Tytuł: All N My Grill (European Version)

• Wykonawca: Missy Misdemeanor Elliott
• Wyświetleń: 269

[Missy - Verse One]
  Don't explain, you never change
  Same old thing, same old game
  Say ya want, to be wit' me
  But show me my ring
  Baby, let me think
  I been, in the cold
  The story untold, about to unfold
  How do you expect me
  To ever believe, you won't be wit' me
  
  [Chorus - Missy (Nicole)]
  Why you all in my grill (why, you all, in)
  Can you pay my bills (can you pay my bills)
  Let me know if you will (let me know, let me know)
  Cuz a chick gotta live (a chick like me, I got to live)
  
  [Missy - Verse Two]
  Talk is talk, and talk is cheap
  Tell it to her, don't say it to me
  Cuz I know, I'm in control
  See tricks are for kids, and boo I'm too old
  Go 'head, with your games
  Don't ever come back, to me again
  Where you go, remember me
  I'm the best thing in history
  
  [Chorus - Missy (Nicole)]
  Why you all in my grill (why, why, why)
  Can you pay my bills (can you pay my bills)
  Let me know if you will (let me know, boy, boy)
  Cuz a chick gotta live (a chick got to live, ooh yea)
  
  [Bridge One - Missy (Nicole)]
  Third time (third time)
  I moved you in, took you back
  In my life (I was a fool)
  I don't know, what's wrong with me
  Third time (third time)
  I moved you in, took you back
  In my life
  
  [Chorus - Missy (Nicole)]
  Why you all in my grill (why you all, in my grill)
  Can you pay my bills (can you pay my bills, yea)
  Let me know if you will (let me know, let me know, baby, baby)
  Cuz a chick gotta live (a chick like me, I got to live, yea)
  
  [Bridge Two - Missy]
  If you want me
  Where's my dough
  Give me money
  Buy me clothes
  No need for talking
  Have my dough
  Where's my money
  Where's my clothes
  If you want me
  [repeat]
  
  [MC Solaar]
  Zigzag zigzag, oui, j'ai du zigzaguer
  De comčte en plančte ta salopette rosagué
  shoot quand y'a des canettes, y'a plus d'bisou
  Plus d'baisers, plus d'bises, juste un biz biz de bijoux
  Tu veux du cling-cling clinquant, ne vit-on pas
  sale top du top salsa plus Merco Classe A
  Je braquerais les banques, toutes, tu ferais banqueroute
  Boufferais des casse-croűtes juste pour paver d'or ta route
  J'jouerais ŕ cache-cache pour trouver l'cash
  Userais de la calache, de la tchatche, j'vendrais męme du hash
  Solaar trip j'excčde clean honnęte et net
  T'offrira des tas d'poupées pleines de p'tites pépettes
  J'aurais les poches vides, portrais le męme jean
  Lęverais mon verre ŕ la tienne, tu diras tchin-tchin
  T'auras tout ce que sur terre le soleil fait briller
  Joueras au monopoly avec des vrai billets
  
  [music till fade]