时间：2003-01-01
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Missy Elliot Feat. Ludacris - Gossip Folks - Various Artists
Yo, yo yo move out of the way
We got Missy Elliott coming through
Girl that is Missy Elliott she lost a lot of weight
Girl I heard she eats one cracker a day
Oh, well I heard the b**ch was married to Tim
And started f**king with Trina
I heard the b**ch got hit with three zebras and a monkey
I can't stand the b**ch no way
When I walk up in the piece
I ain't gotta even speak
I'm a bad mamajama goddammit
Motherf**ker you ain't gotta like me
How you studying these hoes
Need to talk what you know
And stop talking 'bout who I'm sticking
And licking jus' mad it ain't yours
I know y'all poor y'all broke
Y'all job jus' hanging up clothes
Step to me get burnt like toast
Muthaf**kas adios amigos
Halves, halves, wholes, wholes
I don't brag, I mostly boast
From the VA to the LA coast
Iffy kiffy izzy oh
Musi ques
I sews on bews
I pues a twos on que zat
Pue zoo
My kizzer
Pous zigga ay zee
It's all kizza
It's always like
It's all kizza
It's always like
Na zound, wa zee
Wa zoom zoom zee
When I pull up in my whip
B**ches wanna talk sh*t
I'm driving I'm glad and I'm styling
In these muthaf**kas eyes did you see it?
I'm gripping these curbs
Skuur, did ya heard
I love 'em, my fellas, my furs
I fly like a bird
Chicken heads on the prowl
Who you trying f**k now
Naw you ain't getting loud
Better calm down for I smack your a** down
I need my drums bass high
Has to be my snare strings horns and
I need my Tim sound right, left
Izzy kizzy looky here
Musi ques
I sews on bews
I pues a twos on que zat
Pue zoo
My kizzer
Pous zigga ay zee
It's all kizza
It's always like
It's all kizza
It's always like
Na zound, wa zee
Wa zoom zoom zee
I don't go out my house shorty
You just waiting to see
Who gon' roll up in the club
And then report that next week
Just wanna see who I am f**king boy
Sniffing some coke
I know by the time I finish this line
I'm a hear this on the radio
Once upon a time in College Park
Where they live life fast and they scared of dark
There was a little ni**a by the name of Cris
Nobody paid him any mind, no one gave a sh*t
Knowing he could rap, no one lifted a hands
So he went about his business and devised a plan
Made a CD and then he hit the block
50 thousand sold, seven dollars a pop
Hold the phone, three years later
Steeped out the swamp with ten and a half gators
All around the world on the microphone
Leaving the booth smelling like Barberry cologne
Still riding chrome
Got b**ches in the kitchen
Never home alone and he's on the grind
Please let me know if he's on your mind
And respect you'll give me
Ludacris, I live loud just like Timmy
F**k, have to clear these rumors
I got a headache and it's not a tumors
Get up on my lap and get my head sucked tight
Sprayed so I never let the bed bugs bight
Hard to the core, core to the right
Drop down turn around pick a bale of cotton
Musi ques
I sews on bews
I pues a twos on que zat
Pue zoo
My kizzer
Pous zigga ay zee
It's all kizza
It's always like
It's all kizza
It's always like
Na zound, wa zee
Wa zoom zoom zee
Musi ques
I sews on bews
I pues a twos on que zat
Pue zoo
My kizzer
Pous zigga ay zee
