Miscellaneous Lyrics

Miscellaneous lyrics

Miscellaneous shit baby, meanin..



I'll make you wanna..







[Hook]



Rock to the joint, roll up a joint



Bust shots to the joint, Spike Lee to the joint



Bounce to the joint, screw to the joint



(Say what?) Yeah, you know it's on point (uh huh)







Just vibe to the joint, ride to the joint



Bump 'n grind to the joint, then skate to the joint



Now slide to the joint, act wild with a joint



Huh, once again it's on point, come on (here we go!)







[Verse One: Phife Dawg]



Party over here, fuck y'all over there



Drinks on Malik, ya live once, I don't care



Love the night life like Sonny love Cher



Bound to take a shorty home, put her ass in the air



Look at Miss Thingy, I heard she type pissy



One that'll have simple ways, that'll block and get busy



Fat Joe, Pun said it's all about trizzies



Spit the game in her ear, in the coatcheck chick



Had to give it to her, came out, pull out my zipper



Now I'm like "WHOA" cause her come my baby father



Shit money big, now I think I'm gonna need back up



He walked right next to me and smacked her ass up



WHOO that's a close one, here let me bounce



Third floor, gotta see who else is in the house



Up north, reppin with these chicks from down South



Shorty sippin Hennesey, singin 'put it in your mouth'







[Hook]



Rock to the joint, roll to the joint



Bust shots to the joint, Spike Lee to the joint



Bounce to the joint, screw to the joint



Uh, you know it's on point (no doubt)







Vibe to the joint, ride to the joint



Bump 'n grind to the joint, unwind to the joint



Slide to the joint, act wild to the joint (yeah)



You know it's on point, c'mon!







[Verse Two: Phife Dawg]



On towards chillin, now we at the after party



Com' Sense, Mos Def, fuck it - everybody!



Fuck chillin at the tele, I'm scoopin me a hottie



Chillin load of girls, and those shorties lookin sloppy



Came to the door, made the dancefloor wild



Shorties "Sayin My Name" like Destiny's Child (aah)



So I just smile, get em thirsty like 'ow'



I know I'm type foul, trippy steady on a pile



Eyes wide open like a motherfuckin owl



Who's this tig bitty chick with the Colgate smile?



Said her name was Tafy, with nose by to act me



Straight from St. Louis, said she'd love to do me



Smacked on her ass as if she worked at Big Skippy



Wanted to give my neck a hicky, but something 'bout her's tricky



Looked at the bar, oh shit it couldn't be!



The J to the A to the N to the E



You don't understand? Ask EPMD!



Thinkin to myself, goddammit why me?



Thinkin to myself, goddammit why me?



Thinkin to myself, goddammit why me?







[Hook]



Rock to the joint, roll to the joint



Bust shots to the joint, Spike Lee to the joint



Bounce to the joint, screw to the joint



Uh, you know it's on point (no doubt)







Now vibe to the joint, ride to the joint



Bump 'n grind to the joint, unwind to the joint



Slide to the joint, act wild to the joint



You know it's on point (no doubt, no doubt)







[Outro]



You know it's on point (no doubt)



You know it's on point (no doubt)



You know it's on point (on point..)