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Artiste:
Missy Elliott
Titre:
Checkin' For You
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Lil' Kim:
See it's two type of bitches in the world: You got a broke bitch... you got a rich bitch. That would explain what I am, and what my girl Missy is. We da rich mothafuckin'
BIYIOTCHES
! That's right. And then you got a bitch like me, who just stand above all bitches. That excludes my girl Missy, Mary, you know what I'm saying? But ya'll know what the fuck I mean. Heh, I'm the Queen Bitch, that's right, motherfucka, what? Ya'll gotta problem wit' it, come see me! A mothafucka ain't taking my title, or my girl Missy title, or my girl Mary title, what? That's right. See, only bitches like us is allowed to play a game of chess. You see, a real queen needs a king. You damn mothafuckin' right I don't want no nigga laying up under me, That can't do for me what I can't do for my motherfuckin' self. So when ya'll see me in the street, this is what I want ya'll to do. Fix your lips, put 'em together nicely, and say... Say it along, say it along now, say, "She's a
BITCH!
"
Missy:
I was walkin' real slow to the dance floor; He was lookin' at my ass, and I turned him on... I see him talkin' to his boy on his cell-ya-phone I looked at him and all he could say Was "Damn, baby... bring it on..." I talk shit but I come through like a storm; I keep my piece so sweet, yeah, nice and warm... And all he could feel was this "love, baby..." I don't give a fuck about what they think, what they say, They can call me a freak, call me anything they wanna name, I don't give a... (I don't give a...) I just wanna take him home, take him to the house, then turn him out... He ain't checkin' for you... I don't give a fuck about what they think, what they say, They can call me a freak, call me anything they wanna name, I don't give a... (I don't give a...) I just wanna take him home, take him to the house, then turn him out... He ain't checkin' for you...