Текст (слова) песни: Missy Elliott - U Cant Resist

[baby]

Uh, whats happenin? what

Uptown, new orleans in this bitch with va, you understand?

With this hot girl, missy

Fuckin with these uptown guerillas, you dig?

If it dont make dollars, it dont make sense

Do yo thing girl

[missy]

Yall dont wanna gimme my props?

Imma have to lick two shots on my glock

Pop-pop the enemy till he drop

Make his whole body go hibbie-to-the-hop

Well I wont stop till I get up to the top

Gotta blow any other state off the block

And I got a whole lotta chedda in my pocks

You better gimmie giimme five mics, gimme props

Say you sick of my clique and my shit

cause I got a whole lotta hits and no tricks

Just a bass line, few snares, few kicks

Make the whole industry wanna go and bit

I say you sit, we sit, I sit

While I go shit on a mix like this

Say you spit, I spit, we spit

But you cant fuck with a nigga like this

Check me out

1 - hatin on us but ya cant resist

If you come hard, better come legit

We gon talk shit cause we confident

If you think not, then you bound to sit

Hatin on us but ya cant resist

If you come hard, better come legit

We gon talk shit cause we confident

We gon show you so you best believe it

[missy]

Yall dont wanna put me on front

On the front page, all the shit I don done?

Now you wanna fuck around and grade my shit?

Lets talk about the million niggas who bit

Its only one timothy from the v.

And the whole industry goin beep-beep

Now I gotta go change up my beats

So another nigga wont duplicate me

Yeah I got styles, got shows, videos

And my shows, it grows, it grows

And I sing, I flow, I blows

And I know yall niggas know

When I come swift with the one-two kick

If ya got a blunt, got a light, got it lit

Yeah, dont stop, wont stop, wont quit

And I made 1.6 admit, check me out

Repeat 1

[b.g.]

Im that nigga that tote them aks

B.g. is what they call me

I be in them project hallways

Beef with me, you gon be sorry

Me and my niggasll shut yo block down

We got ks so, put them glocks down

You scared to come outside

Them hot boys got you on lock-down

This nigga here from cmb

Roll with a clique about 20 deep

Cause I made a mill, it dont mean

I aint gonna keep it real with my peeps

All I have is thugs in my clique

All my niggas, they come off the street

Now all of a sudden hoes on my dick

Cause Im on bet and mtv

[juvenile]

It aint no secret, this nigga be project

Getting paid, thats whats my object

Aint none of you niggas gon stop this

Cause Im bout makin a profit

Im all about getting it locked, dog

Dont wanna be on the block, yo

Cause bitches be makin them tye calls

While I be makin drop offs

Mannie fresh, he hooked me up too

To the playa haters I say, fuck you

You needs to worry bout you

Instead of what to not do

Juvenile don hooked up with missy

Bitches gon hate me, bitches gon dis me

Alota you niggas gon miss me

Imma be here, you gon be history

Repeat 1

Repeat 1

[missy]

If you come hard, better come legit

(say what? oh, ah huh)

If you come hard, better come legit

(oh, uh)

We gon show you, so you best believe

[timbaland]

