she's a bitch
missy 'misdemeanor' elliott
i'mma give your body to the sky
i'mma have to bust you in your lips
and the whips better have a whole lotta chips
cuz i ain't for no nigga givin' tips
talk mo' junk but won't look my way
so back on up while i roll up my sleeves
get on down while i shoot my flow
i'mma keep in rockin' til the clock don't tock
go and roll it at the bar
whatcha talk? whatcha say? huh?
better you runnin' out the door
you gon' be a long lost soul
go yippe yi yo yippe yi yi yay
i'mma keep the crowd hyped
talk mo' junk but won't look my way
back on up while i roll up my sleeve
whatchu know about timothy
if he get drunk lean on me
i'm about to bust like pee
anybody wanna come fuck wit us still
anybody gotta get the hoe by they pill