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missy elliott - i'm talkin lyrics

[verse 1]
n-gga, what’s up? you think you tough
i’m fly sh-t, high as a b-tch, dope as f-ck
sho’ nuff i’m guaranteed, no diggities
fight you like the f-cking enemies
you would think there’s f-cking ten of me
when i’m sending these blows, blows
hoes wanna roll like hydro
wanna suck timbaland’s bone like you fido
i go, scoop lil’ kim, me, she, her, them and him
gets high in the tunnel
they see my lexus comin’, they hear the b-ss rumblin’
they come quick, they come quick like a d-ck
i make myself sick, i’m so motherf-ckin’ bad to the bone
like my t-tties on full blown

[chorus]
my style of rappin (my style)
i’m su-su-such a good rapper (i’m su-su-such a good rapper)
i give you good and plenty (yeah, yeah)
my style’s the bomb diggy (my style)
my style of rappin’ (yeah)
su-su-such a good rapper (i’m such a good rapper)
i give you good and plenty (uhm, mmm)
my style’s the bomb diggy (brrr)

[verse 2]
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 bit my style i hope you croak from the rabies
swayze, maybe i call your name, ain’t that a f-cking 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 f-cking light, like the cigarettes 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

[chorus]
my style of rappin (it’s such a good…)
i’m su-su-such a good rapper (i’m such a good rapper)
i give you good and plenty (i give)
my style’s the bomb diggy (you know my style)
my style of rappin (i’m such…)
i’m su-su-such a good rapper (i’m such a good rapper)
i give you good and plenty (yeah, yeah)
my style’s the bomb diggy (uhmm)

[verse 3]
you beg to be put on like pants
n-gga know who i am
now you want to sing and dance
you want to shake your stanky -ss
well i’m sorry sam, god d-mn
you ain’t family, you hounding me
pounding me with the same old story, ahh, 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, n-gga queen
whoomp, we tag team
so hot we melt like ice cream
without the d-ck riding
dreams of smoking a california blunt
i got the lyrics to make you feel it
what you want n-gga?

[bridge]
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]
my style of rappin’ (oh my)
i’m su-su-such a good rapper (su-su-such a good rapper)
i give you good and plenty (yeah, yeah)
my style’s the bomb diggy (you know my style)
my style of rappin’ (i’m such a good rapper)
i’m su-su-such a good rapper (i’m such a good…)
i give you good and plenty (good, good)
my style’s the bomb diggy

[outro]
hey timbaland be talkin’ more sh-t
and lil’ kim be talkin’ more more sh-t sh-t
da brat be talkin’ more more more sh-t sh-t
busta rhymes be talkin’ more sh-t, talkin’ more sh-t
702 talk sh-t sh-t
and aaliyah talk sh-t sh-t sh-t
ginuwine-wine talkin’ more more more sh-t sh-t
and i be talkin’ more sh-t
and total be talkin’ more sh-t
maganoo an-and st.-st. nick, we be talkin’ sh-t
we be talkin’ sh-t, i, i, i, i, uh huh
jimmy talkin’ sh-t too i, i, we out

- missy elliott lyrics

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