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Party to Damascus Remix
作詞：Jerry Duplessis, Missy Elliot, Wyclef Jean
It's over, Missy with the Preachers Son
It's over, I told ya
J-Clef, let's go
Yeah, hey yo Clef
These motherfuckers ain't ready for this shit
Me and Clef on this track what you want
Heard you wanna battle us both I hope you don't
Hand me my mic, two woofers in my trunk
Sound like gonk-ga-gonk-ga-gonk-ga-gonk-ga-ga-ga-gonk
I drink that Dom Perignon
I drink that shot of Petron to turn me on
I got that red eye bomb, get you stoned
I got them gunshots, head knock 'til my bed stop
Hey, yo, Missy you hit me with the henny got me dizzy, like a lesbi
I heard you wear turtlenecks' to hide your hickie
I'm freaky, dickie, like Samantha, â€~Sex in the City'
Lookie, lookie here, I only came to party
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Easy shorty, with one dance
I put you in a trance and not a body experience
As time flies, we have fun but I don't want it to pass
My total love gots you waitin' like a whooplash
I teach you what you want, the things you need to know
Baby and shut the door, let's get this party goin'
Baby let me show you how you can satisfy a girl needs
One, two, three, four
In the mornin', in the evenin', in the nighttime, gotta have it
It's a feelin', I can't fight it, you got me speakin' another language
Bo habibi, Nishtage'a, bo habibi, Nishtage'a
It's official, raise your glasses
'Cause this party gonna go to Damascus
It's me turn, I'm Mr. International
Causto mi la'more mi das-mi-yor
That's was French, if I missed ya
You want Spanish y'all
Mi alas amigos puedos dos senorita yo
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Freakin' in Japanese, shootin' in the West Indies
Its breaking down, go and fetch the wrench
I'm suddenly all Jewish
And tossin' it up at a Bar-mitz-pha
I teach you what you want, the things you need to know
Baby, shut the door, let's get this party goin'
Baby, let me show you, how you can satisfy a girl needs
One, two, three, four
In the mornin', in the evenin', in the nighttime, gotta have it
It's a feelin', I can't fight it, you got me speakin' another language
Bo habibi, Nishtage'a, bo habibi, Nishtage'a
It's official, raise your glasses
'Cause this party gonna go to Damascus
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Friday, Saturday, Sunday, gotta have it
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Friday, Saturday, Sunday, gotta have it
W Y to the Clef
Boy I keep it realer than the titties on my chest
Milk does your body good, come on take a sip
Like, it tastes good, don't it
You's a fine dreadlock, come on get
How many times Missy crushed the very best?
How many bombs on my summer, Funk Flex
As many times as Teddy Reilly said, 'Yep, yep'
Did you get it?
I stays on your mind like a fitted
Like Diddy make you walk for cheesecakes to the city
Rough chick, dirty jeans, ain't nothin' pretty
Me and Clef steppin' to the mic to get busy
In the mornin', in the evenin', in the nighttime, gotta have it
It's a feelin', I can't fight it, you got me speakin' another language
Bo habibi, Nishtage'a, bo habibi, Nishtage'a
It's official, raise your glasses
'Cause this party gonna go to Damascus
Yeah, hey yo Clef
What's up Missy, you know I love ya girl
What's up Missy, let's go
I got the guitar soundin' like a sitar
Holy, holy, holy, Jerry Wonder
I need some security, call police
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