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Work It

DJ, please pick up your phone
I'm on the request line

This is a Missy Elliott one-time exclusive (Come on)

Is it worth it, let me work it
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it (backwards 2X)

If you got a big ***, let me search it
And find out how hard I gotta work ya
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it (backwards 2X)

I'd like to get to know ya so I could show ya
Put the p**** on ya like I told ya
Gimme all your numbers so I could phone ya
Your girl actin' stank then call me over
Not on the bed, lay me on your sofa
Phone before you come, I need to shave my chocha
You do or you don't or you will or won't ya
Go downtown and eat it like a vulture
See my hips and my tips, don't ya
See my a** and my lips, don't ya
Lost a few pounds and my whips for ya
This the kinda beat that go ra-ta-ta
Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
Sex me so good I say blah-blah-blah
Work it, I need a glass of water
Boy, oh, boy, it's good to know ya

Is it worth it, let me work it
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it (backwards 2X)

If you got a big ***, let me search it
And find out how hard I gotta work ya
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it (backwards 2X)
(Come on)

If you a fly gal get your nails done
Get a pedicure, get your hair did
Boy, lift it up, let's make a toast-a
Let's get drunk, that's gon' bring us closer
Don't I look like a Halle Berry poster
See the Belvedere playin' tricks on ya
Girlfriend wanna be like me, never
You won't find a b**** that's even better
I make you hot as Las Vegas weather
Listen up close while I take it backwards
I'm not a prostitute, but I could give you what you
want
I love your braids and your mouth full of floss
Love the way my a** go bum-bum-bum-bum
Keep your eyes on my bum-bum-bum-bum-bum
And think you can handle this gadong-a-dong-dong
Take my thong off and my a** go vroom
Cut the lights off so you see what I could do

Is it worth it, let me work it
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it (backwards 2X)

If you got a big ***, let me search it
And find out how hard I gotta work ya
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it (backwards 2X)
(Come on)

Boys, boys, all type of boys
Black, white, Puerto Rican, Chinese boys
Why-thai,-thai-o-toy-o-thai-thai
Rock-thai,-thai-o-toy-o-thai-thai
Girl, girl, get that cash
If it's 9 to 5 or shakin' your a**
Ain't no shame, ladies do your thang
Just make sure you ahead of the game
Just 'cause I got a lot of fame supa
Prince couldn't get me change my name papa
Kunta Kinte a slave again, no sir
Picture black sayin', "Oh, yes a master"
Picture Lil' Kim dating a pastor
Minnie Me and Big Ren can out last ya
Who is the best, I don't have to ask ya
When I come out you won't even matter
Why you act dumb like "Uh, duh"
So you act dumb like "Uh, duh"
As the drummer boy go ba-rom-pop-pom-pom
Give you some-some-some of this Cinnabun

Is it worth it, let me work it
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it (backwards 2X)

If you got a big ***, let me search it
And find out how hard I gotta work ya
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it (backwards 2X)
(Come on)

To my fellas
I like the way you work that
To my ladies
You sure know how to work that

Gossip Folks

(Con: 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 bitch was married to Tim and started fucking with Trina
I heard the bitch got hit with three zebras and a monkey
I can't stand the bitch no way

(Missy)
When I walk up in the piece
I ain't gotta even speak
I'm a bad mamajama goddammit motherfucker 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
Muthafuckas adios amigos
Halves halves wholes wholes
I don't brag I mostly boast
From the VA to the LA coast
Iffy kiffy izzy oh

(Coro)
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
Bitches wanna talk shit
I'm driving I'm glad and I'm styling
in these muthafuckas 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 fuck now
Naw you ain't getting loud
Better calm down for I smack your ass down
I need my drums bass high
Has to be my snare strings horns and
I need my Tim sound
right, left
Izzy kizzy looky here

(Coro)

(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 fucking boy
Sniffing some coke
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 nigga by the name of Cris
Nobody paid him any mind
No one gave a shit
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
Steeped 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 bitches 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
Fuck, have to clear these rumors
I got a headache and it's not from tumors
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 right
Drop down turn around pick a bale of cotton

(Coro)

(People in the background chatting)
Yo, straight up Missy killed that shit tonight for real
I know I know, I don't even care about her beign preganant by Michael Jackson
You know what we should do
We should go get her alvum when it comes out
There she go, there she go, there she
Heeeey 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!

I'm Really Hot

Pre-Hook:)
oh,oh,oh,oh,oh,oh,oh,oh
I'm,I'm,I'm,I'm,I'm really,really
Hot,Hot,Hot,Hot,Hot

Let me holla' at the d.j.
Come on d.j. put that record on the replay
Don't you see how them bitches move they bootay
Everytime you play this record, smell like coochie
Follow dem',Screamin' like a groupay
Misdemeanor move my nookie like a hoochay
For them hatas fuck whatever you say
Because you know I'm too cool for you anyway
I'm just a bad bitch
M-I-S,Miss
I'm gonna' keep talkin' shit till you get this
I'm gonna' bust up in the club wit' no guest list
Them otha' artist, I keep em' all restless
I don't french kiss unless it's 50 cent
Vivica,we can share him like the president
Tabloids,I don't care,it's irrelevant,I'm heaven sent
Now watch how I do this shit

(Pre-Hook)

(Coro:)
I'm really,really hot
Everytime my records drop
Radio says I won't stop
Cus' I'm killin' em'

