Carmen lyrics from the mtv version

"MTV's Hip Hopera: Carmen" (2001)
DA BRAT LYRICS - [www.urbanlyrics.com]
DESTINY'S CHILD LYRICS - [www.urbanlyrics.com]
ROYCE DA 5'9" LYRICS - [www.urbanlyrics.com]
RAH DIGGA LYRICS - [www.urbanlyrics.com]
BEYONCE LYRICS - [www.urbanlyrics.com]
CASEY LEE LYRICS - [www.urbanlyrics.com]
MOS DEF LYRICS - [www.urbanlyrics.com]

DA BRAT LYRICS


"The Introduction"

Yeah
A classic story be told,
Carmen a hip hopera watch the drama unfold
The tragic tale of a girl
Tryin' to capture the gold
With a free spirit, brothers strady tryin' to hold
What would you do for love? (uh huh)
Is the cost too much?
Or the object of your desire you're tryin' to touch
Sometimes beauty it best observed from a far
Rise and fall with a star, as we face the cause

DESTINY'S CHILD LYRICS


"Survivor (Remix)"
(feat. Da Brat)

[Da Brat]
Welcome to the wonderful world of Destiny's Child
I'm Da Brat-tat-tat, my homeboy Den on the track
and we gon' lay you flat on yo' back
when the beat-boom-boom-pat-pat like that, y'heard me?
We comin in this game like some survivor's
and we leavin this game like some survivor's
So from now, until we dead and gone
we gon' BE, some survivors, y'heard me?
Beyoncé, where you at? Uhh!

[Beyoncé]
Now that you're outta my life, I'm so much better
You thought that I'd be weak without ya, but I'm stronger
You thought that I'd be broke without ya, but I'm richer
You thought that I'd be sad without ya, I love harder
You thought I wouldn't grow without ya, now I'm wiser!
You thought that I'd be helpless without ya but I'm smarter
You thought that I'd be stressed without ya, but I'm chillin
You thought I wouldn't sell without ya, sold nine million

[Chorus: Destiny's Child]
I'ma survivor (WHAT), I'm not gon' give up (WHAT)
I'm not gon' stop (WHAT), I'm gon' work harder (WHAT)
I'ma survivor (WHAT), I'm gonna make it (WHAT)
I will survive (WHAT), keep on survivin (WHAT)

[Chorus]

[Beyoncé]
You thought I couldn't breathe without ya, I'm inhaling
You thought I couldn't see without ya, perfect vision
You thought I couldn't last without ya, but I'm lastin
You thought that I would die without ya, but I'm livin
Thought that I would fail without ya, but I'm on top
Thought it would be over by now, but it won't stop
Though that I would self-destruct, but I'm still here
Even in my years to come, I'm still gon' be here!

[Chorus x2]

[Kelly]
Wishin you the best, pray that you are blessed
Much success, no stress, and lots of happiness
I'm better than that! I'm not gon' blast you on the radio
I'm better than that! I'm not gon' lie to you and your family
I'm better than that! I'm not gon' hate on you in the magazines
I'm better than that! I'm not gon' compromise my Christianity
I'm better than that! You know I'm not gon' diss you on the internet
cause my momma tought me better than that!

[Chorus x2]

[Da Brat over end of Chorus]
Uhh, c'mon, uhh
Now that I been through the storm and the rain
Climbed up the ruff side and got tough at times
but I remain, if I got the stuff to shine
and without the pump, protect mine
Survive in the game, hate on me cause you lame
They don't ever see your face or say your name
No more pain for me, no more misery, cause you history
I'ma hold on to what I got
Strap on to my perfection, strap on protection
My own direction, born to be the best at what I do
I'ma make it through, stompin like a soldier in my big black boots
I keep 'em "Jumpin, Jumpin," stayin funky, funky for you
No matter who's that man that walk out of your life
You don't need 'em, don't be no heater
Long as I'm still breathin, not leavin for no reason
See them come and go, one switch, they not gold
No house no mo', not even a condo
As long as I know how to love, I'ma stay alive
No need your game or style
They can't tame me cause I'm wild, not ashamed of stayin down
Can the rain sit, and 'em things chromed out, spit
and in my game, no doubt, I'ma get paid in a big way, survivor!

