Gossip Folks (feat. Ludacris) (Explicit)
Missy Elliott, Ludacris"Gossip Folks (feat. Ludacris) (Explicit)"은(는) Missy Elliott, Ludacris의 곡입니다, 2006, Pop. 길이는 3:49, 127 lines / 678 words.
가사
0:16When I walk up in the peach
0:18I ain't gotta eat speed
0:20I'm a bad mamma jamma god damnit muthaf**ka
0:21You ain't gotta like me
0:24I ain't stuttin these hos
0:26Needa talk but you know
0:28Stop talking bout who
0:29I'm stickin I'm lickin
0:30You just mad it ain't yours
0:32I know yall poor
0:33Yall broke
0:33Yall jobs just hangin up cloaks
0:36Step to me get burnt like toast
0:37Muthaf**ka adios amigos
0:40Ah ah Poes Poes
0:41I don't brag I mostly boast
0:43From the VA to the LA coast
0:45Izzy Kizzy Lizzy Go
0:47Musi ques
0:48I sews on bews
0:49I pues a twos on que zat
0:52Pue zoo
0:52My kizzer
0:53Pous zigga ay zee
0:55Its all kizza
0:56Its always like
0:57Its all kizza
0:58Its always like
0:59Na zound
1:00Wa zee
1:01Wa zoom zoom zee
1:03When I pull up in my whip
1:05B**ches wanna talk sh*t
1:07I'm drivin i'm blinding them upside these muthaf**kas a**
1:09Did you see it
1:11I'm drippin these curves
1:13Skurt
1:14Did you heard
1:15I lovas my fellas my furs
1:17Ah I fly like a bird
1:19Chickenheads on the prowl
1:21Who you tryda f**k now
1:23Now you ain't getting loud
1:25Better calm down before I smack ya a** down
1:26I need my drum bass high
1:28Has to be my snare strings horn
1:30Yes I need my Tim sound
1:32Right left
1:33Izzy Kizzy look at him
1:35Musi ques
1:35I sews on bews
1:36I pues a twos on que zat
1:38Pue zoo
1:39My kizzer
1:40Pous zigga ay zee
1:42Its all kizza
1:43Its always like
1:44Its all kizza
1:45Its always like
1:46Na zound
1:47Wa zee
1:48Wa zoom zoom zee
1:50Now I don't go out my house shorty you just waitin to see
1:54Who i'm roll up in the club with and report that next week
1:58Just wanna see who I am ******* or sniffin some coke
2:02I know by the time I finish this line ima hear this on the radio
2:06Once upon a time in Kyla park
2:08Where they live life fast and they scared of dark
2:10There was a little ni**a by the name of Cris
2:12Nobody paid him any mind
2:13No one gave a sh*t
2:14Knowing he could rap
2:15No one lift a hand
2:16So he went about his bidness
2:17And devised the plan
2:18Made a CD then he hit the block
2:20Fifty thousand sold' seven dollars a pop
2:22Hold the phone' three years later
2:24Steped out the swamp with ten and a half gators
2:26Now all around the world on the microphone
2:28He leaves your boobs smellin like Burberry cologne
2:31Still ride the chrome
2:32Got bidness in the kitchen
2:33Never home alone
2:35And hes on the grind
2:36Please let me know if hes on your mind
2:38And respect youll gimmie
2:40Ludacris' I look lord like Timmy
2:42Had the Clint East rumor
2:43I got a head ache and its not a tumor
2:46Get up on my lap get my head tucked tight
2:48Sprayed so I never let the bed bugs bite
2:49I'm hard to the core
2:50Core to the right
2:51You drop down turn around pick up hella clipe (ya)
2:54Musi ques
2:54I sews on bews
2:55I pues a twos on que zat
2:57Pue zoo
2:58My kizzer
2:59Pous zigga ay zee
3:01Its all kizza
3:02Its always like
3:03Its all kizza
3:04Its always like
3:05Na zound
3:06Wa zee
3:07Wa zoom zoom zee
3:09Yo straight up' Missy killed that sh*t tonight foreal
3:13I know I don't really care bout her being pregnant by Micheal Jackson
3:17You know what we should do
3:18We should go get her album when it come out' what she gon do she gon do' shh
3:22Hi Missy
3:24Hi Missy
3:25Wusup foos
3:28Here gossiping bout me
3:30Yo how bout you buff these Pumas for 20 cents or your lights won't get cut off