What, uh

What, what

What, what

What, what

What, what

Um hmm, hot boys

Its all gravy

Missy

Timbaland

We out

Gimme that

Gimme that

Oh, gimme that

Gimme that

Gimme that, gimme that

Gimme that

Gimme that, gimme that

Oh, yeah

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Missy Elliott - U Cant Resist [baby] Uh, whats happenin? what Uptown, new orleans in this bitch with va, you understand? With this hot girl, missy Fuckin with these uptown guerillas, you dig? If it dont make dollars, it dont make sense Do yo thing girl [missy] Yall dont wanna gimme my props? Imma have to lick two shots on my glock Pop-pop the enemy till he drop Make his whole body go hibbie-to-the-hop Well I wont stop till I get up to the top Gotta blow any other state off the block And I got a whole lotta chedda in my pocks You better gimmie giimme five mics, gimme props Say you sick of my clique and my shit cause I got a whole lotta hits and no tricks Just a bass line, few snares, few kicks Make the whole industry wanna go and bit I say you sit, we sit, I sit While I go shit on a mix like this Say you spit, I spit, we spit But you cant fuck with a nigga like this Check me out 1 - hatin on us but ya cant resist If you come hard, better come legit We gon talk shit cause we confident If you think not, then you bound to sit Hatin on us but ya cant resist If you come hard, better come legit We gon talk shit cause we confident We gon show you so you best believe it [missy] Yall dont wanna put me on front On the front page, all the shit I don done? Now you wanna fuck around and grade my shit? Lets talk about the million niggas who bit Its only one timothy from the v. And the whole industry goin beep-beep Now I gotta go change up my beats So another nigga wont duplicate me Yeah I got styles, got shows, videos And my shows, it grows, it grows And I sing, I flow, I blows And I know yall niggas know When I come swift with the one-two kick If ya got a blunt, got a light, got it lit Yeah, dont stop, wont stop, wont quit And I made 1.6 admit, check me out Repeat 1 [b.g.] Im that nigga that tote them aks B.g. is what they call me I be in them project hallways Beef with me, you gon be sorry Me and my niggasll shut yo block down We got ks so, put them glocks down You scared to come outside Them hot boys got you on lock-down This nigga here from cmb Roll with a clique about 20 deep Cause I made a mill, it dont mean I aint gonna keep it real with my peeps All I have is thugs in my clique All my niggas, they come off the street Now all of a sudden hoes on my dick Cause Im on bet and mtv [juvenile] It aint no secret, this nigga be project Getting paid, thats whats my object Aint none of you niggas gon stop this Cause Im bout makin a profit Im all about getting it locked, dog Dont wanna be on the block, yo Cause bitches be makin them tye calls While I be makin drop offs Mannie fresh, he hooked me up too To the playa haters I say, fuck you You needs to worry bout you Instead of what to not do Juvenile don hooked up with missy Bitches gon hate me, bitches gon dis me Alota you niggas gon miss me Imma be here, you gon be history Repeat 1 Repeat 1 [missy] If you come hard, better come legit (say what? oh, ah huh) If you come hard, better come legit (oh, uh) We gon show you, so you best believe [timbaland] What, uh What, what What, what What, what What, what Um hmm, hot boys Its all gravy Missy Timbaland We out Gimme that Gimme that Oh, gimme that Gimme that Gimme that, gimme that Gimme that Gimme that, gimme that Oh, yeah Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни U Cant Resist: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/8781.html Все тексты песен: Missy Elliott » Missy Elliott - Get Contact » Missy Elliott - Work It » Missy Elliott - Keep It Movin » Missy Elliott - Click Clack » Missy Elliott - The Rain (Supa Dupa Fly) » Missy Elliott - Izzy Izzy Ahh » Missy Elliott - X-Tasy » Missy Elliott - Friendly Skies » Missy Elliott - Gettaway » Missy Elliott - Whatcha Gon` Do » Missy Elliott - Hit `Em Wit` Da Hee (Remix) » Missy Elliott - Smooth Chick » Missy Elliott - Toyz (Interlude) » Missy Elliott - It`s Real » Missy Elliott - Crazy feelings » Missy Elliott - Crazy Feelings » Missy Elliott - Dats What I`m Talkin About » Missy Elliott - Oops (Oh My) featuring Tweet » Missy Elliott - Step Off » Missy Elliott - Release The Tension Рекомендуем скачать: » Эли Бар-Яалом - Горестное стенание » Эвелина Бледанс - Неон » Э.Хиль - Пора в путь-дорогу » Эдуард Муллер - Рыжая луна » Эли Бар-Яалом - Отцу » Эмир Шабашвили - Друзьям » Эльдус Сайфулин - Русская Самба » Эвелина Блёданс - Неон » Эли Бар-Яалом - Кто тут в сказку хочет? » Эли Бар-Яалом - Рыжая Маргарита » Эли Бар-Яалом - Формула » Эли Бар-Яалом - Леопард » Эли Бар-Яалом - Я предан королю » Эдуард Гончаров - Человек сидел и тихо пел... » Эли Бар-Яалом - Секретарь души » Эдуард Гончаров - Решусь и твой переступлю порог... » Эпидемия - Всадник из льда » Эмир Шабашвили - Мартовский лед » Эдита Пьеха - Огромное небо » Эли Бар-Яалом, Юлия Могилевер - Между небом и землей
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