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Izzy izzy ahh


Missy Elliott Lyrics

 

Izzy izzy ahh Lyrics

Izzy izzy ahh by Missy Elliott


Verse One:
Nigga waz up?
You think you tough I'm fly sh*t
Has a b**ch dope as f**k
Sho nuff I'm guaranteed no diggities
Fight you like the f**king enemies
You would think there's f**king ten of me
When I'm sending these
Blows blows hoes want to roll like hydro
Wanna 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 motherf**kin bad to the bone
Like my titties are full blown
Chorus:
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
Verse Two:
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 f**king 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 f**king 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
Chorus
Verse Three:
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
Chorus
Hey Timbaland be talking more sh*t
And Lil' Kim be talking more sh*t
Da Brat be talking more sh*t
Busta Rhymes be talking more sh*t
702 talk sh*t
And Aaliyah talk sh*t
Ginuwine be talking more sh*t
And I be talking more sh*t
And Total be talking more sh*t
Maganoo and St. Nick we be talking sh*t
Jimmy talking sh*t too
We out



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