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    Missy Elliott / Lyrics

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    "Slide" Lyrics

    Missy Elliott

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    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 date a 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
    buy a car no matter what it costess
    of course its my rolls royce's makin noises
    tell me who the mutha***** 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, 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.
    accepting my emmy or the grammy in miami
    I hit you with the 1-2 whammie
    you no 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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    This song was last modified on November 24th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Melissa A. Elliott, Timothy Z. Mosley.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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