorus]
Musi ques
I sews on bews
I pues a twos on que zat
Pue zoo
My kizzer
Pous zigga ay zee
Its all kizza
Its always like
Its all kizza
Its always like
Na zound
Wa zee
Wa zoom zoom zee
[Missy]
When I pull up in my whip
Bitches wanna talk shit
I'm driving I'm glad and I'm styling
in these muthafuckas eyes did you see it?
I'm gripping these curbs
Skuur, did ya heard
I love em, my fellas, my furs
I fly like a bird
Chicken heads on the prowl
Who you trying fuck now
Naw you ain't getting loud
Better calm down for I smack your ass down
I need my drums bass high
Has to be my snare strings horns and
I need my Tim sound
right, left
Izzy kizzy looky here
[Chorus]
[Missy]
I don't go out my house shorty
You just waiting to see
Who gon roll up in the club and then report that next week
Just wanna see who I am fucking boy
Sniffing some coke
I know by the time I finish this line I'm a hear this on the radio
[Ludacris]
Yeah, uh huh, okay
Once upon a time in College Park
Where they live life fast and they scared of dark
There was a little nigga by the name of Cris
Nobody paid him any mind
No one gave a shit
Knowing he could rap
No one lifted a hands
So he went about his business and devised a plan
Made a CD and then he hit the block
50 thousand sold
Seven dollars a pop
Hold the phone
Three years later
Steeped out the swamp
With ten and a half gators
All around the world on the microphone
Leaving the booth smelling like Burberry cologne
Still riding chrome
Got bitches in the kitchen
Never home alone
And he's on the grind
Please let me know if he's on your mind
And respect you'll give me
Ludacris I live loud just like Timmy
Fuck, have to clear these rumors
I got a headache and it's not from tumors
Get up on my lap and get my head sucked tight
Sprayed so I never let the bed bugs bight
Hard to the core
Core to the right
Drop down turn around pick a bale of cotton
[Chorus]
[People in the background chatting]
Yo, straight up Missy killed that shit tonight for real
I know I know, I don't even care about her beign preganant by Michael Jackson
You know what we should do
We should go get her alvum when it comes out
There she go, there she go, there she
Heeeey Misssy
[Missy]
Hi Missy?
What's up fools?
You think I aint knowin yall broke Milli Vanilli
Jay Jay fan wannabes aint over here gossiping bout me?
Yo how bout you buff these Pumas for 20 cents so your lights wont get cut off
You soggy breasts, cow stomachs
Yo take those baby GAP shirts off, too
You just mad cuz Payless ran out of plastic pumps for the after party
Yo by the way, go get my album
Damn!
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11. _ Play That Beat
To the beat y'all, play that beat [5x]
(This is a Missy Elliott exclusive)
[1st Verse]
When you wanna go around the world (I'm ready)
And if you want me to fight your ex-girl for you (I'm ready [2x])
If you need me to cook you meals (I'm ready)
And if you want me to come and chill with you boy (Suga' I'm ready)
[Chorus]
You don't know how you got me
I've never been in so, but not me
I was always told not to be
Givin' up the (cat) easy
Something you do reminds me
Friends be tryin' to stop me
They can't believe you got me
Givin' up the [cat] easy
[2nd Verse]
When you need a backrub from working all day (I'm ready)
Uh when you need a chick to come over right away (I'm ready) (Like this)
When you need me to wash your clothes boy (I'm ready)
When you need me on the phone to curse out the hoes (Suga' I'm ready)
[Chorus]
Boy there ain't none quite like you
Ask me and I'll always do
Cuz' I got this thing for you
You know what a little (cat) can do
[Repeat]
[Chorus]
I'm ready when your baby momma trips
So just call me come in doin' backwards flips
My darling
Would you like me bust her lips
Cuz' I'm ready, show you I'm the realest chick
And I love you
I'll do what you want me to do
I said I love you
For you I'm more than a crew
I'm Mrs. Do-right
Can't go wrong with me
I said R-E-D-Y
Always on time
Uh, come on
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12. _ Nothing Out There for Me
[Beyonce]
There ain't nothing out there...
[Missy]
A Missy Elliott Exclusive
[Missy (phone)]
I know one thing
Beyonce better not answer this phone
Her and the ladies in free
I ain't got no money either shoot
We 'posed to been at the club
[Beyonce]
Ooh
Hello?
[Missy]
Beyonce! I know you ain't letting that broke down insecure L.L. Cool J wanna be nigga keep you in the house for another Friday.
[Beyonce]
Just..Just go ahead I'ma stay here wit my man. Ain't notin out there for me.
My man don't like my friends
(Girl your man ain't no good why he tryin to keep you in?)
He says they influence me
(If I was an influence Id'a been said leave)
But boy I love him so
(Girl we late for the club, why you still don't wanna roll?)
Cuz I got my prize right here
(But see the guys at the party!)
[Chorus]
Ain't nothing out there for me
Ain't nothing about there for me
This is where I wanna be
I dun already been in the streets
And I aint came across nothin' so sweet
He's the only man that I love
And I don't need more than one
So don't worry when I'm hanging out
He's the only one that I am thinking about!
I know he's insecure
Everytime I leave out the door
(and you letting him spoil your night? Live your life, you aint even his wife)
He ain't gotta worry about me
Cus I got something more sweet
(Oh you must got a diamond ring)
And I know I'm so lucky
Aint nothin'
[Chorus]
Ain't nothing about there for me
This is where I wanna be
I dun already been in the streets
And I aint came across nothin' so sweet
He's the only man that I love
And I don't need more than one
So don't worry when I'm hanging out
He's the only one that I am thinking about!
And I love him
He's my baby for sure
I a sure him that
I love him more than ever before
And he don't bore me and his love like the time that we met
I adore him
And no man has come closer than that
[repeat]
[Chorus]
Ain't nothing out there for me
Ain't nothing about there for me
This is where I wanna be
I dun already been in the streets
And I aint came across nothin' so sweet
He's the only man that I love
And I don't need more than one
So don't worry when I'm hanging out
He's the only one that I am thinking about!
Look you goin or what?
Go ahead I'ma stay here with my man
Ain't nothing out there for me
Its a lotta guys with cash and they like to spend money fast
Now is your sure about that?
I'm chillin with my man
What part don't you understand?
Yeah I'm sure about that
I think you should really go
I heard the party is outta control
Make sure you sure about that
I don't care about no club
Cus my man is all I love
Yeah I'm sure about that
Don't let him blow your high
Go out and have a nice time
Now is ya sure about that?
Girl I do not get high, and with him I spend all my time
Yeah I'm sure about that
Ok stay wit your man ill be at the club doing my dance...
Oh..
(you're the only one I'm thinking about)
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