Missy Elliot Ludacris & Ms. Jade - Gossip Folks Remix

Yo, yo, move out the way we got Missy Elliott commin through Girl that is Missy Elliott, she lost a lot of weight, I heard she eat one cracker a day! Girl, what I heard the bitch was married to Tim, and started fuckin with Trina Well I heard the bitch got hit by three zebras and a monkey I cant stand the bitch no way When I walk up in the peace I aint gotta even speak Im a bad mamma jamma god damnit muthafucka You aint gotta like me I aint sweatin these hoes Need to talk, what ya know Stop talking bout who Im stickin im lickin You just mad it aint yours I know yall poor Yall broke Yall jobs just hangin up coats Step to me get burnt like toast Muthafucka adios amigos ah ha, pose pose I dont brag I mostly boast From the VA to the LA coast Izzy Kizzy Lizzy Go [Chorus:] Musi ques I sews on bews I pues a twos on que zat Pue zoo My kizzer Pous zigga ay zee Its all kizza Its always like Its all kizza Its always like Na zound Wa zee Wa zoom zoom zee When I pull up in my whip Bitches wanna talk shit Im drivin im blinding them upside these muthafuckas ass "Did you see it?" Im drippin these curves Skuuurrrrt!! Did ya heard? my lovas, my fellas my furs Ah I fly like a bird Chickenheads on the prowl Who you tryda fuck now know you aint getting loud Better calm down before I smack ya ass down I need my drum bass high Has to be my snare strings horn Yes I need my Tim sound Right left Izzy Kizzy look at him [Chorus:] Musi ques I sews on bews I pues a twos on que zat Pue zoo My kizzer Pous zigga ay zee Its all kizza Its always like Its all kizza Its always like Na zound Wa zee Wa zoom zoom zee Missy Sucka MCs no stupid fresh get 10% dis knock the head off your chest couple bottles of hypnotic just to weigh down my tongue sayin wit wit dat but u playin me hung. Ms. Jade Me and Missy ballin up the ave. Funky Fresh Dress to impress we mackin dues Music biz only reason I aint jackin fools U know bullsh** walkin, stackin rules Missy People keep brawlin, streets is callin Drinkin till the nights we uh, uh, uh, on and. Ms. Jade Im bad luck, yall made cuz yall SUCK! Please do not try to **BLEEP** whip this young buck Missy Please dont make us tell u how much u SUCK! SISSSSSSSSSSY!!!!! Missy Funky Fresh Dress to impress ready to party. [Ludacris] Once upon a time in College park Where they live life fast and they scared of dark There was a little nigga by the name of Chris Nobody paid him any mind No one gave a shit Knowing he could rap No one lift a hand So he went about his business And devised the plan Made a CD then he hit the block Fifty thousand sold, seven dollars a pop Hold the phone, three years later Steped out the swamp with ten and a half gators Now all around the world on the microphone He leaves the booth smellin like Burberry cologne Still ride the chrome Got bitches in the kitchen Never home alone And hes on the grind Please let me know if hes on your mind And respect youll gimmie Ludacris, I live LOUD like timmy Had to clear these rumors I got a headache and its not a tumor Get up on my lap get my head tucked tight Sprayed so I never let the bed bugs bite Im hard to the core Core to the right You drop down turn around pick up hella clip (yaaaa) [Chorus:] Musi ques I sews on bews I pues a twos on que zat Pue zoo My kizzer Pous zigga ay zee Its all kizza Its always like Its all kizza Its always like Na zound Wa zee Wa zoom zoom zee x2
Artist: Missy Elliot Ludacris & Ms. Jade
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