Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Woo

[Intro - Missy Elliott -
Oh (what you got player)
Oh (ah, uh)
Oh (ah, uh huh)
Hey yo
Yo, these chicks see a nigga with some hot shit
help yo ass out on what a bitch think
when a nigga got cheddar
Girls be (A LOON)!
that, get money, cars, player
That's that act innocent get his credit for his info (ah)
For her and friends
You to be careful playboy
You as shit, but um
These chicks got game like Michael Jordon,
Pump the cheap talk, just let the beat knock
you got

[Verse 1 -
I see you girl, why you lookin 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 even explain when I get at yo
You how long I've been gettin dough?
Used to rock full length with the finger low (okay)
Yep that's my forte, and chicks Loon best at foreplay
I get hugs and all day, trips to Norway, sip Crisses all day (woo)
Plus wrists be all gray, five speed shiftin all day
And my mind is right, if you ain't no money, better find a life, aight

[Chorus - Missy - w/ ad libs]
(Hey Woo)
Boy that's what them say
When they tell that money in your pocket,
(Hey Woo)
They be (woo)
Credit cards and calls go (Hey Loon)

(Woo)
Baby that's them chicks say
When see a superstar ridin in the fast lane
(Woo)
They be (woo)
Now who there?
([Female Oh girl, that's Loon)

2 - Loon]
Uh, check it out yo, it out now
you all on me, friends is all on me
Pissy spillin alcohol on me
Tried to split but the chick callin me
Cause I be everything a be
Please me, my team is cheesy
Please be easy, me and Pee Wee
Like 'em red bone, short and
Get my second cup, start greezy
We come consistent, young,
No resistance, girls run from
we come through, pimp hard like Michigan
And sip Dom, armed, we glistenin
This 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

- w/ ad libs]

[Verse 3 - P.
Hey yo, can I get some of playboy
They me Diddy
Yo when I come in the club I go
All black shapar, girls all on me like German
fashion from Hermain and tar
When the hell you learn I'ma star?
P.D. up for par Dolce jar
Girls and Bob dog, what's up the bar
Midori forty-five with cigar (uh huh)
V.I.P., B.I.G. we are (that's right)
Bad Boy maxim with all of our
Got real shit for all y'all pretenders
Harlem heartthrob that's shock it's slender
Flow like August, with arms December
years playboy got more to remember
Been bounce back since fall on a ninja
Ladies wanna see me and just timber
Bad Boy go home, what y'all don't

[Chorus - w/ ad

- Missy Elliott - talking]

Okay, you me player
You where I'm comin from (Hey Woo)
Haha, you got that nigga