Cherish Miss P (featuring Da Brat) Lyrics

Miss P (featuring Da Brat) Lyrics

Intro: [Jermaine Dupri]

Yo this is one of them ones when they come on 

It makes you wanna say (ohh)

You can’t listen to this low man

You gotta turn it up know what I’m sayin’ (ohh)

Yeah Cherish, So So Def ya'll know (ohh)

This is how it go man double O three

Felicia holla at 'em



Verse 1: [Cherish]

If I walk up and said what’s up

Would you give me that look

And act like your tough

As I walked back

Would you give me the eye

Admire my strut checking out my look

See you look like you'd be the type

That be getting numbers all night, night, night

From night baby that's alright

You be getting numbers so do I



Chorus: [Cherish] (2x)

You could call me M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter P-I-M-P

I know you think u got game 

But baby let me tell you

You ain’t got more than me



Verse 2: [Cherish]

Sweetie I’m no freak 

So you won’t have me

But I’ll have you messed up 

With the words I speak

We can be just friends

Are you can dish feelings

You'll be callin’ up and you'll be checkin’ it

I know this might sound like its hype

But if I want you boy

You'll be mine, mine, mine

One tick my conversations tight

Cuz now I got you curious right



Chorus: [Cherish] (2x)

You could call me M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter P-I-M-P

I know you think u got game 

But baby let me tell you

You ain’t got more than me



Verse 3: [Cherish] (Jermaine Dupri)

Yeah I’m in the C-H-E-R-I-crooked letter-H

And we don’t play when it comes to

Pimpin’ this music, pimpin’ these tracks,

Pimpin’ this game until we get pa-aid

And we gon' P-I-M-P this music industry

Until everyone know our name (What’s your name?)

Felicia, Ferrah, Fallon, Neosha

Got you open until these vocals

Is what you gon' be sayin’



Chorus: [Cherish] (2x)

You could call me M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter P-I-M-P

I know you think u got game 

But baby let me tell you

You ain’t got more than me



Verse 4: [Da Brat]

I cherish bein’ a pimp

It ain't necessarily bad

I'm not embarrassed to demonstrate I party

They call me Miss Harris 

Favorite color is orange

Cherish is glowin’

I’m chuch from my head to my toe and

It’s obvious its showin’ cuz

I’m hopin’ my color don’t bother us

When it’s gametime

Everyday flametime

This game shine 

I have no other choice but to 

Blow your mind

I’m more soldier that the lieutenant

When it’s cold I’m in drapes until the floor

Chinchilla, I look good in it

With the hood in it 

600 wool in it, we runnin’ get money

Dis honey ain't bullsittin’ still ain't funny, ain't it

Yo pimp showtainin’ 

Don’t hate on me, why don’t you go and get you some 

I’m sayin’ my whole crew bangin’, we stay sharp as tack

It’s J.D. and Brat 

Pimpin’ this industry to the max believe that



Chorus: [Cherish] (2x)

You could call me M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter P-I-M-P

I know you think u got game 

But baby let me tell you

You ain’t got more than me