[Chorus x4]

ROYCE DA 5'9" LYRICS


"Boom"

[ticking]

[Royce Da 5'9]
Uhh.. boom...
Tick tick tick.. yeah.. 5'9 uhh
Yo..

I'm the verbal-spit Smith Wesson
I unload with sick spit the quick wick could split a split-second
Bomb with a lit wick expression
You here a tick tick then you testin..
My saliva and spit can split thread into fiber and bits
So trust me, I'm as live as it gets
Everybody claimin they the best and head the throne
Since B.I.G is gone, if you ask me, they +Dead Wrong+
My flow is hotter than the flash from the click
When the hammer slaps the bullet on the ass from the clip
You wind up in a room full of my dawgs
I'll have you feeling like a fire hydrant in a room full of dogs
So come, come now, get pissed on, shitted on
Tough talk turns to, "Can't we all just get along"
You get blazed when the mic's off, shot when it's on
You probably ducked when they laid the gun shot in your song
My gun strrr-utters when it speaks to you
Utter shit to repeat to you
Nothing the clip, then give a speech to you
Me and Premier, we kind of the same in ways
We both speak with our hands in dangerous ways
Rap now is a circus of clowns
A whole lot of lip from cliques I'd probably rap circles around
I'm the next best to reach a peak formerly known
as the best keep secret, I guess that I just leaked it

[Hook x2]
(Boom!)
Somebody better duck or (RUN)
Somebody better (Watch out cuz he's bout to blow up)
"Boom..boom, bam, God-damn!" "..Royce 5'9"

I'm a motherfuckin star, I don't battle no mo'
I provide the the gun clappin around of applause after ya show
We can go toe to toe cuz they calling you hot
Steppin around all ya punches like, "That's all you got?"
Everyday I'm meetin somebody and all of they peeps
Quick to shake a nigga's hand and show me all of they teeth
And these bitches I be pattin they asses
They be all dumb and googly-eyed lookin at me, battin they lashes
Rappers think Detroit niggaz not as down as them
Or since I'm down with Slim that I sound like him
Quick to judge me and tell me that my hook might sell
And say faggot shit to me like I look like L
My advice quit talking it's over
I was knockin niggaz out when you was knockin sticks offa they shoulders
I got dirt done in my past, I know y'all sweat
I got regrets older than some of you so called vets
Niggaz say I found God with the flow
Bring the police to the studio and bring the bomb squad to the show
Ain't a nigga touching mines
When you listen to my shit - you don't chew, you don't breathe,
you'll miss a fucking line
Every time I spit, I tick to show you it's hot
Leave me in the deck too long I blow up your box
Boom! *explosion*

"God..God-damn!" "..Royce 5'9"

[Hook x2]

"Boom..boom, bam, God-damn!" "..Royce.. 5'9"
"Boom..boom, bam, God-damn!" "..Royce 5'9"
"Boom..boom, bam, G...God-damn!" "...Royce 5'9"

[ticking] ..
[explosion] ..
[more ticking]

RAH DIGGA LYRICS


"What We Gonna Do"

[Rah Digga]
Megahertz

[Verse 1]
Another day in the life, kickin' for all thug bunnies
Paper chase them self, or say man blood money
Schemin' ass honey tryin' to get my shine
Such a lady of grace, with such a hood frame of mind
Summertime's here, Daisy Dukes are in order
Swingin' with my cousin a little thick, a little shorter
Five in the whip, we like to flow thick
CD's in a clip, let's take a road trip
Sayin' what we gonna do now, dice some trees
Take a ride in the Range through the block and skeez
We conceited asses, wavin' to the masses
Cats doin' wheelies on they bikes fly past us
Headin' to the mall or maybe to Phil's
Steady cruisin' down 5th, through one chat and the grill
Stores closin', down goes the sun
Everybody get ready, here comes the real fun

[Hook]
(Ah, ooh)
Yeah y'all, you know what's goin' down
Jumpin' in the whip and we rollin' around town
Wildin' out see ya layin' all on the ground
Mre heat and there's plenty to go around
Party people come shake it over here, just bounce
Got chu' throwin ya hands all in the air, just bounce
Everybody go shake it over there, just bounce
Blowin' the spot up like we don't care (Ah, ooh)

