Bring the pain


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Missy Elliot feat.Mothod man
Bring the pain

i can bring the pain hardcore to the brain uh baby what`s your name i love the way you spit in tha game you made me change from dickkin al gys tha same you the type of gy i won`t merried in months you got exacly what i want and ain`t no faking the phone your adetude is funk and you making me crunk
(chorus)
Yes it`s real baby got me so grazy like my father and like the way you surfing still you late my body crunk just like a party my pappy am your mammy
I am in your life to come and let you explore
take you on a tour the kind of gys be tooking and boys is the reason i ecnore and you the one want takin me from it`s a rap superstar, i wanne be the one you like am surely do you right
(chorus)
Method man
If it`s real hone if it`s realy real, lets chil baby pak a ex-pil, how do sex feel com and get your next tril, you the road dil am saying if you man wont? mister maf wil
That`s a moring al day mind of a mather in my 4thy is 4play sex on a platter have it your way, then who surf you everything on a menu and al that freak shit that you into, Sweet lady you drive me half grazy maybe we can go half on a baby, pappa got a brend new pack and in this stash a brend new jack, lovely get your schoes of and get comfy we can walk ugly if you ain`t got your mufly, yes aach like american pie and i crunk it let a crunk it let a why
(chorus)
M-I-T 8 your D man M-A-S-S-Y-M i came to bang, bang the boogy i see you looking out bang, bang menooky, you want my cookies i bake for your rookies break hard put me for bang,bang to slip me if you got to neck you got to come quikly M-I-T 8 your D are you with me