| Beware, you’re now listening to the sounds
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| of Mis-demeanor
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| Turn everything up, all the levels
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| All the fuckin levels
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| Missy be the name and y’all should already know
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| I been around long Scarface so cold
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| Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yo she ya Let me grab the microphone and I’m gone take it away
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| Every time I spit I blow one or two speakers
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| Top model diva but my name not Eva
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| Yeah I brang fever rockin classic adidas
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| I’m srtaight off the heater rippin needles off the meter
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| Here I go, flip my flow
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| Back it up then I drop it low
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| It’s a must cause I’m dangerous
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| I’ll be a hassle on the busta call me angeldust
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| I talk shit di, didn’t stutter
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| 2005 MC’s in trouble
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| You run for cover hide under your covers
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| Cause you gone need more protection than a magnum rubber
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| Ah, ah, on Ah, ah, on Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
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| Ah, ah, on and it’s
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| Missy finna spit this simply raw
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| Misdemeanor always make MC’s feel small
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| Stick you on the table with a plastic cup
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| Say grace, then eat ya ass up
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| Y’all just rookies, virgins, and nookies
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| Not my competition you skip or play hookie
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| Aint nobody here that can tear the track up And naw I ain’t done rappin so shut the hell up Keep it simple every time I flow
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| If you step to me I shall throw blows
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| Raise up like I’s break nose
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| I ain’t about talkin I’ll lay 'em down slow
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| And for show y’all know
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| Misdemeanor got 'em by the neck low
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| Ice cold heart like zero below
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| If you wanna battle me then playa say so Let me tell you what I’m all about
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| About spitting hot rymes on out
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| Yeah Pharrell did the beat oh yes
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| And the way he put it down he make it sound so (fresh)
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| I be the best don’t second guess
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| When it comes to other rappers bout it boy get flexed
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| When I say I’m tight as wife beaters
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| Missy bout to teach you how to follow the leader
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| Hit the club in a blue two seater
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| Lookin like I’m finna cock a nine millimeter
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| Get out with my highhill cuffs
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| Twisting my ass cause I know what guys want
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| Licking my lips like I’m takin him home
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| Teasing and teasing I’m fakin the funk
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| Shaking my titties like I wanna bone
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| Bend over slow then I tell him I’m gone |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song On & On , by - Missy Elliott. Song from the album The Cookbook, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп