Lyric Dangerous Mouths - Missy Elliott

Lyric Song Dangerous Mouths: Missy Uhh
3000 baby
uh huh
ooh
raunchy
raunchy Redman Good riddance
to niggas and bitches bullshittin I house MC s like baths and full kitchens
ready or not Doc hood lynchin
icey flows
I wrtie with wool mittens Its two not one
Missy dot dot com
come once in the blue like free hot lunch So once its on
turn it up
chickens flockin in Shoppin at birds are us
murderous
don t blame me
blame the music I write with napalms in my hands
flame the fuses
like ca psss
off you go I m nice battin
I practice when the park is closed I m that man who squats out of jeeps and vans Jump to roof to roof on the TV cam
I fuck a model I go out with the cheapest tramps
pussy have me trippin Like Kima
Keisha and Pam
I remain cool like
like open hous on a school night Animal House gettin thrown out for food fights
PPP strictly don t give a fuck An Brick City niggas strictly don t give a fuck Missy Let me intervene
come between
like dick through your jeans Hang down to your knees
its mwa the don wan
carry on
DAN to the danger Y all MC s in a whole lot of danger
change up all your rhymes you need beats My beats you see completely unique
forgive thee See its the shots of Henessey thats in me
Reggie Noble through after me Redman It takes two to tingle
and two to fuck I done fucked in Range Roves to Isuzu trucks used to move weight Now you makin moves to duck
built solid without bolts
screws and nuts Pussy tight jiffy lube it up
Doc came up
hoes use to hang up Now my arm close hang up
my crew is deeper than Karl Kani pockets We don t buy bullets
we ask what size rockets
for thee occasion One shot will have you ravin
like Symone when the four four is blown Two minutes later I ll make it hotter
snap you from the vine To my um blada a boom glada Missy and Redman So what you wanna do
what you wanna do Redman Yo I got the chicken
the brew taken next
an much room Def Squad in the house Drop you drawers
tell your boyfriend ease up
and park his car Missy I m from the south you better watch your mouth
Its the MI The SI
if you try then you die
I don t take no mercy on you suckers so Would you still be in love baby
if I cut your throat
cut the jokes I ain t got no love for yo
no friends with those
who imitate me ya bold My style I own
I ma have to steal your flow
you know me Joe I gotta say no more
BITCH! Thats right nigga
Its Misdemeanor here
Redman
Timbaland uhh Muthafucka! 3 triple zero
the Matrix baby
uhh
I m out