[Verse 2]
Now we done huffed about an ounce up
R and Gina, my cousin flirtin' with the bouncer
The second round's on me, D-I-G
The third is your's, come time to mop the dance floor
See, we ain't payin' so debt that due
Cali clubs be the shit, since they close at two
I'm a socializer, y'all know my steez
Whether mountin' at Spagra or grimey at Speed
Ya might see me solo or with a bunch of dimes
Or ridin' shotgun when I'm jottin' punch lines
Or maybe with the squad, Rah, and BK style
First lady profile, no more chicks allowed
Sayin' what we gonna do now, blow the set
Take a ride down to Philly, check grand and Moet
But back to the bricks, have drinks at my bar
I'm the real ghetto superstar

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
We bring the night to a close
Downed a couple shots and we threw a couple bows
What we gonna do now, take it down
No, after-hours on the other side of town (HO!)
Come on swing with me if ya able
Corner reserved and they gotta pool table
The music jumpin' better than the club
Champagne in the house, every DJ show love
But all good things must come to end
Headed back to the whip, turn parking lot pimp
Just when ya thought it couldn't get no thicker
Shorty gotta hurl, says she can't hold liquor
Food gettin' dropped off first, please
Time to roll another L, hot cakes and Mickey D's
Peace, peace y'all here's one for the road
Hit me off on the jack for the next episode

[Hook x2]

BEYONCE LYRICS


"If Looks Could Kill (You Would Be Dead)"
(feat. Mos Def, Sam Sarpong)

[Beyonce]
Sweetness flowing like a faucet, body bangin' no corset
Brother's wanna toss it but they lost cause my game ain't no forfeit
Slicker than a porpoise and thicker than a horse's
Carmen Brown got the whole town speechless
I stick to my thesis, I stick to my features
Brother's try to hold but they game never reaches
And most of these cats are like the middle of peaches
I see you lookin' at but what you lookin' at
You want a bomb, wanna twist me like a bottle cap

[Mos Def]
I'm tryin' to holler miss to see if you gon' holler back

[Beyonce]
Your game is wack and no you will not get your quarter back
See this is Carmen, curves like a quota sack
Skin coffee and cream, your donuts, you ain't dunkin' that

[Mos Def]
But this is Milla, Lieutenant if you're wonderin'

[Sam Sarpong]
And I'm Natheniel, (Mos Def) Mel Gibson (Sam) Danny Gloverin'

[Beyonce]
I knew not he you might as well be mumblin'
See I have dreams of the man what would become of him
There's not a kid out here who can make me believe
I should postpone my goals, he got tricks up his sleeve
Whole bar full of cups and you ain't lockin' me down

[Mos Def]
I got a warrant for ya heart and bear for the trial

[Sam]
Get a pardon if ya come with the sargeant now

[Beyonce]
Give me a chair cause I don't care I ain't feelin' your style

[Hook x2]
Yo, I'm tryin' to get with you shorty
(But I'm not feelin' you)
But I'm an officer shorty
(My looks are killin' you)
Murder one will get you under the covers
(Game talk or manslaughter I ain't feelin' you brothers)

[Beyonce]
Eyes like the ocean

[Mos Def]
Ma I got some lotion
Hold ya thighs, raise em' high and daddy long stroke em'

[Beyonce]
Hair like forever

[Sam]
I swear I could do it better
Take the gun out my holster, I still rock a beretta

[Beyonce]
You brothers sweat Carmen like Patrick Ewing
But that kid

[Mos Def]
Don't waste ya time he ain't worth doin'
He just a sargeant, passin' out tickets for parking

[Sam]
Chickenheads cluckin'

[Beyonce]
Pitiful fools barkin'
See this is Carmen, voice sweet as Marvin
I turn out lights with the switch when I'm walkin'
Girls steady jealous cause they man always hawkin'
Even got Lou lookin' at me like he stalkin'
And I got a mind too, wouldn't bless you
If your first name was Ha-Choo, on Sunday singin' gospel

[Mos Def]
You ain't a dime just a nickel actin' high school

[Beyonce]
Headed for the big top and bouncin' on this side sho

BEYONCE LYRICS


"Cards Never Lie"
(feat. Rah Digga, Wyclef Jean)

[Beyonce]
The cards never lie, my last breath a sigh
and now I think about if it's my time to die
I don't know what I was thinking, steady wasting time with Hill
and I need to live my life because my time is unforgiven

