DripDemeanor (feat. Sum1)

Hello, baby

(This is a Missy Elliot exclusive)

He just been making me hot

He just tryna get my twat

He want a taste of my goodies

He say it taste like butterscotch

Boy, you can not get me locked

You tryna get me you get bought

Unless you tryna marry me

My ring must big as a rock

I open up my candy shop, my panties drop, you see what I got, ya

I grab the strawberries and berries, Dove chocolates nice, all in the box

Boy, you better stop

'Cause I am the cream of the crop

Baby you know what I got

I'm top notch

I'll keep rubbing till your body start to tweak, ah

When you push up on it put that thang on me, boy

What's poppin', baby? Can you put me to sleep? yeah

Every time you see me, do me dirty, yeah

I'll be back, I'll top that, I want that shit bad

I can't wait till midnight, baby, come see me

If I am your girl or ya chick

Don't treat me like I'm just a bitch

Boy, you don't try to play stick

'Cause Missy not chasing your ****

Boy you don't wan to get hit, you's a trip 'round your boys you be flippin' that script

Tell me why you be frontin', you know you so pussy-whipped

I am the best that it get when I kiss on your lips and I throwin' these ****

All on your face, let you taste on this cake, when I shake it I might let you lick

Licky-lit the kitty-kit, let you hit it real quick

I'm thicc like a brick

I'm hot as one can get

This shit is so lit

I'll keep rubbing till your body start to tweak, ah

When you push up on it put that thang on me, boy

What's poppin', baby? Can you put me to sleep? yeah

Every time you see me, do me dirty, yeah

I'll be back, I'll top that, I want that shit bad

I can't wait till midnight, baby, come see me

Softly, tell me would you stay baby

You know I give you more than she

I know just where you wanna be, yeah

Hair-do wild, make-up on

Your favorite pillow, baby

Louder than the TV

Knocking boots, we rocking to

Probably music playing

I wish you could see what I see, baby

Coming for you, boy, don't you say a thing

Baby, why you so thirst? (Thirst)

Boy, you just a big flirt (Flirt)

Know I got a man, no, this **** not yours

You just tryna pop the cherrs

You get kicked to the curb

I know you want this big ol' donk but you must wife this chick first

I'm looking for a romance, we can hold hands

Handstand, do a lap dance

Yeah, I wanna black man

To eat it up like Pac-Man

Boy you stop playing

Stop playing

This be the jam

Miss don't really give a damn

(I don't give a damn, I don't give a damn)

(I don't, don't, don't give a damn, I don't give a damn, woah)

(I don't give a damn, I don't give a damn)

(I don't, don't, don't give a damn, I don't give a damn, woah)