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Missy Elliott
Missy Elliott
리드 보컬
Method Man
Method Man
보컬
작곡 및 작사
Missy Elliott
Missy Elliott
송라이터
Clifford Smith
Clifford Smith
송라이터
Carlton Douglas Ridenhour
Carlton Douglas Ridenhour
송라이터
Clifford Smith
Clifford Smith
송라이터
Gary Rinaldo
Gary Rinaldo
송라이터
Hank Shocklee
Hank Shocklee
송라이터
Robert Diggs
Robert Diggs
송라이터
Timothy Mosley
Timothy Mosley
송라이터
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Missy Elliott
Missy Elliott
프로듀서
Timbaland
Timbaland
프로듀서
Demacio Castellon
Demacio Castellon
어시스턴트 엔지니어
Marc Lee
Marc Lee
어시스턴트 엔지니어
Carlos Bedoya
Carlos Bedoya
엔지니어
Jimmy Douglass
Jimmy Douglass
믹싱 엔지니어
Herb Powers
Herb Powers
마스터링 엔지니어
Steamy
Steamy
믹싱 엔지니어

가사

Are we on the air? This is A Missy Elliott Exclusive And I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain Ooh baby, what's your name? 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 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 Oh, you won't be sorry My poppy, I'm your mommy I'm in your life to come and let you explore Take you on a tour The kind of guys that be talkin' that noise Is the reason I ignore And you the one I wanna take to meet Moms "He's a rap superstar" 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 Stimulate my body Crunk just like a party Ooh, you won't be sorry My poppy, I'm your mommy Is it real hon, if it's really real (Let's chill) Maybe pop an X pill (How does 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 amore', 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 Oh, you won't be sorry My poppy, I'm your mommy 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 gots to come quickly M-E-T-H-O-D is ya wit' me? (Mr. Meth) Is ya wit' me?
Writer(s): Timothy Z. Mosley, Melissa A. Elliott, Donald Earle Jr. De Grate, Lashaun Tyson Owens Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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