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lirik lagu latashá - missy elliott

[verse 1]
all i wanted was candy paint for the ride
my n~gga, i don’t even know how to drive
twenty~something with a f~cked up self~esteem
some days i’m up, other days i’m in between
all these people keep giving me congratulates
they don’t even care how i even got the play
process they interests into everything
compliments i ingest mean a tiny thing
do you know why this caged bird sings?
every time i rap i be snapping over things
tired of theses whack n~ggas takin’ what i bring
aunties cl!ck~clack if you really wanna swing
i don’t need your f~ckin’ hoo~rahs
f~ck these lames i co~create with gods
’cause i got intellect don’t mean that i’m a sn0b
try tape it in place, i make weak ones roll like it’s black [?]

[chorus]
(is she?)
give respect to missy elliott
(is she?)
stop frontin’ like your better this
(is she?)
it ain’t all peachy mister, we balance out the frame you know you need she mister
(is she?)
give respect to missy elliott
(is she?)
stop frontin’ like your better this
(is she?)
it ain’t all peachy mister, we balance out the frame you know you need she mister
[post~chorus]
i am in my bag
and if your mad, well mister, ain’t my bad, my n~gga
i just love my frauds and it ain’t my fault
i am in my bag
and if your mad, well mister, ain’t my bad, my n~gga
i just love my frauds and it ain’t my fault

[verse 2]
all i wanna understand is why you hate
for this rap sh~t, i held off everything
twenty~something i don’t even know how to drive
metro card, open bar, i guess i’ll be fine
sayin’, “you a star”, and dude i believe you
but what’s wrong when they say that i got the juice
’cause i don’t, kim k i’ll play the world’s way
i don’t give a f~ck about headshots okay
keep telling me a shawty takin’ my lane
there’s enough room for more queens to maintain
this is why i be so tired of the chase
keep going, feel like i’m running in place
f~ck a hamster wheel, i’m takin’ mine still
f~ck what you think, i make my own rules for real
you had the thoughts on ping pong, but not for long
call it tetris, going where i belong so
[chorus]
(is she?)
give respect to missy elliott
(is she?)
stop frontin’ like your better this
(is she?)
it ain’t all peachy mister, we balance out the frame you know you need she mister
(is she?)
give respect to missy elliott
(is she?)
stop frontin’ like your better this
(is she?)
it ain’t all peachy mister, we balance out the frame you know you need she mister

[post~chorus]
i am in my bag
and if your mad, well mister, ain’t my bad, my n~gga
i just love my frauds and it ain’t my fault
i am in my bag
and if your mad, well mister, ain’t my bad, my n~gga
i just love my frauds and it ain’t my fault

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