MISSY ELLIOTT - Gossip Folks lyrics
rate me[people in background chatting]<br>Yo, yo yo move out of the way<br>We got missy elliott coming through<br>Girl that is missy elliott she lost a lot of weight<br>Girl I heard she eats one cracker a day<br>Oh well I heard the bitch was married to tim and started fucking with trina<br>I heard the bitch got hit with three zebras and a monkey<br>I can't stand the bitch no way<br><br>[missy]<br>When I walk up in the piece<br>I ain't gotta even speak<br>I'm a bad mamajama goddammit motherfucker you ain't gotta like me<br>How you studying these hoes<br>Need to talk what you know<br>And stop talking bout who I'm sticking and licking jus mad it ain't yours<br>I know y'all poor y'all broke<br>Y'all job jus hanging up clothes<br>Step to me get burnt like toast<br>Muthafuckas adios amigos<br>Halves halves wholes wholes<br>I don't brag I mostly boast<br>From the va to the la coast<br>Iffy kiffy izzy oh<br><br>[chorus]<br>Musi ques<br>I sews on bews<br>I pues a twos on que zat<br>Pue zoo<br>My kizzer<br>Pous zigga ay zee<br>Its all kizza<br>Its always like<br>Its all kizza<br>Its always like<br>Na zound<br>Wa zee<br>Wa zoom zoom zee<br><br>[missy]<br>When I pull up in my whip<br>Bitches wanna talk shit<br>I'm driving I'm glad and I'm styling<br>In these muthafuckas eyes did you see it? <br>I'm gripping these curbs<br>Skuur, did ya heard<br>I love em, my fellas, my furs<br>I fly like a bird<br>Chicken heads on the prowl<br>Who you trying fuck now<br>Naw you ain't getting loud<br>Better calm down for I smack your ass down<br>I need my drums bass high<br>Has to be my snare strings horns and<br>I need my tim sound<br>Right, left<br>Izzy kizzy looky here<br><br>[chorus]<br><br>[missy]<br>I don't go out my house shorty<br>You just waiting to see<br>Who gon roll up in the club and then report that next week<br>Just wanna see who I am fucking boy<br>Sniffing some coke<br>I know by the time I finish this line I'm a hear this on the radio<br><br>[ludacris]<br>Yeah, uh huh, okay<br>Once upon a time in college park<br>Where they live life fast and they scared of dark<br>There was a little nigga by the name of cris<br>Nobody paid him any mind<br>No one gave a shit<br>Knowing he could rap<br>No one lifted a hands<br>So he went about his business and devised a plan<br>Made a cd and then he hit the block<br>50 thousand sold<br>Seven dollars a pop<br>Hold the phone<br>Three years later<br>Steeped out the swamp<br>With ten and a half gators<br>All around the world on the microphone<br>Leaving the booth smelling like burberry cologne<br>Still riding chrome<br>Got bitches in the kitchen<br>Never home alone<br>And he's on the grind<br>Please let me know if he's on your mind<br>And respect you'll give me<br>Ludacris I live loud just like timmy<br>Fuck, have to clear these rumors<br>I got a headache and it's not from tumors<br>Get up on my lap and get my head sucked tight<br>Sprayed so I never let the bed bugs bight<br>Hard to the core<br>Core to the right<br>Drop down turn around pick a bale of cotton<br><br>[chorus]<br><br>[people in the background chatting]<br>Yo, straight up missy killed that shit tonight for real<br>I know I know, I don't even care about her beign preganant by michael jackson<br>You know what we should do<br>We should go get her alvum when it comes out<br>There she go, there she go, there she<br>Heeeey misssy<br><br>[missy]<br>Hi missy? <br>What's up fools? <br>You think I ain't knowin y'all broke milli vanilli<br>Jay jay fan wannabes ain't over here gossiping bout me? <br>Yo how bout you buff these pumas for 20 cents so your lights wont get cut off<br>You soggy breasts, cow stomachs<br>Yo take those baby gap shirts off, too<br>You just mad cuz payless ran out of plastic pumps for the after party<br>Yo by the way, go get my album<br>Damn!
