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MISSY ELLIOTT lyrics : "I'm Talkin"

[Verse One:]

^!$$%, waz up?

You think you tough, I'm fly %#@!
Has a (*##$, dope as $#&@
Sho nuff I'm guaranteed, no diggities

Fight you like the $#&@ing enemies
You would think there's $#&@ing 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 mother$#&@in bad to the bone
Like my !@%$ 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 $#&@ing 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 $#&@ing 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
^!$$% know who I am

Now you want to sing and dance
You want to shake your stanky $$#
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

^!$$% 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 ^!$$%?

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 %#@!

And Lil' Kim be talking more %#@!
Da Brat be talking more %#@!
Busta Rhymes be talking more %#@!
702 talk %#@!
And Aaliyah talk %#@!

Ginuwine be talking more %#@!
And I be talking more %#@!
And Total be talking more %#@!
Maganoo and St. Nick we be talking %#@!
Jimmy talking %#@! too
We out

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