I can't understand how my life changed around
Manifest my destiny, is it the brown on the grown?
Blue skies are turning gray it's the point of indecision
Leaving in the car and much be spent on television

[Wyclef]
Oh Girlfriend, get your mind on right
Don't spend your time cause you can't waste your time
Everyday like it's your last, but you must feed the mind
Intervention comes and snatch up all your dreams from behine

Love!
You feel it and you got to let them know it
Love!
Your heart and that's the feeling that you go with
If you have a dream you need to go and let them know it
Cause you could wake up in the morning and it could be over

[Beyonce]
No, No, No, No
I don't wanna, I don't wanna
I don't wanna go
Just, Just, Just let me stay home
Let me live my dream, let me see another dawn

No, No, No, No
I don't wanna, I don't wanna
I don't wanna go
Just, Just, Just let me stay home
Let me live my dream, let me see another dawn

[Rah Digga]
Carmen, don't listen cause the cards have deceit
Just slide him the money, we don't need a receipt
Truth only exists within the eyes of the beholder
Plus he's kind of young for fortune telling
He probably should be older

[Wyclef]
But the cards never lie, I thought I told you
Now it's her turn to try, to reach her goals before she reaches the light

[Beyonce]
This is love
It's like I'm trying to throw my life away
Sometimes love is all you got and other times it makes you pay

[Wyclef]
Well when you finally rise
Then you'll realize

[Beyonce]
The windows to the soul are not the hips but the eyes

[Wyclef]
Oh You could wish on the stars but they dead, just a lie

[Beyonce]
But they shine just as bright as they did their entire life

No, No, No, No
I don't wanna, I don't wanna
I don't wanna go
Just, Just, Just let me stay home
Let me live my dreams, let me see another dawn

No, No, No, No
I don't wanna, I don't wanna
I don't wanna go
Just, Just, Just let me stay home
Just let me live my dreams, let me see another daw

BEYONCE LYRICS


"The Last Great Seduction"
(feat. Mekhi Phifer)

[Beyonce']
You know you really, really, really, really,
want to be with me
So why don't you stop beating around the bush
and come and give it to me
Derek we can make beautiful music together
if you only stop resisting the only woman that you really want
and its not wifey

[Mekhi]
Hey! You're real social
I don't like the way you're looking
Don't get too close
I'm about to take you down to booking

[Beyonce']
C'mon and touch me D I know you want to

[Mekhi]
Look, I only need your prints,
don't really care about your frontal

[Beyonce']
I don't see me living another day
without your tender kisses
Why don't we retire to the room,
put on some Luther, light some incents
Get to know one another just a little better
than we do now

[Mekhi]
You trying to act like I'm not a cop

[Beyonce']
You can bring the cuffs, if you would like to,
if that's your style

[Mekhi]
Looks let's get it straight, you cease and disist
I got some platinum bracelets
I'm about to squeeze on ya wrists

[Beyonce']
But you don't understand the way that I feel,
the pain I could heal

[Mekhi]
I could lose my job for this,
there is no way we could chill

[Beyonce']
So why you bring me this far,
now let's try to be real
Cause only time will reveal
if you still playing the field
Every second that you stay is like an hour we will
I got a couple days to kill,
either you down or you peel

I don't want anything without you in my life,
you are my baby
Why don't you forget about your girl
and say you want me as your lady
Get to know one another just a little better
than we do now
Give in to everything you're feeling that's surprising
Let's make love now

[Mekhi]
Nah, I don't think so,
your body is like weed smoke though
Light-headed, feel ya eyes saying please don't go

[Beyonce']
It ain't about getting locked
cause it's your steeze I need
My heart don't lie, come over D and feel my beat

[Mekhi]
Oh no! Cause I can see your skin is soft
You know, but I dont wanna pay the cost to be with you

[Beyonce']
You can't deny your feelings for us,
you know it's true

[Mekhi]
I gotta go, but really now I'm feeling you
I wanna do it, but I don't
You know, I'd feel your thigh, but I'm so full of decency

[Beyonce']
Go with your instints and I'm sure it leads to me
There's only moments to see if it is to be...

