Lirik Lagu It's Alright - Missy Elliott
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(featuring Craig Mack)
[Chorus]It's alrightAs you may have heardTo smoke the fat one and let the thunder burnIt's okay, to play this loudMr DJ, don't mean to sweat you down[Missy]I stuck my fingers in the socket, I blew up like a rocketin the market, now I cannot stop itOh mami, oh papi, why they envy me?Messin up my creativity with all this negativityso now I'm drinkin gin-and-sengAnything to mess with my concentration with hallucinationsof invasion, from waiting on the nationto get with my styleCos I'm about to transmit into some funky ishCan you get with this?Zay, villaveu, yes, ugh!They ask me if I'm nasty, they ask me, they bet me tooLike osh-kosh-bigosh, osh cock suck their cocksOsh miss Miss iss oh shitI gets mad styles, get it get itI'm wit it wit it if you wit it, oh shit then let's split itinto a 20 sack, and I'ma be backwit my boy Craig Mack like that, ugh!Chorus[Craig Mack]Don't sweat me downThis jam needs a frontin MC, leave MC's shakin in the groundHere come the bumpenin soundWorth more than the coke that they sellin by the poundI walk the street like ShaftHop to kick a paragraph, floatin on the funk like a life raftDown with Sista, it's the MC brezzle twisterMackalicious boy I'll pop you like a blisterCraig Mack's a Jedi Knight with The Force of courseI can run MC's thru my teeth like dental flossSo back up and don't sweat me downBoo docks on locks, fat boys nabbed the home townAnd you can get the balls like thatHittin wicked like the funkalicious rhymes that's phat, uhhAnd we can get back in forth off the backChorus[Missy]Oh if, I could bring sucker-suckertashWhen I farts I poops cash from my assCos If You Think You're Lonely Nowlike Bobby Womack in gangsta format, I dunk shit like ShaqI'm not greedy, I feeds the needy, I smokes a beadyI feel, the need to stroke the weedyOh big daddy, is you ready *slurp*to slurp me in your mouth like spaghetti?Hi Ho Silver, ya killer, my drug dealerfo' reala, I drinks some Miller, ughLook up in the sky ARGH ARGH!!It's a birdie, yes I'm worthy for certyBlack eyed peas, all in my butt like fleasOh we's smell pantiesAll in my crackMy amplifier's on the maxi light, Kotter Welcome Back
[Chorus]It's alrightAs you may have heardTo smoke the fat one and let the thunder burnIt's okay, to play this loudMr DJ, don't mean to sweat you down[Missy]I stuck my fingers in the socket, I blew up like a rocketin the market, now I cannot stop itOh mami, oh papi, why they envy me?Messin up my creativity with all this negativityso now I'm drinkin gin-and-sengAnything to mess with my concentration with hallucinationsof invasion, from waiting on the nationto get with my styleCos I'm about to transmit into some funky ishCan you get with this?Zay, villaveu, yes, ugh!They ask me if I'm nasty, they ask me, they bet me tooLike osh-kosh-bigosh, osh cock suck their cocksOsh miss Miss iss oh shitI gets mad styles, get it get itI'm wit it wit it if you wit it, oh shit then let's split itinto a 20 sack, and I'ma be backwit my boy Craig Mack like that, ugh!Chorus[Craig Mack]Don't sweat me downThis jam needs a frontin MC, leave MC's shakin in the groundHere come the bumpenin soundWorth more than the coke that they sellin by the poundI walk the street like ShaftHop to kick a paragraph, floatin on the funk like a life raftDown with Sista, it's the MC brezzle twisterMackalicious boy I'll pop you like a blisterCraig Mack's a Jedi Knight with The Force of courseI can run MC's thru my teeth like dental flossSo back up and don't sweat me downBoo docks on locks, fat boys nabbed the home townAnd you can get the balls like thatHittin wicked like the funkalicious rhymes that's phat, uhhAnd we can get back in forth off the backChorus[Missy]Oh if, I could bring sucker-suckertashWhen I farts I poops cash from my assCos If You Think You're Lonely Nowlike Bobby Womack in gangsta format, I dunk shit like ShaqI'm not greedy, I feeds the needy, I smokes a beadyI feel, the need to stroke the weedyOh big daddy, is you ready *slurp*to slurp me in your mouth like spaghetti?Hi Ho Silver, ya killer, my drug dealerfo' reala, I drinks some Miller, ughLook up in the sky ARGH ARGH!!It's a birdie, yes I'm worthy for certyBlack eyed peas, all in my butt like fleasOh we's smell pantiesAll in my crackMy amplifier's on the maxi light, Kotter Welcome Back
