Missy Elliott Lyrics
Missy Elliott Lyrics
"Hot Boyz (Remix) Lyrics"
I Never Saw It Comin' Lyrics
(Cambra/Waybill) Gazworks/ASCAP/ Feesongs/BMI I don't have eyes in the back of my head I can't predict what the future says I'm not a fortune tella I'm not a psychic fella I'm just a lady killa Never worried what tomorrow brings Always ready for a stranger fling I know it sounds so bad I'm really not that crass Just want that piece of I never saw it comin' Never saw it go
(feat. Eve, Lil' Mo, Nas, Q-Tip)
[Missy]
This is for my ghetto motherfuckers, uh
[Nas]
Uh, forty side felony
Felony, misdemeanor
The charge is murder
Escobar CB on bikes
I'm switching gears
Headlights, shine so bright
Bitches freeze like deers
Them fiends want that deep boy
Feds send in a decoy, pack that heat boy
Push ya where ya rest in peace boy
Get your mama's house shot up
Bodies all chopped up
When them bodies pop up, I ain't getting' locked up
My Bentley cruise the block, with the sun roof top
Hood rats jumpin' on my jock cause I blew up the spot
Crushin' your Benz, crushin' your Navigator system
My QB piece make y'all niggas tuck you're shit in
It's Nas in your area, Queens 'bout to tear it up
Braveheart y'all scared of us, real niggas, they be us
[Missy & Lil' Mo]
What's your name, caus
Can you treat me good, I won't settle for less
You a hot boy, a rock boy
A fun toy, tote a glock boy
Where you live, is it by yourself?
Can I move with you, do you need some help?
I cook boy, I'll give you more
I'm a fly girl, and I like those
[1] -[Missy & Lil' Mo]
Hot boyz
Baby you got what I want
See cause y'all be driving Lexus jeeps
And the Benz jeeps, and the Lincoln jeeps
Nothin' cheaper, got them Platinum Visa's
Hot boyz
Baby you got what I want
See cause y'all be driving' Jaguars
And the Bentley's, and the Rolls Royce
Playin' hardballs with them Platinum Visa's
[Missy & Lil' Mo]
Is that your car, the SK-8?
Are you riding alone, can I be your date?
Come get me, get me, don't diss me, don't trick me
Got some friends, can they come too?
Can you hook them up wit' some boyz like y
A hot boy, a rock boy, on top boy
And I like those
[Repeat 1]
[Eve]
Yo only take 'em thugged out
Slightly bugged out, fuck with his tongue out
Know the job ain't getting done, until the body getting drugged out
Hot boy, keep me right
Play your part and I'll keep it tight
Where else you gonna be in the middle of the night
But up in the sheets with me aiight
Gangsta, true to your gang, street master
You the one I need when there's beef, street blaster
Ain't afraid to stop a cat, plus pop a cat, huh
Soldier, cash money, rule your world
What's topping that?
Huh, S-4-3-0 keep me on my toes
Get a tingle in my spine, what spot only he knows
He's a hot boy, Missy sing it out and I'm gon' spit it
Ruff Ryders scream it loud, daddy is you with it
If your team can't handle my bitches then we gon' ride
Brickhouse stallions, k
(Cambra/Waybill) Gazworks/ASCAP/ Feesongs/BMI I don't have eyes in the back of my head I can't predict what the future says I'm not a fortune tella I'm not a psychic fella I'm just a lady killa Never worried what tomorrow brings Always ready for a stranger fling I know it sounds so bad I'm really not that crass Just want that piece of I never saw it comin' Never saw it go
(feat. Eve, Lil' Mo, Nas, Q-Tip)
[Missy]
This is for my ghetto motherfuckers, uh
[Nas]
Uh, forty side felony
Felony, misdemeanor
The charge is murder
Escobar CB on bikes
I'm switching gears
Headlights, shine so bright
Bitches freeze like deers
Them fiends want that deep boy
Feds send in a decoy, pack that heat boy
Push ya where ya rest in peace boy
Get your mama's house shot up
Bodies all chopped up
When them bodies pop up, I ain't getting' locked up
My Bentley cruise the block, with the sun roof top
Hood rats jumpin' on my jock cause I blew up the spot
Crushin' your Benz, crushin' your Navigator system
My QB piece make y'all niggas tuck you're shit in
It's Nas in your area, Queens 'bout to tear it up
Braveheart y'all scared of us, real niggas, they be us
[Missy & Lil' Mo]
What's your name, caus
Up In The Air Lyrics
Pass away the hours, hear the footsteps of the past Walking up the stairs of time, knowing that I'm trapped Cold winds of indifference persuade a movement south Thinking that it's better there The warmer climes that we seek out Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere And how much misery can one soul take? Trying to fly away might have been your fist mistake Poor bird flies up int he air Never getting
e I'm impressed?Pass away the hours, hear the footsteps of the past Walking up the stairs of time, knowing that I'm trapped Cold winds of indifference persuade a movement south Thinking that it's better there The warmer climes that we seek out Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere And how much misery can one soul take? Trying to fly away might have been your fist mistake Poor bird flies up int he air Never getting
Can you treat me good, I won't settle for less
You a hot boy, a rock boy
A fun toy, tote a glock boy
Where you live, is it by yourself?
