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missy elliott - work it (remix) (featuring 50 cent) lyrics

[verse 1: busta rhymes]
there’s only one god sonny, and there ain’t no replacement
and anybody thinkin different jus get locked in the bas-m-nt
you know we had to touch the beat ’cause the track is dope, n-gg-
and throw some bullet’s at you the size of cantaloupes, n-gg-
a lotta n-gg-s rollin around like they can’t get touched
even the pope know to stay in bullet proof benz trucks
flipmode up in this b-tch, ya n-gg-s know we on fire
we hang n-gg-s like old sneakers from telephone wires

[50 cent:]
flip mode!

[chorus: missy]
is it worth it, let me work it
i put my thing down, flip it and reverse it
{-“i put my thing down, flip and reverse it” –
if you got a big [elephant], let me search ya
to find out how hard i gotta work ya
{-“i put my thing down, flip and reverse it” –

[verse 2: 50 cent]
unh yeah
now missy she too much for me
she took me to to the crib man, she told me
now my babymama i told her -ss not to beat me
her broke -ss wanna fight, missy know how to treat me
she sitting on cash, she got money out the -ss
gave her them back shots and got money out her -ss
now you can see me in the coupe like what
next time i’ll hit her in that g5 truck
i’ve got the magicstick, i can go for hours
from the bed to the floor, to the sink to the shower
with her back to the bed and her legs to the sky
i can go hard, know why, big girls don’t cry
i had visions of missy with her money by the tub
ching! ching! jackpot, i think i’m in love
i’m looking for missy now so i can get my back rubbed
this the sh-t she hollered in my ear before we left the club

[verse 3: busta rhymes]
i wish that tbone was 6 0 for the big hoes haha
no if you da star stick mode the flip mode
blah~
old ladies luve busta bust
this sucks,
jighewine ready to blast, shoot it out yo -ss
smack that -ss, grab, that trick
pull a stunt, is that yo b-tch?

[verse 4: missy]
if you’re a fly gyal, get your nails done
get a pedicure, get your hair did
boy lift it up, lets make a toast-ah
lets get drunk, it’s gon bring us clos-ah
don’t i look like a halle berry post-ah?
see dem belvedere playin tricks on ya
girlfriend wanna be like me nev-ah
you won’t find a b-tch that’s even bett-ah
i make it hot as las vegas weath-ah
listen up close while i take you backwards
{-“watch the way missy like to take it backwards” – backwards-}
i’m not a prost-tute but i can give you whatchu want
i love your braids and your mouth full of funk
love the way my -ss ba-b-mp ba-b-mp b-mp
keep your eyes on my ba-b-mp ba-b-mp b-mp
and think you can handle this ga-donk ga-donk donk
take my thong off and my -ss go boom
cut the lights off so you see what i can do

[hook: missy]
is it worth it, let me work it
i put my thing down, flip it and reverse it
{-“i put my thing down, flip and reverse it” –
busta!

[verse 5: busta rhymes]
easy does it, easy blows s40 e-40
easy does sh-t f-gordy
f-you, f-them, f-lil kim
good missy
good prissy, it sticky, it might stick to yo p-ssy
good missy

[verse 6: missy]
boys, boys, all type of boys
black, white, puerto rican, chinese boys
{??} thanga thang, {??} thanga thang
girls, girls, get that cash
if it’s 9 to 5 or shakin ya -ss
ain’t no shame ladies, do your thang
just make sure you ahead of tha game
just cause i got a lot of fame sup-ah
prince couldn’t get me change my name papa
kunta kinte, enslave a game, no sir
picture black sayin, “oh yessuh m-ssa”
picture lil’ kim dating a pastor
minute man, big men can outlast ya
who is the best? i don’t have to ask ya
when i come out, you won’t even matt-ah
why you act dumb like ughhh, duh
so you act dumb like ughhh, duh
and the drummer boy go pa-rum pa-pum pum
give ya some some some of this cinnabon

[outro: busta rhymes]
n-gg-z impersinating god and 2pac, one….

- missy elliott lyrics

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