MISSY ELLIOTT - Slap, Slap, Slap lyrics
rate me[verse 1: missy]<br>Me and my clique<br>Run thur the gutter breakin down shutter<br>As the beat goes, dun dun dun duna<br>Ain't nothing better than these favorite buttas<br>It's like freakin wit your lova tryin bust his rubba<br>Have him have him undercover like he thought he never<br>How the hell a bitch like me become so celvayall wack mc's , y'all never never<br>Talkin hard as a cock but is light as a feather<br>Yall suspect hoe's y'all suspect hoe'stakin off your clothe y'all reject hoe's<br>Fell the rhythm, I'm bout to kill em[chorus] missy (timbaland)slap!slap!slap!<br>Right across your melon, easy(nigga,slap!slap!right across your melon, easy)<br>[verse 2: missy]yall lil'tryin act bigga don't y'all get the picture<br>Every freakin year I come wit something sicka<br>Fan's takin flick's wanna get my picturefreak's only speak “do you know jigga? <br>Strange muthafucka's wanna be my niggaturn your man to a ass-licker<br>Cheatin ass men means, cheatin as mentime to stop gamin and stay the fuck in<br>Fell the rhythm, I'm bout to kill em<br><br>[chorus]<br>Missy (timbaland)slap!slap!slap!<br>Right across your melon, pronto(I said,slap!slap!slap!<br>Right across your melon, pronto)<br><br>[verse 3: da brat]<br>You don't wanna get smacked right quickwit a upper cut like this<br>I don't give a fuck if you don't like thisstill get paid to bust the right shit<br>Still get paid to hope on the dickI'm a prostitute, I gotta a lot of loot<br>But if you knock the boots,but at lease cop the coup<br>What I'm post to do, starve for youthis ain't ? ? , I can't crawl for you<br>That's impossiblei make the rulei pay the duesi wear the pants<br>Bought the shoes, they prada toofuck wit me you losestep to me and get brused<br>Your chances are not few, they noneso what I'm bitchyroll a phat blunt wit missy<br>In the front wit metim hit ahh, wit the bang to the boggada beat<br>Burnin em wit the heatit don't conser me, when nigga talk shit<br>They just wanna learn mewhen they see me,i permentalydamage they shit internally<br>And slap!slap!slap! em right across the melon<br><br>[timbaland]<br>Nigga,slap!slap!slap!<br>Right across your melon, easy<br><br>[verse 4: jade]<br>I'm the m-s-j-a-d-e<br>Toes and lows , bling like I'm b.g.i don't know nigga help, shit, I write my own<br>Just gimme a beat and a muthafuckin microphone<br>Picture this shit me missy and timbaland<br>We bout to take it to the streets, but they chicken ran<br>Oh shit, it's gettin kinda hot in hereoh shit, make niggas stop and stare<br>Talk dirty, rock-a-bye a birdysmack the shit out the clyde<br>Cause bonnie should have pay meget old heads for they checks that sign right<br>And I get lil' boys for they doe on prom night<br>Cause I do my thing, knots in a pocketslap!slap!slap!<br>All up in your knogen, earlyi said,slap!slap!slap!all up in your knogen<br><br>[timbaland]<br>Nigga,slap!slap!slap!right across your melon, easy
