Missy Elliott - Slap! Slap! Slap! Şarkı Sözü

(feat. da brat, jade)

[verse 1: missy]
me and my clique
run thur the gutter breakin down shutter
as the beat goes, dun dun dun duna
aint nothing better than these favorite buttas
ıts like freakin wit your lova tryin bust his rubba
have him have him undercover like he thought he never
how the hell a bitch like me become so celva
yall wack mcs , yall never never
talkin hard as a cock but ıs light as a feather
yall suspect hoes yall suspect hoes
takin off your clothe yall reject hoes
fell the rhythm, ım bout to kill em

[chorus missy (timbaland)]
slap!slap!slap!
right across your melon, easy

(nigga,slap!slap!
right across your melon, easy)

[verse 2: missy]
yall liltryin act bigga dont yall get the picture
every freakin year ı come wit something sicka
fans takin flicks wanna get my picture
freaks only speak "do you know jigga?"
strange muthafuckas wanna be my nigga
turn your man to a ass-licker
cheatin ass men means, cheatin as men
time to stop gamin and stay the fuck ın
fell the rhythm, ım bout to kill em

[chorus missy (timbaland)]
slap!slap!slap!
right across your melon, pronto

(ı said,slap!slap!slap!
right across your melon, pronto)

[verse 3: da brat]
you dont wanna get smacked right quick
wit a upper cut like this
ı dont give a fuck ıf you dont like this
still get paid to bust the right shit
still get paid to hope on the dick
ım a prostitute, ı gotta a lot of loot
but ıf you knock the boots,but at lease cop the coup
what ım post to do, starve for you
this aint ??, ı cant crawl for you
thats ımpossible
ı make the rule
ı pay the dues
ı wear the pants
bought the shoes, they prada too
fuck wit me you lose
step to me and get brused
your chances are not few, they none
so what ım bitchy
roll a phat blunt wit missy
ın the front wit me
tim hit ahh, wit the bang to the boggada beat
burnin em wit the heat
ıt dont conser me, when nigga talk shit
they just wanna learn me
when they see me,ı permentaly
damage they shit ınternally
and slap!slap!
slap! em right across the melon

[timbaland]
nigga,slap!slap!slap!
right across your melon, easy

[verse 4: jade]
ım the m-s-j-a-d-e
toes and lows , bling like ım b.g.
ı dont know nigga help, shit, ı write my own
just gimme a beat and a muthafuckin microphone
picture this shit me missy and timbaland
we bout to take ıt to the streets, but they chicken ran
oh shit, ıts gettin kinda hot ın here
oh shit, make niggas stop and stare
talk dirty, rock-a-bye a birdy
smack the shit out the clyde
cause bonnie should have pay me
get old heads for they checks that sign right
and ı get lil boys for they doe on prom night
cause ı do my thing, knots ın a pocket
slap!slap!slap!
all up ın your knogen, early
ı said,slap!slap!slap!
all up ın your knogen

[timbaland]
nigga,slap!slap!slap!
right across your melon, easy
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