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Work It

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Work It

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({*scratching*} DJ please, pick up your phone

I'm on the request line {*scratching*}

[50 Cent]

G U-nit!

[Missy]

This is a Missy Elliot one time exclusive (Come on)

[Chorus]

Is it worth it, let me work it

I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it

{*"I put my thing down, flip and reverse it" - backwards 2X*}

If you got a big [elephant], let me search ya

To find out how hard I gotta work ya

{*"I put my thing down, flip and reverse it" - backwards 2X*}

[50 Cent] (Missy)

(REMIX) Unh Yeah

Now Missy she too much for me (I'm freaky)

She took me to to the crib man, she told me (eat me)

Now my babymama I told her ass not to beat me

Her broke ass wanna fight, Missy know how to treat me

She sitting on cash, she got money out the ass

Gave her them back shots and got money out her ass

Now you can see me in the coupe like WHAT

Next time I'll hit her in that G5 TRUCK

I've got the magicstick, I can go for hours

From the bed to the floor, to the sink to the shower

With her back to the bed and her legs to the sky

I can go hard, know why, big girls don't cry

I had visions of Missy with her money by the tub

Ching! Ching! Jackpot, I think I'm in love

I'm looking for Missy now so I can get my back rubbed

This the shit she hollered in my ear before we left the club

[Missy]

I'd like to get to know ya, so I can show ya

Put the herb on ya, like I told ya

Gimme all your numbers so I can phone ya

Your girl acting stank than call me ov-ah

Not on the bed, lay me on your sofa

Call before you come, I need to shave my cho-cha

You do or you don't or you will or you won't cha

Go downtown and eat it like a vul-cha

See my hips and my tips don'tcha

See my ass and my lips don'tcha

Lost a few pounds in my whiffs for ya

This the kinda beat that go wa-ta-ta

Ra-ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta-ta-ta

Sex me so good I say blah-blah-blah

Work it! I need a glass of wat-ah

Boy oh boy its good to know ya

[repeat chorus]

[Verse 2]

If you're a fly gyal, get your nails done

Get a pedicure, get your hair did

Boy lift it up, lets make a toast-ah

Lets get drunk, its gon bring us clos-ah

Don't I look like a Halle Berry post-ah?

See dem Belvedere playin tricks on ya

Girlfriend wanna be like me nev-ah

You won't find a bitch that's even bett-ah

I make it hot as Las Vegas weath-ah

Listen up close while I take you backwards

{*"Watch the way Missy like to take it backwards" - backwards*}

I'm not a prostitute but I can give you whatchu want

I love your braids and your mouth full of funk

Love the way my ass ba-bump ba-bump bump

Keep your eyes on my ba-bump ba-bump bump

And think you can handle this ga-donk ga-donk donk

Take my thong off and my ass go boom

Cut the lights off so you see what I can do

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

Boys, boys, all type of boys

Black, white, Puerto Rican, Chinese boys

{??} thanga thang, {??} thanga thang

Girls, girls, get that cash

If its 9 to 5 or shakin ya ass

Ain't no shame ladies, do your thang

Just make sure you ahead of tha game

Just cause I got a lot of fame sup-ah

Prince couldn't get me change my name papa

Kunta Kinte, enslave a game, no sir

Picture black sayin, "Oh yessuh massa"

Picture Lil' Kim dating a pastor

Minute man, big men can outlast ya

Who is the best? I don't have to ask ya

When I come out, you won't even matt-ah

Why you act dumb like ughhh, duh

So you act dumb like ughhh, duh

And the drummer boy go pa-rum pa-pum pum

Give ya some some some of this Cinnabon

[Chorus]

To my fellas, ooooh

Good God, I like the way you work that

{*scratching*}

To my ladies, woo

You sure know how to work that, good God.

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