Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bring the Pain , by - Missy Elliott. Release date: 10.11.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bring the Pain |
| «One two three four five six seven eight nine!» |
| — Chuck D |
| «Are we on the air?» |
| Uhh, uhh. |
| (HA?) |
| Uhh (HA?) uhh (HA?) |
| Uhh, this is — uhh, a Missy Elliott — uhh, exclusive |
| Uh-huh. |
| woo! |
| I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain |
| Ooh baby, what’s your name? |
| (HA?) |
| I love the way you’re spittin' the game |
| You made me change from thinkin' all guys the same |
| You the type of guy I wanna marry in months |
| Got exactly what I want (HA?) |
| And ain’t no fakin' the funk |
| Your attitude is funk and you’re makin' me crunk (C'mon) |
| Yes it’s real baby |
| Got me so crazy |
| Light my fire dirty |
| Like the way you serve me |
| Stimulate my body |
| Crunk just like a party |
| Ohh, you won’t be sorry |
| My papi, I’m yo' mami |
| I’m in your life to come and let you explore (HA?) |
| And take you on a tour |
| The kind of guys that be talkin' that noise |
| Is the reason I ignore (UH-HA!) |
| And you the one I wanna take to MEET MOMS |
| «He's a rap superstar» (UH-HA!) |
| I wanna be the one |
| You like, I’m sure to do you right |
| Yes it’s real baby |
| Got me so crazy |
| Light my fire dirty |
| Like the way you serve me (Oooh Oooh) |
| Stimulate my body |
| Crunk just like a party |
| Ohh, you won’t be sorry |
| My papi, I’m yo' mami |
| Is it real hon, if it’s really real? |
| (Let's chill) |
| Maybe pop an X pill (How the sex feel?) |
| Come and get your next thrill (You the raw deal) |
| Yo I’m sayin if your man won’t (Mr. Meth will) |
| That’s amoré, all day, mind over matter |
| And my forte is foreplay, sex on a platter have it your way |
| Then who, serve you everything on the menu |
| And all that freak shit that you into? |
| Sweet lady, you drive me half crazy |
| Maybe, we can go half on a baby (On a baby?) |
| Poppa got a brand new bag |
| Hidden in the stash of his brand new Jag |
| Lovely, kick your shoes off and get comfy |
| We can bump uglies if you ain’t got your monthly |
| Yes I, like «American Pie» |
| Tell 'em M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter-Y |
| Yes it’s real baby |
| Got me so crazy |
| Light my fire dirty |
| Like the way you serve me |
| Stimulate my body |
| Crunk just like a party |
| Ohh, you won’t be sorry |
| My papi, I’m yo' mami |
| M-E-T-H-O-D, Man |
| M-I-S-S-Y, I am |
| I came came to bang bang the boogie |
| I see you lookin to bang out my nookie |
| You want my cookies I baked for you rookies |
| Work hard they want me to bang bang and stick me |
| If you want my nookie you got to come quickly |
| M-E-T-H-O-D is ya wit me? |
| (Mr. Meth) is ya wit me? |