Can I move with you, do you need some help?
I cook boy, I'll give you more
I'm a fly girl, and I like those
[1] -[Missy & Lil' Mo]
Hot boyz
Baby you got what I want
See cause y'all be driving Lexus jeeps
And the Benz jeeps, and the Lincoln jeeps
Nothin' cheaper, got them Platinum Visa's
Hot boyz
Baby you got what I want
See cause y'all be driving' Jaguars
And the Bentley's, and the Rolls Royce
Playin' hardballs with them Platinum Visa's
[Missy & Lil' Mo]
Is that your car, the SK-8?
Are you riding alone, can I be your date?
Come get me, get me, don't diss me, don't trick me
Got some friends, can they come too?
Can you hook them up wit' some boyz like y
Sweethearts Of The Pines Lyrics
(Emmylou Harris/Paul Kennerley) Well I used to roll and I used to ramble Out on the wilder side of town Every night I hear the bright lights calling I never thought I could ever settle down. Well, I seen a whole lot of pain and trouble In this lonesome life of mine But you gave me love and you gave it double And I'll always be your sweetheart of the pines I'll always be your little sweetheart of the pine
ou(Emmylou Harris/Paul Kennerley) Well I used to roll and I used to ramble Out on the wilder side of town Every night I hear the bright lights calling I never thought I could ever settle down. Well, I seen a whole lot of pain and trouble In this lonesome life of mine But you gave me love and you gave it double And I'll always be your sweetheart of the pines I'll always be your little sweetheart of the pine
A hot boy, a rock boy, on top boy
And I like those
[Repeat 1]
[Eve]
Yo only take 'em thugged out
Slightly bugged out, fuck with his tongue out
Know the job ain't getting done, until the body getting drugged out
Hot boy, keep me right
Play your part and I'll keep it tight
Where else you gonna be in the middle of the night
But up in the sheets with me aiight
Gangsta, true to your gang, street master
You the one I need when there's beef, street blaster
Ain't afraid to stop a cat, plus pop a cat, huh
Soldier, cash money, rule your world
What's topping that?
Huh, S-4-3-0 keep me on my toes
Get a tingle in my spine, what spot only he knows
He's a hot boy, Missy sing it out and I'm gon' spit it
Ruff Ryders scream it loud, daddy is you with it
If your team can't handle my bitches then we gon' ride
Brickhouse stallions, k
Check And Double Check Lyrics
Clearly we won't know unless we try The possibilities are open To create a new situation Surely we won't know unless we try I am far too young to die Tell me about the general people My belly's bursting without a... And who are the general people? Just a grain of sense that you confess I have regrets if I die Refuge in superstitions and dreams Toying with the imaginary Memory becomes a luxuryeep thugs open wide, huh
'Illadelph's best E-V-E stay committed
Mess with many, but if he ain't the realer
I ain't with it, with it
[Q-Tip]
Yo, mommy what the deal?
Ain't no heat fuckin' hotter than the heat a nigga hold
I think you really should be told that I deal with long shafts
That keep a long blast (blast)
Now look at a nigga and peel off fast (come on)
Word you got your girlfriend
Word, she can get it too
Fuck it though, I'm honest yo
I'm saying though, let's play it through
Getting cinematic with it
Niggas if you got it, hit it
Fuck the dumbness
Hit it till its numbness
[Missy & Lil' Mo']
Hot boy
Baby you got what I want
Won't you really come and satisfy me
I be lovin' you like endlessly
(Everyday all day)
Hot boy
Baby you got what I want
Won't you really come and satisfy me
Clearly we won't know unless we try The possibilities are open To create a new situation Surely we won't know unless we try I am far too young to die Tell me about the general people My belly's bursting without a... And who are the general people? Just a grain of sense that you confess I have regrets if I die Refuge in superstitions and dreams Toying with the imaginary Memory becomes a luxury
'Illadelph's best E-V-E stay committed
Mess with many, but if he ain't the realer
I ain't with it, with it
[Q-Tip]
Yo, mommy what the deal?
Ain't no heat fuckin' hotter than the heat a nigga hold
I think you really should be told that I deal with long shafts
That keep a long blast (blast)
Now look at a nigga and peel off fast (come on)
Word you got your girlfriend
Word, she can get it too
Fuck it though, I'm honest yo
I'm saying though, let's play it through
Getting cinematic with it
Niggas if you got it, hit it
Fuck the dumbness
Hit it till its numbness
[Missy & Lil' Mo']
Hot boy
Baby you got what I want
Won't you really come and satisfy me
I be lovin' you like endlessly
(Everyday all day)
Hot boy
Baby you got what I want
Won't you really come and satisfy me