Missy Elliott

Missy Elliott - I'm Talkin songtekst

Je score:
Nigga, watz up?
 You think you tough, I'm fly shit
 Has a bitch, dope as fuck
 Sho nuff I'm guaranteed, no diggities
 Fight you like the fucking enemies
 You would think there's fucking ten of me
 When I'm sending these
 Blows, blows, hoes want to roll like hydro
 When I suck Timbaland's bone like you (barking in the background)
 Fido, I go
 Scoop Lil' Kim
 Me, she, her, them and him
 Gets high in a tunnel
 They see my Lexus comin
 They hear the bass rumblin
 They come quick, they come quick
 Like a dick, I make myself sick
 I'm so motherfuckin bad to the bone
 Like my titties are full blown

 Chorus:

 My style of rappin, my style
 I'm such such a good rapper, I'm such such a good rapper
 I give you good and plenty, yeah yeah
 My styles the bomb diggy, my style
 My style of rappin
 I'm such such a good rapper, I'm such a good rapper
 I give you good and plenty hmmm hmmm
 My style the bomb diggy

 Verse Two:

 I'm calling your cards like Sprint
 Can't be me, can't see me
 I'm low like Timb, ladies and gents
 Dogs, cats and babies
 Whoever but my style
 I hope you croak from the rabies
 Swayze,maybe I call your name
 Ain't that a fucking shame
 I'm too high for that
 I'm great like the dane
 Mane on main
 If you decide to put your hands
 On my fucking light
 Like the ciggarettes I light
 You must burn, you better learn
 >From the pro
 Who rock shows after shows
 When it rains it pours
 I hurt like the cold souls
 My style polishes like nails and toes
 You know, know

 Chorus

 Verse Three:

 You beg to be put on like cats
 Nigga know who I am
 Now you want to sing and dance
 You want to shake your stanky ass
 Well I'm sorry Sam
 God damn, ou ain't family
 You hounding me, pounding me
 With the same old story
 You bore me
 Lordy have mercy on all these groupies
 Sorry cutie
 Why you go and shake your bootie?
 Cause there's only one Lil' Kim
 The triple beam, the misdemean
 Nigga queen, whoomp, we Tag Team
 So hot we melt like ice cream
 Without the dick riding
 Dreams of smoking a California blunt
 I got the lyrics to make you feel it
 What you want nigga?

 I'm talking about my style
 I am the flyest then RZA now
 I'm talking about my style
 Let me tell you about Missy's style

 Chorus

 Hey Timbaland be talking more shit
 And Lil' Kim be talking more shit
 Da Brat be talking more shit
 Busta Rhymes be talking more shit
 702 talk shit
 And Aaliyah talk shit
 Ginuwine be talking more shit
 And I be talking more shit
 And Total be talking more shit
 Maganoo and St. Nick we be talking shit
 Jimmy talking shit too
 We out
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Copyrights:

Auteur: Melissa Elliott (2), Timothy Mosley

Componist: ?

Publisher: Rhino Entertainment Company, Warner Music Group

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1997

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: Supa Dupa Fly (1997)

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