missy elliott - work it(edited) lyrics
(scratching)
d.j. please, pick up your phone, i’m on the request line.
this is a missy elliott one time exclusive.
(scratching)
chorus
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 (recorded in reverse)x2
if ya got a big (elephant noise) let me search it
find out how hard i gotta work ya
it’s your femenine dip and plan yet
it’s your femenine dip and plan yet
i’d like ta get to so i can show ya
wouldn’t hurt to know ya like i told ya
gimme all your numbers so i can phone
ya girl actin’ sk-nk, then call me ova
not on the bed, lay me on the sofa
call, before i come gotta shave my chocha
ya do or ya don’t well will or won’t ya
go downtown and have it like a volture
see my hips these hips don’t ya
see my -ss and my lips don’t ya
lost a few pounds in my waist for ya
this the kinda beat that go ra-ta-ta
ra ta ta ta ta ta ta ta tah tah
s-x me so good i say blah blah blah
work it!
i need a gl-ss a watah’
boy, oh boy it’s good to know ya
chorus
if you a fly gal’
get your nails done
get a pedicure,get your hair did
boy lift it up, let’s make a tosta’
let’s get drunk, it’s gonna bring us closa’
don’t i look like a halle berry posta’
see the belvedear playin’ tricks on ya
girlfriend wanna be like me neva’
you won’t find a trick that’s even betta’
i make it hot as las vegas weatha’
listen up close while take it backwards
(reverse of above)
i’m not a prost-tute, but i can give ya what i want
i love your braids and your mouth full a flounce
love the way my b-tt go buh-bomp buh-bomp-bomp
keep ya eyes on my buh-bomp buh-bomp-bomp
ya think you can handle this, buh-dunk-ka-dunk-dunk
take my thong off and my tail go boom
put the lights on, so you can see what i can do
chorus
boys, boys, all type a boys, black, white, puerto rican, chinese boys
wan tan taya taya tang-a-tang, wan tan taya taya tang-a-tang
girls, girls, get that cash
if it’s 9 ta 5 boys are shakin’ your -ss
ain’t no shame ladies do your thang, just make sure you ahead a the game
you know missy is supa dupa
but prince couldn’t get me change my name papa
who ya tellin’ slave a gain, no sir’
picture a black sam sayin’, “oh yes sir master”
no, i got a lamburgini so i drive faster
just to make ya’ll hata’s even freakin’ matter
you know i’m the best, i don’t have to ask ya
when i drop this record here it won’t even matter
why ya act dumb like, uuuggghhh duh
so ya act dumb like, uuuggghhh duh
and the drumer boy go purump-pa-pa-pum
give ya some some some of this cinna bun
chorus
to the fella’s
good god, i like the way you work that
(scratching)
to my ladies
woo….you sure know how to work that, good god
(scratching)
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