Lirik Lagu Slap! Slap! Slap! - Missy Elliott
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
[Verse 1: Missy]Me and my cliqueRun thur the gutter breakin down shutterAs the beat goes, dun dun dun dunaAin't nothing better than these favorite buttasIt's like freakin wit your lova tryin bust his rubbaHave him have him undercover like he thought he neverHow the hell a bitch like me become so celvaYall wack MC's , yall never neverTalkin hard as a cock but is light as a featherYall suspect hoe's yall suspect hoe'sTakin off your clothe yall reject hoe'sFell the rhythm, I'm bout to kill em
[Chorus] Missy (Timbaland)Slap!Slap!Slap!
Right across your melon, easy
(Nigga,Slap!Slap!Right across your melon, easy)
[Verse 2: Missy]Yall lil'Tryin act bigga don't yall get the pictureEvery freakin year I come wit something sickaFan's takin flick's wanna get my pictureFreak's only speak ¡°Do you know Jigga?¡±Strange muthafucka's wanna be my niggaTurn your man to a ass-lickerCheatin ass men means, cheatin as menTime to stop gamin and stay the fuck inFell the rhythm, I'm bout to kill em
[Chorus] Missy (Timbaland)Slap!Slap!Slap!Right across your melon, pronto
(I said,Slap!Slap!Slap!Right across your melon, pronto)
[Verse 3: Da Brat]You don't wanna get smacked right quickWit a upper cut like thisI don't give a fuck if you don't like thisStill get paid to bust the right shitStill get paid to hope on the dickI'm a prostitute, I gotta a lot of lootBut if you knock the boots,but at lease cop the coupWhat I'm post to do, starve for youThis ain't ??, I can't crawl for youThat's impossibleI make the ruleI pay the duesI wear the pantsBought the shoes, they Prada tooFuck wit me you loseStep to me and get brusedYour chances are not few, they noneSo what I'm bitchyRoll a phat blunt wit MissyIn the front wit meTim hit AHH, wit the b
[Chorus] Missy (Timbaland)Slap!Slap!Slap!
Right across your melon, easy
(Nigga,Slap!Slap!Right across your melon, easy)
[Verse 2: Missy]Yall lil'Tryin act bigga don't yall get the pictureEvery freakin year I come wit something sickaFan's takin flick's wanna get my pictureFreak's only speak ¡°Do you know Jigga?¡±Strange muthafucka's wanna be my niggaTurn your man to a ass-lickerCheatin ass men means, cheatin as menTime to stop gamin and stay the fuck inFell the rhythm, I'm bout to kill em
[Chorus] Missy (Timbaland)Slap!Slap!Slap!Right across your melon, pronto
(I said,Slap!Slap!Slap!Right across your melon, pronto)
[Verse 3: Da Brat]You don't wanna get smacked right quickWit a upper cut like thisI don't give a fuck if you don't like thisStill get paid to bust the right shitStill get paid to hope on the dickI'm a prostitute, I gotta a lot of lootBut if you knock the boots,but at lease cop the coupWhat I'm post to do, starve for youThis ain't ??, I can't crawl for youThat's impossibleI make the ruleI pay the duesI wear the pantsBought the shoes, they Prada tooFuck wit me you loseStep to me and get brusedYour chances are not few, they noneSo what I'm bitchyRoll a phat blunt wit MissyIn the front wit meTim hit AHH, wit the b
