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Missy Elliott - WTF (Where They From) (feat. Pharrell Williams) (TroyBoi Remix)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Missy Elliott
Missy Elliott
Vocals
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Vocals
TroyBoi
TroyBoi
Remixer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Missy Elliott
Missy Elliott
Songwriter
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Producer
Phil Tan
Phil Tan
Mixing Engineer
Andrew Coleman
Andrew Coleman
Recording Engineer
TroyBoi
TroyBoi
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Shorty what? The dance that you doing is dumb How they do it where you from? (Ay!, triflin'!) Stickin' out your tongue Girl, but you know you're too young A bunch of girls do it and the shit look fun That's how they do it where we from (ay!) You know it don't start till one That's how they do it where they from (What?) The dance that you doing is dumb (What?) The dance that you doing is dumb (What?) The dance that you doing is dumb (What?) The dance that you doing is dumb Is dumb, is dumb, is dumb, is dumb Shorty what? How they do it where you from? (Ay!, triflin'!) The dance that you doing is dumb That's how they do it where we from (ay!) That's how they do it where they from (shorty what?) The dance that you doing is, doing is, doing is dumb (What?) The dance that you doing is, doing is (What?) The dance that you doing is dumb (What?) The dance that you doing is, doing is, doing is dumb (What?) The dance that you doing is, doing is That's how they do it where they from So faded, no exaggeration (what?) Backs breakin' like a percolation (what?) Boys to the yard for some hip spankin' Where you make it drop down like you in the matrix (yeah!) Can't take it, them chicks been fakin' (what?) Y'all still sleep, better stay awakened (what?) Hot new dance for the hood to make it Make the dunk move fast, make them think you drinkin' (yeah!) Head to the floor don't collect that though (what?) You better huddle up 'cause the beat's so cold (huh?) Pop that, pop that, cock and reload (huh?) This another hit, I got an ace in the hole (what?) Boys on my back, player, did you peep that? You got a small stack, player, you can keep that (huh?) I'm a Big Mac make you wanna eat that Like hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, yak it to the yak (yeah?) Junk in the trunk make you pumps in the bump Girls wanna have fun make you stickin' out your tongue (what?) Shorty what? The dance that you doing is dumb How they do it where you from? (Ay!, triflin'!) Stickin' out your tongue girl But you know you're too young A bunch of girls do it and the shit look fun That's how they do it where we from (ay!) You know it don't start till one That's how they do it where they from I come into this bitch like liquid Drip, drip, then the business Click, click, get your picture Hermés Trismegistus Witness and get lifted Basic, nigga I was born in the basement Shape-shift, nigga, I think like a spaceship False, oh-nah-nah-nah I am so different than y'all, so far apart The way that I balance the bars I never fall, and if I do I just call The almighty yellow star, God Lyrically I'm Optimus Prime The car I drive; La FER-RAR-I When I go by, smoke in your eyes So open your eyes, the joke's on you guys And you ain't gotta be a mason to see through Some of this shit on occasion Shorty what? The dance that you doing is dumb How they do it where you from? (Ay!, triflin'!) Stickin' out your tongue, girl But you know you're too young A bunch of girls do it and the shit look fun That's how they do it where we from (ay!) You know it don't start till one That's how they do it where they from I'm like kak-a-rak-a-rak-rak-a-rak-a-rak Make a new track, make 'em fall on they crack Give 'em a slap, appetizer and smack I'm so fat in the back, make the boys all collapse Yeah, when I rap they be all on my jack Boys wanna jump on this pussycat (prr) Got a new idea, let me switch it Man, I'm so futuristic Big lips and big, big, big hips Body be thick like a biscuit But I'm different, rippin' shit, microphone grippin' it Gettin' these Benjamins, new car, whippin' it Uh, I'm so far ahead of y'all, man I'm on top of the stars I don't care none of you are, blah-blah-blah-blah You best to go rewrite your bars Shorty what? How they do it where you from? (Ay!) Where we from (ay) From-from-from, from How they do it where you from? (Hey! Triflin') That's how they do it where we from (T-r-o-y-b-o-i)
Writer(s): Pharrell Williams, Missy Elliott Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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