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    Missy Elliott / Lyrics

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    "Gettaway" Lyrics

    Missy Elliott feat. Nicole Wray and Space

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    (feat. Nicole, Space)

    [Verse One:]

    Close your eyes
    Visualize
    Space and I verbalize
    You chastize
    But can't stop my enterprise
    Put your rhymes in a line
    Put your raps in a stack
    I'll break you and your singer like Jinga
    I mean um
    I spit like knee
    On you this tight thing
    Space nine enferno
    One verbs be frightening
    And for the sword fights tonight
    My entourage is in camoflauge
    Remove your mask
    Let down your visage
    But don't slip up
    Cause when I was in my ship
    That's when I get ripped up
    The whole world
    Fuck it
    G-S-E committee
    Got your panties shitty
    Click you sick
    Callosso with itty bitty
    Space and Missy
    Sip my style till your pissy
    Virgina bitch galactic

    [Chorus]

    I be writing, writing, writing rhymes everyday
    Don't you say no more you don't want to battle
    Said I'm writing rhymes, writing rhymes everyday
    Don't you say no more you don't want to battle

    [Verse Two:]

    Mama, Daddy, you ain't, ready
    Act like you know me
    Fly, as friends be
    Sizzling, I'm chilling
    Man, you twisting
    You sissy, you dis me
    You wish we was fucking tight
    Auntie, Papa, Smoke lala
    Hallah, fala, don't bother to swalla
    This bottle of remmy, got plenty
    Of weed
    So give me, give me, give me, give me, give me, please
    See's, no one, fly like these
    Bees from over seas, we scratch our knees
    Please, little one, please
    You know my rhymes get tight
    When I smoke all night (chorus comes in)

    [Chorus]

    [Verse Three:]

    We high tech like Timbo's
    Slap faces of dirty hoes
    N-Y-M-B-A
    Dirty combo when we play
    Swirl like the milky way
    Deep like my black hole
    I oppose, to expose
    Chemical gases up your nose
    Fade away like ozone
    Quazars, moves and shit
    Hey yo Missy, where da clip?
    I think I need a hit
    Shitty bees up in da place
    Wanna be down with whoever
    Be all up in his face but aint even on the level
    I pull your wig back
    Let of steam like nasty pools
    That heat be to hot
    Melt down, now up in pot
    Count down, 3-2-1, lift off
    Now over tize, Venus we circlize
    And mars we tantalize
    Comatize like Hale-Bopp
    Smoking trees non stop
    Then I send a televize from satelite on Nightline
    Yeah, wouldn't you like to get away
    To the moon
    We shine like stars
    Lock down like metal bars

    [Chorus]

    My style is a one-in-a-million
    I flow on and on and on
    My rhymes give you a really good feeling
    All day long
    [repeat]
    This song was submitted on August 11th, 2005 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Nickolas Ashford, Melissa A Elliott, Timothy Z Mosley, Valerie Simpson.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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