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Missy Elliott
Missy Elliott
Leadgesang
Craig Brockman
Craig Brockman
Tasteninstrumente
Charles W. Bereal, Jr.
Charles W. Bereal, Jr.
Streichinstrumente
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Missy Elliott
Missy Elliott
Songwriter:in
Clifford Smith
Clifford Smith
Songwriter:in
Reggie Noble
Reggie Noble
Songwriter:in
Timothy Mosley
Timothy Mosley
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Missy Elliott
Missy Elliott
Produzent:in
Timbaland
Timbaland
Mischtechniker:in
Jesse Gorman
Jesse Gorman
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Grayson Sumby
Grayson Sumby
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Steve Penny
Steve Penny
Ingenieurassistent:in
Bernie Grundman
Bernie Grundman
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Jimmy Douglass
Jimmy Douglass
Mischtechniker:in
Timothy Mosley
Timothy Mosley
Produzent:in

Letras

[Intro]
Gimme that funk, um
Funk, um
Yo, gimme that funk
Oh yeah, baby, gimme that funk
Sho' nuff that funk
[Verse 1]
Yo, yo, beware of the dogs, off the chain (Woof, woof)
**** your whips at the club, we piss in the parkin' lanes
Blow it up ten frames so you see it wide
If your broad ain't **** she don't need to ride (Beat it)
She can crawl in the trunk with her knees inside
By the spare, she hungry? I'll feed her fries
'Cause I'm a dog **** (Arf), shot-call ****
My shotgun talk with a lecture hall scripture
Applaud, ****, shake that ****
I getcha drunk and high and duct tape that **** fast
Then leave you on your daddy front lawn (Ding-dong)
With your hair all **** up, with one pump on
Get stomped on, I take the money and run (Run, run)
I'm a dog, ****, I **** right in front of your son (Get out)
If you ain't got Missy and Meth
Want me to spit the hot **** for you? ****, write your check
[Verse 2]
When you come home from work
I'm gon' make you do more work
Pour some wine in the cup, sip-sippin' on sizzurp
Uh, now we gon' make love to an end, yeah
Slide, wanna take a ride
When you with me, oh so right, tell them boys, not tonight
Say you chillin' with your **** and this is one you don't wanna miss
Uh, 'cause this love right here is on fire (Fire)
Slide (Oh), wanna take a ride
[Chorus]
(I love) I love it, boy, when you play this song
Dead wrong, you know this record be turnin' me on (Turnin' me on)
You keep me growlin' like a dog in heat
Hey woadie, put it down, make me sleep for weeks
(I love, yeah) I love it, boy, when you play this song
Dead wrong, you know this record be turnin' me on (Turnin' me on)
You keep me growlin' like a dog in heat
Hey woadie, put it down, make me sleep for weeks
[Verse 3]
You on the block layin' low, from the cops layin' low
When you done, let me know
'Cause my love make you be like, "Whoa" (Whoa, uh)
'Cause I got yo' mind in the trenches
Slide, let's take a ride
Baby, come give me some, hey woadie, ain't no other one
Can shine on my life and make me wanna stay the night
Mmm, mmm, 'cause you put butterflies on my stomach
Slide, baby, won't you slide?
[Chorus]
(I love) I love it, boy, when you play this song
Dead wrong, you know this record be turnin' me on (Turnin' me on)
You keep me growlin' like a dog in heat
Hey woadie, put it down, make me sleep for weeks
(I love) I love it, boy, when you play this song
Dead wrong, you know this record be turnin' me on (Turnin' me on)
You keep me growlin' like a dog in heat
Hey woadie, put it down, make me sleep for weeks
[Verse 4]
Yo, yo, I wanna gangsta boogie with my gangsta ****
Love it when the **** talk back, thank the ****
All my dogs (Woof) playin' the wall, get at these broads
You ain't got no **** at all, we ain't **** wit' y'all
I'm not your smooth lovin', see me at the Casbah thuggin'
Hands where your Stove Top be stuffin'
Never catch Tical hand-cuffin', I'm in your party puffin'
Smellin' like that Wu-Tang production
Cousin tried to tell me **** come a dime a dozen (Uh)
And when it come around I'll beat it down like percussion
Missy come and get me (Yeah), I'm 'bout to call Doc
We can all meet up at Peanut's, I heard it was the spot
Somebody roll the **** up, push the car lighter
Kick your feet up, Saturday night, who got the fever?
Brought the flavor of Indonesia, puff-puff-give-type procedures
And this joint bumpin' out your speakers
[Chorus]
(I love) I love it, boy, when you play this song
Dead wrong, you know this record be turnin' me on (Turnin' me on)
You keep me growlin' like a dog in heat
Hey woadie, put it down, make me sleep for weeks
(I love) I love it, boy, when you play this song
Dead wrong, you know this record be turnin' me on (Turnin' me on)
You keep me growlin' like a dog in heat
Hey woadie, put it down, make me sleep for weeks
[Outro]
I'm gonna take you high to the top
And let your body not reject me, babe
I'm gon' make you really love me
I'm gonna make you scream, don't stop
But you must first respect this lady
You must respect this lady
Written by: Clifford Smith, Missy Elliott, Reggie Noble, Timbaland
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