Missy Elliott - Work It Lyrics

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I'm on the request line

This is a Missy Elliott one-time exclusive (Come on)

[Chorus:]
Is it worth it, let me work it
I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it
Ti esrever dna ti pilf nwod gniht ym tup I*
Ti esrever dna ti pilf nwod gniht ym tup I
If you got a big dick let me search you
And find out how hard I gotta work you
Ti esrever dna ti pilf nwod gniht ym tup I
Ti esrever dna ti pilf nwod gniht ym tup I

I'd like to get to know you so I could show you
Put the pussy on you like I told you
Gimme all your numbers so I could phone you
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 chacha
You do or you don't or you will or won't cha
Go downtown and eat it like a vulture
See my hips and my tips, don't cha
See my ass and my lips, don't cha
Lost a few pounds and my waist for ya
This the kinda beat that go ra-ta-ta
Ra-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 you

[Chorus]

(Come on)

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 gonna' bring us closer
Don't I look like a Halle Berry poster
See the Belvedere playin' tricks on you
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 played 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 on so you see what I could do

[Chorus]

(Come on)

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
Girls, girls, get that cash
If it's 9 to 5 or shaking your ass
Ain't no shame, ladies do your thing
Just make sure you ahead of the game
You know Missy still supa dupa
But Prince couldn't get me change my name papa
Kunta Kinte a slave again, no sir
Picture black Sam, oh yes a massa
Got a Lamborghini so I drive faster
Just makin' hating people freakin' matter
Admit I'm the shit name won the battle
When I drop this record here 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

[Chorus]

To my fellas, I like the way you work that
To my ladies, you sure know how to work that

(*I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it played backwards)