3:34You soggy breasts' cow stomachs
3:35Yo take those baby GAP shirts off' too
3:38You just mad cuz Payless ran out of plastic pumps for the after party
3:41Yo by the way' go get my album
3:43Damn
3:45Musi ques
3:45I sews on bews
3:46I pues a twos on que zat
3:48Pue zoo
3:49My kizzer
When I walk up in the peach I ain't gotta eat speed I'm a bad mamma jamma god damnit muthaf**ka You ain't gotta like me I ain't stuttin these hos Needa talk but you know Stop talking bout who I'm stickin I'm lickin You just mad it ain't yours I know yall poor Yall broke Yall jobs just hangin up cloaks Step to me get burnt like toast Muthaf**ka adios amigos Ah ah Poes Poes I don't brag I mostly boast From the VA to the LA coast Izzy Kizzy Lizzy Go Musi ques I sews on bews I pues a twos on que zat Pue zoo My kizzer Pous zigga ay zee Its all kizza Its always like Its all kizza Its always like Na zound Wa zee Wa zoom zoom zee When I pull up in my whip B**ches wanna talk sh*t I'm drivin i'm blinding them upside these muthaf**kas a** Did you see it I'm drippin these curves Skurt Did you heard I lovas my fellas my furs Ah I fly like a bird Chickenheads on the prowl Who you tryda f**k now Now you ain't getting loud Better calm down before I smack ya a** down I need my drum bass high Has to be my snare strings horn Yes I need my Tim sound Right left Izzy Kizzy look at him Musi ques I sews on bews I pues a twos on que zat Pue zoo My kizzer Pous zigga ay zee Its all kizza Its always like Its all kizza Its always like Na zound Wa zee Wa zoom zoom zee Now I don't go out my house shorty you just waitin to see Who i'm roll up in the club with and report that next week Just wanna see who I am ******* or sniffin some coke I know by the time I finish this line ima hear this on the radio Once upon a time in Kyla park Where they live life fast and they scared of dark There was a little ni**a by the name of Cris Nobody paid him any mind No one gave a sh*t Knowing he could rap No one lift a hand So he went about his bidness And devised the plan Made a CD then he hit the block Fifty thousand sold' seven dollars a pop Hold the phone' three years later Steped out the swamp with ten and a half gators Now all around the world on the microphone He leaves your boobs smellin like Burberry cologne Still ride the chrome Got bidness in the kitchen Never home alone And hes on the grind Please let me know if hes on your mind And respect youll gimmie Ludacris' I look lord like Timmy Had the Clint East rumor I got a head ache and its not a tumor Get up on my lap get my head tucked tight Sprayed so I never let the bed bugs bite I'm hard to the core Core to the right You drop down turn around pick up hella clipe (ya) Musi ques I sews on bews I pues a twos on que zat Pue zoo My kizzer Pous zigga ay zee Its all kizza Its always like Its all kizza Its always like Na zound Wa zee Wa zoom zoom zee Yo straight up' Missy killed that sh*t tonight foreal I know I don't really care bout her being pregnant by Micheal Jackson You know what we should do We should go get her album when it come out' what she gon do she gon do' shh Hi Missy Hi Missy Wusup foos Here gossiping bout me Yo how bout you buff these Pumas for 20 cents or your lights won't get cut off You soggy breasts' cow stomachs Yo take those baby GAP shirts off' too You just mad cuz Payless ran out of plastic pumps for the after party Yo by the way' go get my album Damn Musi ques I sews on bews I pues a twos on que zat Pue zoo My kizzer
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