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Wyclef Jean
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Party to Damascus Remix
作词: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
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 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
[Foreign content] 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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