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MISSY ELLIOTT lyrics : "Gossip Folks"

(feat. Ludacris)

[People in background chatting]

Yo, yo yo move out of the way
We got missy Elliott coming through
Girl that is missy Elliott she lost a lot of weight

Girl I heard she eats one cracker a day
Oh well I heard the (*##$ was married to Tim and started $#&@ing with Trina
I heard the (*##$ got hit with three zebras and a monkey

I can't stand the (*##$ no way

[Missy]

When I walk up in the piece
I ain't gotta even speak
I'm a bad mamajama goddammit mother$#&@er you ain't gotta like me

How you studying these hoes
Need to talk what you know
And stop talking bout who I'm sticking and licking jus mad it ain't yours

I know ya'll poor ya'll broke
Ya'll job jus hanging up clothes
Step to me get burnt like toast

Mutha$#&@as adios amigos
Halves halves wholes wholes
I don't brag I mostly boast

From the VA to the LA coast
Iffy kiffy izzy oh


[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]
When I pull up in my whip
(*##$es wanna talk %#@!

I'm driving I'm glad and I'm styling
in these mutha$#&@as eyes did you see it?
I'm gripping these curbs

Skuur, did ya heard
I love em, my fellas, my furs
I fly like a bird

Chicken heads on the prowl
Who you trying $#&@ now
Naw you ain't getting loud

Better calm down for I smack your $$# down
I need my drums, bass, high hats
Has to be my snare strings horns and

I need my Tim sound
right, left
Izzy kizzy looky here


[Chorus]


[Missy]
I don't go out my house shorty
You just waiting to see

Who gon roll up in the club and then report that next week
Just wanna see who I am $#&@ing boy
Sniffing some !@%!e

I know by the time I finish this line I'm a hear this on the radio

[Ludacris]

Yeah, uh huh, okay
Once upon a time in College Park
Where they live life fast and they scared of dark

There was a little ^!$$% by the name of Cris
Nobody paid him any mind
No one gave a %#@!
Knowing he could rap
No one lifted a hands

So he went about his business and devised a plan
Made a CD and then he hit the block
50 thousand sold
Seven dollars a pop
Hold the phone

Three years later
Stepped out the swamp
With ten and a half gators
All around the world on the microphone
Leaving the booth smelling like Burberry cologne

Still riding chrome
Got (*##$es in the kitchen
Never home alone
And he's on the grind
Please let me know if he's on your mind

And respect you'll give me
Ludacris I live loud just like Timmy
$#&@, have to clear these rumors
I got a headache and it's not a tumor
Get up on my lap and get my head sucked tight
Sprayed so I never let the bed bugs bight

Hard to the core
Core to the rotten
Drop down turn around pick a bail of cotton (ya)

[Chorus]

[People in the background chatting]

Yo, straight up Missy killed that %#@! tonight for real
I know I know, I don't even care about her being preganant by Michael Jackson
You know what we should do
We should go get her album when it come out
There she go, there she go, there she
Hiiiii Misssy


[Missy]
Hi Missy?
What's up fools?
You think I aint knowin yall broke Milli Vanilli
Jay Jay fan wannabes aint over here gossiping bout me?
Yo how bout you buff these Pumas for 20 cents so your lights wont get cut off
You soggy breasts, cow stomachs

Yo take those baby GAP shirts off, too
You just mad cuz Payless ran out of plastic pumps for the after party
Yo by the way, go get my album
Damn!

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