Paroles Joy de Missy Elliott

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[Elliott] Joyyyyyyyyyyyyyy[scratch] Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh[Elliott] Joyyyyyyyyyyyyyy[Speak'n'Spell - vowel sounds][Elliott] Joyyyyyyyyyyyyyy[scratch] Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh - so sick![Elliott] Joyyyyyyyyyyyyyy[scratch] Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh[Speak'n'Spell - vowel sounds][Missy]Timbo, what they doThey try to be like Missy but they have no clueOn how I'm spittin over beats the way I moveI move so smooth in my shell toe shoesNow put the needle on the record, show'n'proveSince ninety-two I came to win and never loseThey try to stop a chubby chick from comin throughMy belly out and sellin out these venuesMy skills, will fulfill, those who drink boozeMy attitude is super cool like I'm subduedAnd those who fake I take on you and your dudesI rule the streets I break 'em down with no toolsAnd Misdemeanor give the finger to y'all fools (HOLLA!)Whoever doubted that I'm 'bout it check the newsAnd if you snooze on me this year your ass will loseCause I will bruise, my loose screws is like oohWhen I come out get your release dates moved[Chorus: Missy]This year y'all gon' all lose sleepI break 'em off somethin, break 'em off somethin[scratched] This year y'all gon' all lose sleepThis year y'all gon' all lose sleep, when Ibreak 'em off somethin, break 'em off somethin (BIG SHOUT OUT TO TIMBERLAND)This year you hear a real MC, when I[slowed up] break break b-b-break break break...[Missy]I flow over a beat that make a chick weave blowAnd those who try to compete to the wall I throwSo I drop it low, 808 kick lowLike oh oh-oh oh, oh oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohMr. Mos', this beat he composeWhile I kill the track, leave your ears decomposedFake rappers, this year your lies will be exposedLike oh oh-oh oh, oh Missy steal the show-ow-owSpit on breakbeats, make rappers lose sleepMake labels unable drop they artists on leakI keep 'em knee deep, need me, be meHardly, and basically, I do it nice and slow-ow-ow[slowed]I'm slowin, the track down, so you don't miss the shitthat Misdemeanor talkin like that chronic get you super high[Chorus: Missy + (Mike Jones)]This year y'all gon' all lose sleepI break 'em off somethin, break 'em off somethinThis year you hear a real MC[scratch] Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohThis year y'all gon' all lose sleep, when I (MIKE JONES! WHO?)break 'em off somethin, break 'em off somethin (MIKE JONES! WHO? MIKE JONES!)This year you hear a real MC (GEYEAH!)Break 'em off somethin, break 'em off somethin[Mike Jones]See I'm a pimp that's on my grind, I hustle like all the timeI speak what's on my mind, my teeth'll make you blindMy heat'll lay you down, whenever you come aroundForsaken out there mistreated your life'll be deletedCause I don't play dat, you know I don't play datWherever you talkin noise is where you gon' lay atI'm "Supa Dupa Fly" like Missy MissyBefore the fame majors used to diss meBut now I'm on top, I'm hot I can't stopBefore my deal came my shows was sold outHouse been on the hill, diamonds been in my grillI'm trill like U.G.K., you know I keep it realI'm who, Mike Jones, WHO? Mike JonesWHO? Mike Jones and I can't be cloned2-8-1, 3-3-oh, 8-zero-zero-fo'That's my cell phone number, hit me on the lowI got[Missy]Hold up, I see a lot of folks in here sittin 'round like your shoes too tightIf you wear a size 10, don't cram yo' shit up in a size 6 ladiesBe proud of yo' big-ass feetWe came to party up in this bitch

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