(feat. Missy Elliott)
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[Intro: Missy Elliott]
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Oohhh... This that fire! Ghostface and Missy
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[Ghostface Killah]
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Somebody tell that girl that her ass too big
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I give it to her right and she let me live
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Can't eat that, cuz there's no relationship
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I beat that, the next day you called in sick
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Frontin', not for nothin', I pop buttons
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Off Baby Phat, Levi's, J.Lo's, Guess and Gap
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Cuz it's like that, young lady, bet I make you shake
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Like the Puffy and Jay-Z's, Dre's and J.D.'s
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Come on, if not you, I'mma beat this song
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But if you were bout it, our business wouldn't be here this long
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Let me break it down for you, all I wanted to know
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If I could just feel it and touch it, and break it down into numbers and
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Come with me and just leave your friends
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Cuz we don't need no cock blocking
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Tellin' you this without no option
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Tell your friends "Peace, look, I'm bouncin'"
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[Chorus: Missy Elliott (Ghostface Killah)]
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Tush, tush, tush
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Wanna slide in the bush, bush, bush?
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(I'm on top, you like push, push, push
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Keep it low like shush, shush, shush)
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You wanna get up in my tush, tush, tush?
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You could slide in the bush, bush, bush
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(I'm on top, you like push, push, push
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Keep it low like shush, shush, shush)
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You wanna get up in that tush, tush, tush?
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Wanna slide in my bush, bush, bush
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(I'm on top, you like push, push, push
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Keep it low like shush, shush, shush)
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[Ghostface Killah]
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Oh yeah, you jinglin' baby (well let me jump up on that ding-a-ling baby)
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Ooh, gosh, you a nasty girl, sassy
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Picture me layin' you inside my classic pearls
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Toes'll curl, giddy up, you go girl
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I'm about to, uh, do it slow girl
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Ooh, you in control, it's in your world
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She on, I think I like ol' girl
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Take it out, turn around
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Charlie horse, shit, threw me off balance
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Wildin', all I wanted was to show you my talent
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To let you know on how I rep in Staten Island
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This is the reason I came to you
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So we can connect it then kick it was the thing to do
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Cuz we don't need no representation
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Domination, got them waitin' patient
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[Break: Ghostface Killah]
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Now this is the way ya'll suppose to
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To get dowwnnnnnnnn, ya'll ain't right
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Somebody say "Aha! Ghost is back!"
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[Missy Elliott]
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Pull back the curtain, let me work your sermon
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Playboy don't hurt me like a virgin
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You seem real determined to put a hurtin'
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But if you ain't slurpin', then you better off jerkin'
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You got a lot of nerve, to wanna serve my curves
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My 36D, 36 hips
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The way I shoot the gift, I swallow coke bottles
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And you would swear it was Lil' Kim lips
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Eh, I really like you baby
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Do you know how to wife this lady?
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Give me what I want, don't talk, don't touch
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Unless you got a bank account that make my face blush
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Now shush... in my bush
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And I can give you what you want, make a whoosh
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Just throw it, I'll show you how to push
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Kinky sex, tie ropes around your wrist
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Come on..
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[Chorus]
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[Outro: Missy Elliott]
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Come on... hah... oh..
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Come on... hah... oh... aha-ha
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Oh... aha-ha... whoo!
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Come on!
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Push, Push, Push
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| Ghostface Killah |
