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Missy Elliott - Friendly Skies

Friendly Skies
(feat Ginuwine)

[Missy:]

Yeah
A little slow jam

Kiss me Hold me
The weatherman says it´s gonna be
Cold tonight
Whatever man
Whatever whatever whatever whatever whatever
Whatever man you wanna do
I´ll be the pilot
Don´t miss your flight

I´m stewardess of the plane
Feel the turbulence and maintain
Please refrain stay in your seats
Until we reach the game

I´m stewardess of the plane
Feel the turbulence and maintain
Please refrain stay in your seats

[Ginuwine:]

Take me higher
Let´s just go for a little
Joy Ride
Whatever man
Whatever whatever whatever whatever
Let´s stay
Buckled up
And let´s make love
Across the friendly skies

I´m passenger of this plane
I feel the turbulence I maintain
I will refrain Stay in my seat
Till I reach the game

I´m passenger of this plane
I feel the turbulence I maintain
I will refrain
I stay in my seat

I want you (I want you)
Baby, I want you (Baby you know I want)
I really really wanna (****) you
Sho nuff wanna (****) you

I want you
Yes I do (I want you)
Baby Baby, I want you
(I know you know what I want)
I really really wanna (****) you
I really wanna (****) you
Sho nuff wanna (****) you
Sho nuff wanna

Is there anything that you want
Is there anything that you need
Call on me (Ginuwine)
Call on me (Ginuwine)

Is there anything that you want
Is there anything that you crave
Call on me (Ginuwine)

Cuz I´m a passenger of your plane
Yeah

[Electronic Voice:]

Missy fly with me
Missy fly with me, fly with me
Missy drive with me
Missy drive with me, drive with me

Missy Elliott - Don´t Be Commin´ (İn My Face)

Don´t Be Commin´ (in My Face)
[1kýta:]

You never know a good thing till I´m gone
You spending many, many nights home alone
You won´t be seing me around your way
No, No
And if you don´t get it together
Baby I can´t stay

[nakarat:]

Don´t be commin´ in my face
Tryin to tell me you love me
You shoulda thought once or twice
Sacrifice and make it right
It´s the thing that you do
Make me not love you
Go this way and you´ll see
Get no other love like me

[2kýta:]

You never know I´m for real till I leave
And when I pack up my clothes don´t be calling me
You won´t be seing me
Anymore
No, no
Cause when I´m long, long gone
I won´t be back in this door

[b]

[3kýta:]

To my east side people to my west side
To all my bitches who sat home crying
Over these niggas and over these fellows
Shake em off like Jello
To my east side people to my west side
To all my bitches who sat home crying
Over these niggas and over these fellows
Shake em off like Jello

[b]

[4kýta:]

I used to stick closer to your side then a beeper
Till you smoked that cheaper reefer
Now you loony as fita, cheddar
Don´t say a word
Yep I got tha word
Yeah I heard it from a little bird
Now I´m out the door
My four four
You don´t know?
Get your bags and your things take the door
Don´t take this shit no more
When you leave
You can leave out the back door

[Missy Talking:]

****er
Stupid niggas
Who always think they can play somebody
Ya´ll know who ya´ll are
Tryin to run about 3-4-5 women at one time
Now you wanna come back all in our faces
Tellin me how much you love me and all that bullshit
Whatever man
**** you

Alright, I´m out

Missy Elliott - I´m Talkin

I´m Talkin
[1kýta:]

Nigga, waz up?
You think you tough, I´m fly shit
Has a bitch, dope as ****
Sho nuff I´m guaranteed, no diggities
Fight you like the ****ing enemies
You would think there´s ****ing ten of me
When I´m sending these
Blows, blows, hoes want to roll like hydro
When I suck Timbaland´s bone like you [barking in the background]
Fido, I go
Scoop Lil´ Kim
Me, she, her, them and him
Gets high in a tunnel
They see my Lexus comin
They hear the bass rumblin
They come quick, they come quick
Like a dick, I make myself sick
I´m so mother****in bad to the bone
Like my titties are full blown

[nakarat:]

My style of rappin, my style
I´m such such a good rapper, I´m such such a good rapper
I give you good and plenty, yeah yeah
My styles the bomb diggy, my style
My style of rappin
I´m such such a good rapper, I´m such a good rapper
I give you good and plenty hmmm hmmm
My style the bomb diggy

[2kýta:]

I´m calling your cards like Sprint
Can´t be me, can´t see me
I´m low like Timb, ladies and gents
Dogs, cats and babies
Whoever but my style
I hope you croak from the rabies
Swayze,maybe I call your name
Ain´t that a ****ing shame
I´m too high for that
I´m great like the dane
Mane on main
If you decide to put your hands
On my ****ing light
Like the ciggarettes I light
You must burn, you better learn
From the pro
Who rock shows after shows
When it rains it pours
I hurt like the cold souls
My style polishes like nails and toes
You know, know

[b]

[3kýta:]

You beg to be put on like cats
Nigga know who I am
Now you want to sing and dance
You want to shake your stanky ass
Well I´m sorry Sam
God damn, ou ain´t family
You hounding me, pounding me
With the same old story
You bore me
Lordy have mercy on all these groupies
Sorry cutie
Why you go and shake your bootie?
Cause there´s only one Lil´ Kim
The triple beam, the misdemean
Nigga queen, whoomp, we Tag Team
So hot we melt like ice cream
Without the dick riding
Dreams of smoking a California blunt
I got the lyrics to make you feel it
What you want nigga?

I´m talking about my style
I am the flyest then RZA now
I´m talking about my style
Let me tell you about Missy´s style

[b]

Hey Timbaland be talking more shit
And Lil´ Kim be talking more shit
Da Brat be talking more shit
Busta Rhymes be talking more shit
702 talk shit
And Aaliyah talk shit
Ginuwine be talking more shit
And I be talking more shit
And Total be talking more shit
Maganoo and St Nick we be talking shit
Jimmy talking shit too
We out