S you got me singin like my name was bobbly blubland
Don't make me sing 'em cause the game you playin baby two can

CASEY LEE LYRICS


"B.L.A.Z.E."
(feat. Rah Digga, Joy Bryant)

[Casey Lee]
The B to the L, the A to the Z to the E
Early twenties, girls by the twenties
Rims buy 'em twenty, never gin slide me Henny
Blunts roll in twenties, got my stunts holdin' semis
Blaze in the Bentley; be like Jay, "Come and Get Me"
Straight from Q-U-E percisely 40P

[Rah Digga]
Yo you that brother that I always see on MTV
I ain't cop your album got it off the MP3
But it's hot though take it from another emcee
That's what I'm tryna be

[Casey Lee]
Shorty it's the M-O-N-E-Y
My wrists will leave your eyes B-L-I-N-D
My passion for poetry and parting from poverty
Leaves me in position to mould my own like pottery

[Rah Digga (Joy Bryant)]
Heh, ain't really sweatin' you brother, we tryna parlay see
(I heard A&R was short for armed robbery)
I heard selling records is like hitting the lottery

[Casey Lee]
All you need is talent shorty, Blaze got plenty
Shorty holla, come on

The B, the L, the A, the Z, the E [x8]

[Casey Lee] + (Joy Bryant)
If you start from my toes to my dome like Gators
Iceburg, Gucci, my head cap is Raiders
CD so hot you gotta play hot potato
And Primo won't even take me out with the fader
Cause my voice is laid with paper, my crib, Jamaica
You know the action, get planes built to go there
(What about your Grammy?)
Got it chillin' at my mother's crib
Right next to the Golden Globe
For actin' like I give a fuck

[Rah Digga]
What you talkin' 'bout? Diamond life, you livin' it
Benji's, Bentley's, your cash flow is infinite

[Casey Lee]
But you know there's more to life than videos
They're different
Cali is where it's at
And that's a wrap, my lip I'm zippin' it

The B, the L, the A, the Z, the E [x8]

MOS DEF LYRICS


"Black & Blue"
(feat. Mekhi Phifer)

[Mos Def]
You don't like me huh? Well I like me
I got somethin to say to you

I see you standin on the side wit your smile and your crooked eyes
Acting like a man but a chick frontin in disguise
Open on some thicker thighs, smokin on a blunt of lies
Tradin in a badge for a sash sayin sucker hi
Lookin at her son now, probably make a mother cry
Should of listened to that song tellin' you to "Walk on by"
But you didn't now your washed up like a cup of tide
Let me know I got the heat when you think it's time to dry

[Mekhi Phifer]
What you think you talkin 'bout mistake me for some other guy
Need to buy a watch cause ain't no shorty gonna give the time
Day or nights birthdays, Kwanzas or Valentines
Big talk, really small but you ain't a friend of mines
You ain't even genuwine sweeter than a Cinnabon
[Mos Def]
But wit five fingers and a fist I'm deadly as the Pentagon
You don't want beef with MILLER cuz I'm ILLER
[Mekhi Phifer]
Or because you bout as criminal as killers
[Mos Def]
Whoa how, I see you slick with the words now
Bad cause you got a chick with some curves now
Calm your nerves down you was locked Carmen Brown
Draws had hers down scored on the first down
Yeah, so get your keys out your purse now
Run to your car before you're laying in a hearse clown
[Mekhi Phifer]
How you sound yo you dirtier than Jers now
Extortin all that money thought you'd have a couple furs now
[Mos Def]
Ha, watch ya speed I don't wanna play around
You got your head in the clouds I'm bout to bring it to the ground
It's somethin that you need to know
[Mekhi Phifer]
They got you on video?
[Mos Def]
Sike but your girl Carmen Brown is a silly hoe

CASEY LEE LYRICS


"Blaze Finale"

