Work It Lyrics

Work It lyrics

{*scratching* DJ please, pick up your phone
I'm on the request line
{*scratching*
This is a Missy Elliott one time exclusive
(C'mon,
c'mon)

Chorus:
Is it worth it, let me work it
I put my thing down,
flip it and reverse it
{*"I put my thing down, flip it and reverse
it" - backwards 2X*
If you got a big [elephant], let me search ya
To
find out how hard I gotta work ya
{*"I put my thing down, flip it and
reverse it" - backwards 2X*

I'd like to get to know ya so I could
show ya
Put the pussy on ya like I told ya
Gimme all your numbers so I
could phone ya
Your girl actin' stank then call me over
Not on the bed,
lay me on your sofa
Phone before you come, I need to shave my chocha
You
do or you don't or you will or won't ya
Go downtown and eat it like a
vulture
See my hips and my tips, don't ya
See my ass and my lips, don't
ya
Lost a few pounds in my waist for ya
This be the beat that goes ba ta
ta
ba ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta
Sex me so good I say
blah-blah-blah
Work it, I need a glass of water
Boy, oh, boy, it's good
to know ya 

Repeat Chorus

If you a fly gal get your nails
done
Get a pedicure, get your hair did
Boy, lift it up, let's make a
toast-a
Let's get drunk, that's gon' bring us closer
Don't I look like a
Halle Berry poster
See the Belvedere playin' tricks on ya
Girlfriend
wanna be like me, never
You won't find a bitch that's even better
I make
you hot as Las Vegas weather
Listen up close while I take it
backwards
(Watch the way Missy like to take it backwards) [backwards]
I'm
not a prostitute, but I could give you what you want
I love your braids and
your mouth full of floss
Love the way my ass go bum-bum-bum-bum
Keep your
eyes on my bum-bum-bum-bum-bum
And think you can handle this
gadong-a-dong-dong
Take my thong off and my ass go vroom
Cut the lights
off so you see what I could do 

Repeat Chorus:

Boys, boys, all
type of boys
Black, white, Puerto Rican, Chinese
boys
Why-thai,-thai-o-toy-o-thai-thai
Rock-thai,-thai-o-toy-o-thai-thai
Girl,
girl, get that cash
If it's 9 to 5 or shakin' your ass
Ain't no shame,
ladies do your thang
Just make sure you ahead of the game
Just 'cause I
got a lot of fame supa
Prince couldn't get me change my name papa
Kunta
Kinte a slave again, no sir
Picture black sayin', "Oh, yes a
master"
Picture Lil' Kim dating a pastor
Minnie Me and Big Ren can
out last ya
Who is the best, I don't have to ask ya
When I come out you
won't even matter
Why you act dumb like "Uh, duh"
So you act
dumb like "Uh, duh"
As the drummer boy go
ba-rom-pop-pom-pom
Give you some-some-some of this Cinnabun 

Repeat
Chorus

To my fellas, ooooh
Good God, I like the way you work
that
{*scratching: "Peter Piper" featuring Jam Master Jay*
To
my ladies, woo
You sure know how to work that, good God