Missy Elliot Slide Lyrics:
My twinkies looks stanky on the benz and don't I
gotta look shweet for my mens i make em think i
got a whole bunch of paper and even they the ball
player from the lakers now faker taker maker
holla at cha later shake and wake up tell em what
to get my ass from Jacobs that's the way a real
diva like to floss it but a car no matter what it
costess of course its my rolls royce's made dem
nosses tell you who the muthafuckin' boss is
I'ma drive and you walkin that's why you talkin
see the chrome spinning on the wheel stop jockin'
I'ma let you know real nice and slow I'll be broke
as a joke if I had to be your ho so po' Missy on
the rise like the sun if you think that I'm done
I ain't even begun

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Feel the boom bass to get you bad kit 15's
putting holes in you back kit bo bo boom, bo bo
boom, bo bo boom, bo bo boom don't it sound so
fantastic my lamborghini disappear like houdini
2 20 cant see me in a bottle like a genie Teenie,
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Weenie Now hate me like you hate to eat your
wheaties. Now here's a freebie I'ma let you see
my on t.v. except that my emmy autogrammy in
miama I hit you with the 1-2 whammie you know
tooth granny with a hole in her panties and i
don't give a shit if you can stare me cause I is
what I is and what I am is like my mamey and I
don't mean to sound to peti but they used to call
me fatty till I got with puff daddy

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My rims keep turnin and turnin tires burnin
through queens and mouths burning (rrrr) and yes
it's my concern that you chain platinum or is it
really sterlin'? I'm old school, I rock da
sherlin from new jers. heard all the way to
berlin and as for certain behind every curtain
there's a snake bitch lerkin and she about to
catch a hurtin mr. moles on da beats and missy
be the beats behind the beats my record sales
don't jump and do leaps and while you sleep i'm
on the grind as a creep Sho-creep! I got puma's
on my feet fresh gear, eryday all week you know
I keep a high from a peeps never cheap
underground like the streets (oh-oh)

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Lyrics: Slide, Missy Elliot [end]