MISSY ELLIOTT - Click Clack lyrics

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Music...

WOOO

When I walk up in the club, they be pushin'

Misdemeanor got that ice that keep'em lookin'

(Uh-huh)

Crop top, drop tops on my Phantom, mang.

They be trippin' and them haters just pussies.

(Woo)

Feelin' on me, feelin' on me like a pornstar,

I drive a fast car, still shave my chocha.

(Uh-huh)

Get the cash, get the cheddar, get the beans mean,

(Uhhh)

Ching-a-ling, bling bling, my money real green

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Who dat?

Who dat?

Player better fall back,

st-step back, player better fall back.

Click-Clack, cock back

Semi-automatic track

Drink a lot of Similac,

Shorty better fall back.

(WOO)

I fall down, get up

then I gotta dust it off

(Uh-huh)

(Say you got to dust it off?)

Yeah, I quickly dust it off.

I'm off the wall,

I do brawl, don't stall

Yes it's on,

Said it's on, I can't be cloned

You can call me Mike Jones.

305-212-804, My cell

(WOO)

Y'all must be dumb as hell

If y'all think that is my cell.

Hotel, motel, Holiday-

Don't play-

round the way, OJ

Yeah, I'm so icey.

(AAH)

What them haters say?

Misdemeanor OK.

(Uh)

Call me foreplay,

Position more than 40 ways.

(Uh-huh)

Like a chocolate glaze,

I'm hotter than a summer day.

Stingray, Sugar Ray,

Knuckles all up in your face.

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I block-a block-a,

Straight jocker,

Matter fact, a face snapper.

Money stacker, no slacker,

Hit rapper, gun strapper.

I click, click

hear my--

Click-click.

2 snaps, you hit, then I--

click-click.

I make cash, pay them bills,

I pay them bills that buy new wheels.

I wear high heels,

I touch and feel,

catch me in your man grill.

My record deal, my movie deal

Is super sick-sick.

I click-click, and if you doubt me then I--

Click - click.

(Uh-huh)

Smack them boys,

I will destroy-

Hit, hit, straight down and

split-split ya boy.

I kick-kick like Karate flick-flicks

You get your ass bit,

Don't make me have to-

Click-click

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