Timbaland - Slide lyrics

[Intro: Missy] This is another Missy Elliot exclusive [Verse 1: Missy] My twinkies look stinky on the Benz And don't I gotta look sweet for my mens And make 'em think I got a whole bunch of paper And even date a ball player from the Lakers Now fake a take and make 'em holler at cha later Shake em Wake em and tell 'em what to get my a** from Jacob's That's the way a real diva like to floss it Buy a car no matter what is costs Of course my Rolls Royces make 'em nauseous Tell you who the motherf**ing boss is I'm driving, you walking that's why you talking See the chrome spinning on the wheels stop jocking I`mma let you know real nice and slow I'd be broke as a joke if I had to be a ho So poor, Missy on the rise like the sun If you think that I`m done, I ain`t even begun [Hook] Slide, Slide, Dip, Dip, Shake Move it all around, Move it all around Slide, Slide, Dip, Dip, Shake Move it all around, Move it all around [Verse 2: Missy] Feel the boombastic in ya back head 15"s putting holes in ya back head Bbboomp bbboomp bbboomb bbboomb Don't it sound so fantastic My Lamborghini disappear like Houdini Two-Twenty can't see me in the bottle like a Genie Teeny, Weeny, now hate me like you hate to eat your Wheaties Now here's a freebie, I`mma let you see me on T.V Accepting my Emmy on a Grammy in Miami I hit you with the one, two, whammy You no tooth granny, with a hole in her panties And I don't give a sh** if you can't stand me Cause I is what I is, and what I am is like my Mammy And I don't mean to sound too petty But they use to call me Fatty until I got with Puff Daddy [Hook] Slide, Slide, Dip, Dip, Shake Move it all around, Move it all around Slide, Slide, Dip, Dip, Shake Move it all around, Move it all around [Verse 3:Missy] My rims keep turnin' and turnin' Tires burnin' through Queens and Mount Vernon And yes it's my concern that: Your chain Platinum or is it really Sterling? I'm old school I rock a Sherlin From New Jers heard all the way to Berlin And that's for certain Behind every curtain is a snake b**h lurking and she about to catch a hurtin Mr. Moes on the beats, and Missy be the beats behind the beats My record sales don't jump or do leaps And while you sleep I'm on the ground as I creep (you should creep) I got Pumas on my feet, Fresh gear everyday, every week You know I keep it hot for my peeps Never cheap underground like the streets [Hook] Slide, Slide, Dip, Dip, Shake Move it all around, Move it all around Slide, Slide, Dip, Dip, Shake Move it all around, Move it all around