Party to damascus

Party to damascus Lyrics

(feat. Missy Elliott)

[Wyclef Jean (Missy
Elliott)]
Brrrr, Yeah,(ew, ew, ew, EW! yeah)
it's over, uh huh (that's
right)
Missy With The Preachers Son, uh huh (ok)
It's over (ok), I told ya
(yeah)
J-CLEF, let's go (ew, WOO)
Brrrrr

[Missy Elliott -
talking]
(uh oh)
Yeah, hey yo Clef (oh)
Uh oh, these motherf**kers
ain't ready for this sh*t (hey)

[Missy Elliott]
Me and Clef on
this track what you want
Heard you wanna battle us both I hope you
don't
Hand me my mic, two woofers in my trunk (huh)
Sound like
gonk-ga-gonk-ga-gonk-ga-gonk-ga-ga-ga-gonk (c'mon)
I drink that Dom Perignon
(oh)
I drink that shot of Petron to turn me on (uh)
I got that red eye
bomb, get you stoned (yeah)
I got them gunshots, head knock 'til my bed
stop

[Wyclef Jean]
Hey, I'm from a place called New Jersey,
they call it the New Jersey land
I'm only here for one night girl, I'm on the
plane tomorrow
But I love the way you move girl and do that belly
dancin
So let's play you're my teacher and won't you give me my first lesson
(C'MON)

[Break - Missy Elliott]
I teach you what you want (oh
yeah)
The things you need to know (oh yeah)
Come in and shut the door
(yeah)
Lets get this party goin (uh huh)
Baby let me show you, how you can
satisfy a girl needs (oh yeah, c'mon, c'mon)

[Chorus - w/ ad
libs]
In the mornin, in the evenin
In the nighttime, gotta have
it
It's a feelin I can't fight it
You got me speakin another
language
[Female voice: Bo a bebe, it's the bella - 2X]
It's
official raise your glasses
Cause this party gonna go to
Damascus

[Wyclef Jean]
Yeah, she said her dad's in the Army and
he's the number one sniper
And if he ever found out, he'd have me swimmin
with the fishes in the water
Now I'ma say somethin crazy girl, I love
you
I know we meetin for the first time in the club, but this feels like a
deja vu

[Break - w/ ad libs]

[Chorus - w/ ad
libs]

[Interlude - Wyclef Jean - 2X]
Monday, Tuesday,
Wednesday, Thursday
Friday, Saturday, Sunday, gotta have it

[Missy
Elliott]
W-Y to the Clef (c'mon)
Boy I keep it realer than the titties
on my chest (yeah)
"Milk does your body good," come on take a sip
Like
[3 slurping noises], it taste good don't it
You's a fine dreadlock,
come on get
How many times Missy crushed the very best?
How many bombs on
my summer, Funk Flex? (uh)
As many times as Teddy Reilly said "yep,
yep"
Did you get it?
I stays on your mind like a fitted (uh)
Like did
it make you walk for cheeksteaks to the city? (woo)
Rough chick, dirty jeans,
ain't nothin pretty (uh)
Me and Clef steppin to the mic to get busy
(c'mon)

[Chorus]

[Missy Elliott - talking]
(uh
oh) Yeah, hey yo Clef
(uh oh) Uh oh

[Wyclef Jean -
talking]
What's up Missy (uh oh)
You know I love ya girl
(oh)
What's up Missy
Let's go (uh)
I got the guitar soundin like a
satar
Holy, holy, Jerry Wonder I need some security
Call police [fades
out]