You don't know whatcha' talkin' bout
You would think I was Sug when I come out
My album hit hard when I roll out
Yall records make a bitch wanna' throw em out
And that's no doubt
See I rock bells
Fly as hell and cool as ?
Baby can't ya' tell
I lick my lips like I'm L.L.
And I'm doin' it,and doin' it,and doin' it well
Straight to the hotel
I'm cellabut so,boy,you gets no tell
Kiss,kiss and still you gets nowhere
Just two blue balls down in yo' underwear
I play unfair
I'm a hot gal
Hot cars and stars and strip bars
And ain't hot if I'm not there
I'm a true playa'
You can find me up in any record store
Hurry up and get chere

(Pre-Hook)

(Coro)

Look,let me move to the left
Go head,let me fell myself
Touch my chest my sweat
Show that d.j. how I shake my breast
Jiggle,jiggle,jangle
Watch how my gludius dangle
I do a 1-2 step,STOP
No,I ain't done yet
Everybody in the club,go to work
Tight jeans,crop shirts,short skirts
I'm gonna' rock to the beat till' it hurt
I'm gonna' drop it on the streest
Yeah ya' heard
Hatas' I flip the bird
Got guns,so what,I ain't scurred
I came to boogie and swerve
I ain't lyin' folk that's my word

(Pre-Hook)

(Coro)

Really-ly-ly-ly-ly-ly-ly-ly-hot-hot-hot-hot-hot
Really-ly-ly-ly-ly-ly-ly-ly-hot-hot-hot-hot-hot

Missy Elliot - Lose Control

Music make u lose control
Music make u lose control

(Fatman Scoop)
Lets go
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Here we go now
Here we go now
Here we go now
Here we go now
Watch out now
(music make u lose control)
Misdemeanors in da house
Ciaras in da house
Misdemeanors in tha house
Fat man scoop man scoop man scoop

(Missy Elliott)
I\\\'ve got a cute face
Chubby waist
Thick legs n shape
Rump shakin both wayz
Make u do a double take
Plan rocka show stopa
Flo froppa head knocka
Beat stalla tail droppa
Do ma thang muthafukas
Ma rose royce lamborghini
Blu madina alwayz beamin
Ragtop chrome pipes
Blu lights outta sight
No me sow it n
Set it n sow it n
Make dat money tho it n
Booty bouncin gon hit

(Missy Elliott & Ciara)
Everybody here
Get it outta control
Get yo backs off tha wall
Cuz misdemeanor said so
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody

(Missy Elliott)
Everybody

(Ciara)
Well ma name is ciara
4 all u fly fellaz
No 1 can do it betta

(Missy Elliott)
She\\\'ll sing on acapella

(Ciara)
Boy tha music
Makes me lose control

(Missy Elliott)
We gon make u lose control
And let it go 4 u kno
U gon hit tha flo

I rok 2 da beat till im tired (tired)
Walk n da club it\\\'s fiya (fiya)
Get it krunk and wired
Wave ya hands scream louda
If u smoke den fiya it up
Bring da roof down
Den holla
If u tipsy stand up
Dj turn it louda
Take sumbody by da waist den uh
Now tho it in dey face like uh
Hypnotic robotic
This here will rock yo bodies
Take sumbody by da waist den uh
Now tho it in dey face like uh
Systematica static
This hit be automatic

Work wait
Work work work wait
Work work work wait
Work work work wait
Do it right

(Fatman Scoop)
Hit tha floor hit tha floor
Hit tha floor hit tha floor
Hit tha floor hit tha floor
Hit tha floor

(Missy Elliott & Ciara)
Everybody here
Get it outta control
Get yo backs off tha wall
Cuz misdemeanor said so
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody

(Missy Elliott)
Everybody

(Fatman Scoop)
Lets go

(Missy Elliott)
Everybody here
Get it outta control

(Ciara)
Get yo backs off da wall)
(Missy Elliott)
Cuz misdemeanor said

(Ciara)
So
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody

(Missy Elliot)
Everybody
Get loose

(Fatman Scoop)
Put yo back on tha wall
Put yo back on tha wall
Putyo back on tha wall
Put yo back on tha wall

Misdemeanors in da house
Ciaras in da house
Misdemeanors in tha house
(music make u lose control)
We on fiya
We on fiya
We on fiya
We on fiya
Now tho it gurl
Tho it gurl
Tho it gurl
Tho it gurl
Yeah
Now move yo arm 2 tha left gurl
Now move yo arm 2 tha left gurl
Now move yo arm 2 tha right gurl
Now move yo arm 2 tha right gurl
Lets go now lets go now lets go now
Wooo lets go
Should i bring it back right now
Now bring it back now
Woooo oohhh
I see u c
Now ima iam do it like c did
Now shake it gurl
Cum on and jus shake it gurl
Cum on and jus shake it gurl
Cum on and jus shake it gurl
Cum on and let it pop right gurl
Cum on and let it pop right gurl
Cum on and let it pop right gurl
Now bak it up gurl
Bak it up gurl
Bak it up gurl
Bak it up gurl
Woooo woooo woooo
Go go
Bring it 2 da front gurl go go
Bring it 2 da front gurl go go
Bring it 2 da front gurl go go
Bring it 2 da front gurl lets go lets go lets go
Wooo