Mrs. International - Redman/Method Man
Written by：John Hill/Erick Sermon/Anthony Best/Clifford Smith/Reggie Noble/John Atkins
Yeah
Nice
Dedicated to all the beautiful people in the house
You know who you are
Yeah
Redman Method Man Blackout 2
Sexy
Hair and nails done up girl
You got your act together
You get the thumbs up your raw footage is uncut
Fronting like them goodies is untouched
We both knew this money's is young bucks
Ma you ever take a trip to Shangalot
Too many hard shames
The hardest one is saying goodbye
Look here time is money
Let me save you some time
And in your spare time fully
Understand I'm a rare find
You know so pick a day and pick
A place and we there for sure
Slow up the pace this ain't no race
And there you go
I'm d**e money girl that mean
I got cash to blow
She love it though she so
International
Not around the way around the world
And you be stunting
When you around your girls
But you classy though
I'm feeling your vibe
You feeling the high
The G4 is ready to fly is you ready to ride
Let's go
International now we can creep
We can lay on the beach you know
Then hit the sheets I'll let you
Play with my feet you know
She keep it low she so international
International hey I like a girl
That'll roll me a blunt you know
With pretty feet cook me
Something to eat you know
You not a groupie you're international
Hey you know me girl who I be girl
The big whale that bailed outta SeaWorld
What's your name show me ID girl
You look black and a little Chinese girl
Hey wait a minute where you going shorty
Try to sneak past me like you ain't balling
You look sweet like Tweet baby cccall me
Matter of fact wasn't you on Maury
I'm just playing
Hey miss thang
Hey hey miss thang how you gon' miss me
I got tickets let's roll to the Knicks game
You Teena Marie and baby I'm Rick James
Excuse me where you going mama
I wanna change I voted for Obama
Bring in the new kick out the old timers
Let's talk while we go and meet your mama
International Hey I like a girl
That's thick in the waist you know
The kind of girl that'll finish your plate you know
You not greedy you international
International The type of chick I
Like'll wheelie your bike you know
Rock the mic roll a Philly uptight you know
I like it though she so international
Seems to me me you a queen to be
You mean girl but you don't mean to be
Got your crown and your throne
Little castle you can rest your dome
And we can smoke a little greenery you know
You getting that dough
Let's get it and go on this cruise
I'm taking it slow you painting your toes
And it's cool
F**k with your dude I'm f**king with you
Like an overnight celebrity Miss Nothing to Lose
Yo hey hey miss lady my boricua
I heard your Applebum like Bonita
Your accent telling me you from the eastside
Take off your shoes you bout five feet high
I get high what about you
A jungle brother and baby I house you
Your feet looking real good in them house shoes
You're not a groupie you international
International
International
