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MISSY ELLIOTT lyrics : "Meltdown"

Bet it, bet it taste like candy [x3]

[Missy]

I broke up wit my ex I couldn't take his sarcasm
Everytime we bone I had to fake an !@($
Moanin and groanin tried to make him feel manly

I'd rather use my toys, plus my hands come in handy
I finally told him that my heart was somewhere else
Whenever we sexed I wished that he was someone else

That dude that approached me at the bar the other night
That be the mister right and hot enough to melt some ice
I think I'm in love like Beyonce be with Jigga

It's not his major figure that want him to be my ^!$$%
He got that magic stick that make my little #~!!@ quiver
Juices runnin like a river slowly down my kitty litter

Boy I'm so glad I found a ^!$$% like you
A thug like you to make a girl say - oh
Hope he feel as strong as my po hah do

With you by my side its like I'm drunk off boo

If you be my man only my man I wouldn't mind tastin your magic stick, magic stick

If you don't cheat or sleep around aint nothing wrong wit tastin your magic stick

[Chorus]

I bet it taste like candy, meant to melt in my mouth
I know you got planet, baby you the %#@!
Now what you workin wit candy meant to melt in my mouth

I know you got planet, I like the way, I like the way
I like the way, I like the way


[Interlude]
I like the way you work your stick boo
The way you work it like voodoo

The way you wind and you wind and you grind
Don't stop the way you work your stick
Baby the way you work your stick

Baby keep on and keep on and keep on keep goin

[Missy]

My ex boyfriend had to go
He didn't know how to work that magic stick
But I found a guy that sure do love

It's so true his love is cla-hassic yeah oohhh

[Chorus]


[Interlude]


[Missy]
I could play gin and you could play J.D.
If you like Beyonce you could play Jay-Z

Check for them other chicks cos they not me
They're just some copy cats there's only one Missy
M-to the I double ss don't test

I'm hard as the cushion on a bullet proof vest
But you got me whipped like slaves in the days
You're cool as the shade and ice and lemonade

I think I wanna marry you baby I will carry
Guess it's necessary and on the contrary
You be mister right and mister legendary

The more I fall in love the more it gets scary

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