MISSY ELLIOTT

MISSY ELLIOTT - All n my grill - Eu lyrics

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(feat. MC Solaar & Nicole)

(Missy)

Don't explain, you never change

Same old thing, same old game

Say ya want to be wit' me

But show me my ring

Baby, let me think

I been in the cold

The story untold, about to unfold

How do you expect me

To ever believe you won't be wit' me

(Missy) (Nicole)

Why you all in my grill (Why you all in)

Can you pay my bills (Can you pay my bills)

Let me know if you will (Let me know, know)

Cuz a chick gotta live (A chick like me, I got to live)

(Missy)

Talk is talk, and talk is cheap

Tell it to her, don't say it to me

Cuz I know I'm in control

See tricks are for kids, and boo I'm too old

Go 'head, with your games

Don't ever come back to me again

Where you go, remember me

I'm the best thing in history

(Missy) (Nicole)

Why you all in my grill (Why, why, why)

Can you pay my bills (Can you pay my bills)

Let me know if you will (Let me know boy, boy)

Cuz a chick gotta live (A chick got to live, ooh yeah)

(Missy) (Nicole)

Third time (Third time)

I moved you in, took you back

In my life (I was a fool)

I don't know what's wrong with me

Third time (Third time)

I moved you in, took you back in my life (oh yeah, yeah)

(Missy) (Nicole)

Why you all in my grill (All in my grill)

Can you pay my bills (Can you pay my bills, yeah)

Let me know if you will (Let me know if you will)

Cuz a chick gotta live (oh, yeah)

Why you all in my grill

Can you pay my bills (Ooh, pay my bills)

Let me know if you will (Let me know, let me know baby, baby)

Cuz a chick gotta live (A chick like me, I got to live)

(Missy)

If you want me, where's my dough?

Give me money, buy me clothes

No need for talking, have my dough

Where's my money? Where's my clothes?

If you want me, where's my dough?

Give me money, buy me clothes

No need for talking, have my dough?

Where's my money? Where's my clothes?

(MC Solaar)

Zigzag zigzag, oui, j'ai du zigzaguer

De comète en planète ta salopette rosagué

shoot quand y'a des canettes, y'a plus d'bisou

Plus d'baisers, plus d'bises, juste un biz biz de bijoux

Tu veux du cling-cling clinquant, ne vit-on pas

sale top du top salsa plus Merco Classe A

Je braquerais les banques, toutes, tu ferais banqueroute

Boufferais des casse-croûtes juste pour paver d'or ta route

J'jouerais à cache-cache pour trouver l'cash

Userais de la calache, de la tchatche, j'vendrais même du hash

Solaar trip j'excède clean honnête et net

T'offrira des tas d'poupées pleines de p'tites pépettes

J'aurais les poches vides, portrais le même jean

Lêverais mon verre à la tienne, tu diras tchin-tchin

T'auras tout ce que sur terre le soleil fait briller

Joueras au monopoly, uh, avec des aiguillées

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