Cherish - Miss P lyrics
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(feat. Da Brat) Intro: [Jermaine Dupri] Yo this is one of them ones when they come on It makes you wanna say (ohh) You can't listen to this low man You gotta turn it up know what I'm sayin' (ohh) Yeah Cherish, So So Def ya'll know (ohh) This is how it go man double O three Felicia holla at 'em Verse 1: [Cherish] If I walk up and said what's up Would you give me that look And act like your tough As I walked back Would you give me the eye Admire my strut checking out my look See you look like you'd be the type That be getting numbers all night, night, night From night baby that's alright You be getting numbers so do I Chorus: [Cherish] (2x) You could call me M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter P-I-M-P I know you think u got game But baby let me tell you You ain't got more than me Verse 2: [Cherish] Sweetie I'm no freak So you won't have me But I'll have you messed up With the words I speak We can be just friends Are you can dish feelings You'll be callin' up and you'll be checkin' it I know this might sound like its hype But if I want you boy You'll be mine, mine, mine One tick my conversations tight Cuz now I got you curious right Chorus: [Cherish] (2x) You could call me M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter P-I-M-P I know you think u got game But baby let me tell you You ain't got more than me Verse 3: [Cherish] (Jermaine Dupri) Yeah I'm in the C-H-E-R-I-crooked letter-H And we don't play when it comes to Pimpin' this music, pimpin' these tracks, Pimpin' this game until we get pa-aid And we gon' P-I-M-P this music industry Until everyone know our name (What's your name?) Felicia, Ferrah, Fallon, Neosha Got you open until these vocals Is what you gon' be sayin' Chorus: [Cherish] (2x) You could call me M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter P-I-M-P I know you think u got game But baby let me tell you You ain't got more than me Verse 4: [Da Brat] I cherish bein' a pimp It ain't necessarily bad I'm not embarrassed to demonstrate I party They call me Miss Harris Favorite color is orange Cherish is glowin' I'm chuch from my head to my toe and It's obvious its showin' cuz I'm hopin' my color don't bother us When it's gametime Everyday flametime This game shine I have no other choice but to Blow your mind I'm more soldier that the lieutenant When it's cold I'm in drapes until the floor Chinchilla, I look good in it With the hood in it 600 wool in it, we runnin' get money Dis honey ain't bullsittin' still ain't funny, ain't it Yo pimp showtainin' Don't hate on me, why don't you go and get you some I'm sayin' my whole crew bangin', we stay sharp as tack It's J.D. and Brat Pimpin' this industry to the max believe that Chorus: [Cherish] (2x) You could call me M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter P-I-M-P I know you think u got game But baby let me tell you You ain't got more than me
