[Intro - Missy - talking] Oh (what you got player) Oh (ah, uh) Oh (ah, uh huh) Hey yo Yo, when these chicks see a nigga with hot shit I'ma yo ass out on what a bitch think when a nigga got some Girls be (A LOON)! Take that, get money, cars, That's that act innocent get his credit card for his (ah) For her and some You need to be careful You as shit, but um These got game like Michael Jordon, okay the cheap talk, I'ma just let the beat knock you got
[Verse 1 - Yeah I see you girl, why you at me And why your man in the club lookin trigger a shame you don't hear me though And I'm far a lame, I'ma gigolo I get paid just to the flow And I can't even when I get at yo You know how long I've gettin dough? Used to rock length mink with the finger low (okay) Yep my forte, and chicks know Loon best at foreplay I get hugs and kisses all day, to Norway, sip Crisses all day (woo) Plus be all gray, plus five speed shiftin all day And my is right, if you ain't about no money, better find a life, aight
[Chorus - Missy - w/ ad libs] (Hey Woo) Boy what them hoes say When they tell that money in your pocket, (Hey Woo) be like (woo) Credit cards and calls go (Hey Loon)
(Woo) Baby what them chicks say When they see a ridin in the fast lane (Woo) They be (woo) Now who that ([Female voice:] Oh girl, Loon)
[Verse 2 - Uh, it out yo, check it out now Why's you all on me, is all on me Pissy drunks spillin on me Tried to but the chick keep callin me Cause I be everything a be Please believe me, my is cheesy Please be easy, me and Pee Wee 'em red bone, short and sleezy Get my second cup, talkin greezy We consistent, young, relentless No resistance, run from distance When we come through, hard like Michigan And sip Dom, armed, we glistenin chick on, this Dom, got Mrs. and They silk on, non new trenches and heel stilettos, I feel so ghetto But switch to soft, couldn't get off me
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[Verse 3 - P. Hey yo, can I get some of this They call me Yo when I come in the I go hard All black shapar, girls all on me like German Latest fashion from and tar When the you gon' learn I'ma star? P.D. back up for par jar Girls and Bob dog, up with the bar Midori forty-five degrees cigar (uh huh) V.I.P., B.I.G. we are (that's right) Bad Boy with all of our splendor Got real shit for all y'all pretenders Harlem heartthrob that's when it's slender Flow August, with arms like December Twelve years playboy got to remember Been bounce back since that on a ninja Ladies wanna see me fall and timber Bad Boy go home, what y'all remember
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- Missy Elliott - talking] Okay, you found me You know where I'm comin (Hey Woo) Haha, you got that nigga