dripdemeanor

hello baby

this is a missy elliott exclusive

he just wanna get me hot

he just tryna get my twat

he wanna taste of my goodies

he say it taste like butterscotch

boy you cannot get me locked

you tryna get me you get blocked

unless you tryna marry me

my ring must be big as a rock

i open up my candy shop

my panties drop

you see what i got

ya

i got the strawberries and berries

them chocolates nice

all in the box

you better stop

'cause i am the cream of the crop

baby you know what i got

i'm top notch

i keep rubbin' 'til your body start to tweak

ahh

when you push up on it

put that thang on me boy

what's popping

baby? can you put me to sleep

yeah

every time you see me

do me dirty

yeah

i'll be back

i talk that

i want that shit bad

i can't wait 'til midnight

baby come see me

i-i-i-i-i-i-i

oh

i-i-i-i-i-i-i

if i am your girl or your chick

don't treat me like i'm just a bitch

boy you don't try to play stick

'cause missy not chasin' your ****

boy you don't wanna get hit

you's a trip 'round your boys

you be flippin' that script

tell me why you be frontin'

you know you so pussy-whipped

i am the best that they get

when i kiss on ya lips and i'm throwin' these ****

all on your face that you taste on

that's cake when i shake it

i might let you lick

licky-lit

like kitty-kit

let you hit it real quick

i'm fit like a brick

i'm hot as one can get

this shit is so lit

i keep rubbin' 'til your body start to tweak

ahh

when you push up on it

put that thang on me boy

what's popping

baby? can you put me to sleep

yeah

every time you see me

do me dirty

yeah

i'll be back

i talk that

i want that shit bad

i can't wait 'til midnight

baby come see me

i-i-i-i-i-i-i

oh

i-i-i-i-i-i-i

softly

tell me would you stay baby

you know i give you more than she

i know just where you wanna be

yeah

hair-do wild

make-up on your favorite pillow

baby

louder than the tv

knockin' boots

we rockin' to grindin' music playin'

i wish you could see what i see

baby

comin' for you boy

don't you say a thing

baby why you so thirst?

boy you just a big flirt

you know i got a main

know this ***** not yours

you just tryna pop the churrs

you get kicked to the curb

i know want this big old donk

but you must wife this chick first

i'm lookin' for a romance

we could hold hands

handstand

do a lap dance

yeah i want a black man

to eat it up like pac-man

boy you stop playin'

stop playin'

this be the jam

miss don't really give a damn

i don't give a damn

i don't give a damn

i don't-i don't-i don't give a damn

i don't give a damn

i don't give a damn

i don't give a damn

i don't-i don't-i don't give a damn

i don't give a damn

{ahh-ahh-ahh

yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

oh

with you babe

yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah}