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Tush

Missy Elliott]
Oohhh... This that fire! and Missy

[Ghostface
Somebody that girl that her ass too big
I give it to her and she let me live
eat that, 'cause there's no relationship
I beat that, the day you called in sick
Frontin', not for nothin', I pop
Off Phat, Levi's, J.Lo's, Guess and Gap
'cause it's like that, lady, bet I make you shake
Like the and Jay-Z's, Dre's and J.D.'s
on, if not you, I'mma beat this song
But if you were bout it, our business wouldn't be this long
Let me it down for you, all I wanted to know
If I could just feel it and touch it, and break it down into and
with me and just leave your friends
'cause we don't need no blocking
Tellin' you without no option
your friends "Peace, look, I'm bouncin'"

[Chorus: Elliott (Ghostface Killah)]
Tush, tush,
Wanna in the bush, bush, bush?
(I'm on top, you like push, push,
Keep it low shush, shush, shush)
You get up in my tush, tush, tush?
You could in the bush, bush, bush
(I'm on top, you like push, push,
Keep it low shush, shush, shush)
You get up in that tush, tush, tush?
Wanna in my bush, bush, bush
(I'm on top, you like push, push,
Keep it low shush, shush, shush)

Killah]
Oh yeah, you jinglin' baby (well let me jump up on ding-a-ling baby)
Ooh, gosh, you a girl, sassy
Picture me layin' you my classic pearls
curl, giddy up, you go girl
I'm to, uh, do it slow girl
Ooh, you in control, it's in world
She on, I think I like ol'
Take it out, turn
Charlie horse, shit, threw me off
Wildin', all I wanted was to show you my
To let you on how I rep in Staten Island
is the reason I came to you
So we can it then kick it was the thing to do
we don't need no representation
Domination, got them patient

[Break: Ghostface
Now this is the way suppose to
To get dowwnnnnnnnn, ya'll ain't
say "Aha! Ghost is back!"

[Missy
Pull the curtain, let me work your sermon
Playboy don't hurt me a virgin
You seem real determined to put a
But if you ain't slurpin', then you better off
You got a lot of nerve, to serve my curves
My 36D, 36
The way I shoot the gift, I coke bottles
And you would swear it was Kim lips
Eh, I really you baby
Do you know how to wife this
me what I want, don't talk, don't touch
Unless you got a bank that make my face blush
Now shush... in my
And I can give you you want, make a whoosh
Just throw it, show you how to push
Kinky sex, tie ropes around your
on..

[Outro: Missy
on... hah... oh..
Come on... hah... oh...
Oh... aha-ha... whoo!
on!