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missy elliott - bring the pain lyrics

one two three four five six seven eight nine!” – chuck d “are we on the air?”

{-beat from method man’s original “bring the pain” starts playing-}

[missy elliott]

uhh, uhh .

{ha?}

uhh

{ha?}

uhh

{ha?}

uhh, this is – uhh, a missy elliott – uhh, exclusive
uh-huh. woo!

[missy]

and i came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain
ooh baby, what’s your name?

{ha?}

i love the way you’re spittin the game
you made me change from thinkin all guys the same
you the type of guy i wanna marry in months
got exactly what i want

{ha?}

and ain’t no fakin the funk
your att-tude is funk and you’re makin me crunk (c’mon)

[chorus: missy – singing]

yes it’s real baby
got me so crazy
light my fire dirty
like the way you serve me
stimulate my body
crunk just like a party
ohh, you won’t be sorry
my papi, i’m yo’ mami

[missy]

i’m in your life to come and let you explore

{ha?}

and take you on a tour
the kind of guys that be talkin that noise
is the reason i ignore

{uh-ha!}

and you the one i wanna take to meet moms”he’s a rap superstar”

{uh-ha!}

i wanna be the one, you like
i’m sure to do you right

[chorus]

[method man]

+ (missy)is it real hon, if it’s really real (let’s chill)maybe pop an x pill (how does s-x feel?)come and get your next thrill (you the raw deal)yo i’m sayin if your man won’t (mr. meth will)that’s amore’, all day, mind over matter
and my forte’ is foreplay, s-x on a platter
have it your way, then who, serve you everything on the menu
and all that freak sh-t that you into
sweet lady, you drive me half crazy
maybe, we can go half on a baby (on a baby?)poppa got a brand new bag
hidden in the stash of his brand new jag
lovely, kick your shoes off and get comfy
we can b-mp uglies if you ain’t got your monthly
yes i, like “american pie”tell ’em m-i-crooked letter-crooked letter-y

[chorus]

[missy]

m-e-t-h-o-d, man
m-i-s-s-y, i am
i came came to bang bang the boogie
i see you lookin to bang out my nookie
you want my cookies i baked for you rookies
work hard they want me to bang bang and stick me
if you want my nookie you got to come quickly
m-e-t-h-o-d is ya wit me?(mr. meth) is ya wit me?

- missy elliott lyrics

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