Missy Elliott and Timbaland - Pass da Blunt

Ayo
It's too many producers
Is giving off these fraud beats, you know what I'm saying? (Yeah, uh)
Your worst mistake is to try to duplicate anything that Timbaland make (what?)
Alright?
So, you gon' hear this beat one time and, and one time only
And I'm gon' just do a lil' something on it
Alright, check it

Bitches
I never wanna hang with bitches
Since I turn Missy
Every bitch I meet be booty lickin'
My ass they kissin' (say what?)
But I feel like they way too picky
I use to know a guy name Ricky
Oh really?
Don't piss me off and
Son, better let y'all know y'all lucky
'Cause if I come out buckin'
The whole world better be duckin'
'Cause I roll with Puffy
No doubt
Shit turned out get ugly
No matter what you still love me
Me whack? You buggin'

Pass di blunts on di left hand side
Pass di blunts on di left hand side
We got the beats
He got the beats that make me jump, jump, jump
We got the beats
He got the beats that make me rocky dodi dumb
Pass di blunts on di left hand side (I said)
Pass di blunts on di left hand side
I got the rhymes
I got the rhymes to make you jump, jump, jump
I got the rhymes
I got the rhymes to make you rocky dodi dumb

Niggas
I always keep a good nigga
I get him for his figures
I A-K-A gold digga
See me with him
In a jewelry store
Buyin' glitta
Should I not or should I?
I'm a get 'em, I'm a get 'em (and uh)
Bitches (uh)
They mad 'cause I be flossin' (flossin')
Yeah, this pussy costin'
Tired and we tossin'
You know I'm rockin'
'Cause there will be no stoppin'
All that shit you poppin'
What's that shit you talkin'?

Pass di blunts on di left hand side (yeah)
Pass di blunts on di left hand side
He got the beats
He got the beats that make you jump, jump, jump
He got the beats
He got the beats that make you rocky dodi dumb
Pass di blunts on di left hand side (I said)
Pass di blunts on di left hand side
I got the rhymes
I got the rhymes to make you jump, jump, jump
I got the rhymes
I got the rhymes to make you rocky dodi dumb

(I said)
Pass di blunts on di left hand side (pass)
Pass di blunts on di left hand side

Welcome y'all (uh-huh)
To Timbaland and Missy's hit factory
A lot of people try to sneak in (uh-huh)
And get the ingredients (uh-huh)
Pass di blunts on di left hand side)
But I am the man behind the ingredients
(Pass di blunts on di left hand side)
So please, please come to me with the recipe, baby (uh-huh)
Alright

You see me on the videos (yeah)
And then you wanna go and play me on the stereo (mm)
Mic check 1-2-1-2 (uh uh)
Here I go
My style is supa dupa fly and yours is so-so (oh, you see me)
You see me on the videos (see me)
And then you wanna go and play me on the stereo (yeah)
Mic check 1-2-1-2 (uh, uh)
Here I go
My style is supa dupa fly and yours is so-so (yeah, yeah)

Written by:
Fitzroy Ogilvie Simpson, Headley George Bennett, Huford Benjamin Brown, Jackie Mittoo, Leroy Sibbles, Lloyd Anthony Ferguson, Melissa Elliott, Robert Bernard Lyn, Timothy Z. Mosley

Publisher:
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