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh it's like this uh
It's like this yo
Yo when I rap on a song
Where you at is the storm
And when the gat's in my palm
Where you at is the wrong
Call me blaze 'cause
My bullets leave a trail this long
Frail is strong for you
Body got a panel to talk
The care is gone
The streets gave this man some arms
Every corner sellin' L and 'tron
This tale is one
You probably heard
Before 'cause my side is dark
Sick of rest, to the barrel
When it's time to spark
Got my keys in my wallet
But I lost my heart
And if I launch my guns
I'll be locked in dark
Skip the barber
You'll get faded for free
Plus parts, you got beef to start
Let me heat your grill
No pros, snub those
And your cats get peeled
Low-pros, no more
Bust a mack and peel
Cats conceal I keep mine
On my lap and chill
Ridin' shotgun
Even when behind the wheel
You know the dealThe B, the L, the A, the Z, the E
(Yeah)
The B, the L, the A, the Z, the E
(Uh)
The B, the L, the A, the Z, the E
(Uh-huh yeah)
The B, the L, the A, the Z, the E
(What?)
The B, the L, the A, the Z, the E
(Put em up yeah, no doubt yeah)
The B, the L, the A, the Z, the E
(Y'all ready for this)
The B, the L, the A, the Z, the E
(Y'all ready for this)
The B, the L, the A, the Z, the E
(Ay yo)Pull a semi, revolution is single
Even animals are Calico
Will desert my eagle
Got an abacus I'll teach you
How when I can be lethal
And when I bust they say united
At the Air Raid in Segal
Prepare for my people
Everything's equal
Everything's evil
Snypers tryna zappa me
Like Amad and Dwezil
It's the Q against the Kappa
And I'll step on you silly
She's gotta have it
But I took it and
I sold it for 50
Name is B-L-A
With the Z and the E
I push a CLK with a T and a V
I'll be on MLK
Any city you choose
The first time you ever spit
Was when you were
Shining my shoesThe B, the L, the A, the Z, the E
[x8]

DA BRAT LYRICS


"Immortal Beloved (Outro)"

Uh
And that's the story, no life no more, just the loss
Caught up in between the negative and positive force
Carmen Brown, sad tale of a life cut short
Who will take the responsibility when the guns go off?
On one side you have Hill, he got to live with the guilt
Is he the one that she needed or the one that got a kill?
Or is it Carmen to blame for her own downfall?
Did she play with his heart and never loved him at all?
It doesn't matter now because she is resting in peace
And all the playas in the game have to live with the grief
It's only now that she's gone, you will truly discover
The Immortal Beloved Carmen Brown, there never be another

DESTINY'S CHILD LYRICS


"Bootylicious (Rocwilder Remix)"
(feat. Missy)

[Destiny's Child]
Kelly, can you handle this?
Michelle, can you handle this?
Beyonce, can you handle this?
I don't think they can handle this

My boy Roc, can you handle this?
My girl Missy, can you handle this?
DC, can you handle this?
My ghettos you can't handle this

[Kelly]
You better move 'cause we've arrived
Lookin' sexy, lookin' fly
we're the baddest chicks, the chicks inside
DJ jam tonight
Spotted me a tender thing baby
There you are, come on baby
Don't you wanna boogey with me
Say, can you handle, handle me?

[Beyonce]
You gotta do much better
if you gon' dance with me tonight
You gotta work yo' jelly
if you gon' dance with me tonight
'cause I don't think they're ready for that jelly from them boys
'cause I don't think they're ready for that jelly from them boys
'cause I don't think they're ready for that jelly
from Beyonce, Michelle and Kelly
It's time for takeoff

[Chorus]
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for this
'Cause my body too bootylicious for ya babe
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for this
'Cause my body too bootylicious for ya babe

[Destiny's Child]
I shake my jelly at every chance
When I whip from my hips you slip into a trance
I'm hopin' you can handle all this jelly that I have
Now let's cut a rug while we shake our **

[Kelly]
I'm about to break ya off
H-town growin' hard
Lead with hips, slap my thighs
Swing my hair, square my eyes
Lookin' HOT! smellin' good
Groovin' like I'm from da hood
Look over my shoulder, I blow you a kiss
Can you handle, handle this?

[Beyonce]
You gotta do much better
if you gon' dance with me tonight (night)
You gotta work yo' jelly
if you gon' dance with me tonight
Read my lips carefully if ya like what you see
Move girl, prove you can hang with me
By the looks I got ya shook up and scared of me
Buckle your seatbelt, it's time for takeoff

[Chorus]

[Missy Elliott]
Y'all not ready
How many times I say y'all not ready
Watch my booty shake like a fat lady's belly
My style so stank I better bank you gon' smell me
*SNIFF!* Aw, you smell me
Smells like money when I come runnin' *WOW!*
Missy keep it comin' -- *WOW!*
RocWilder drum drummin'
Destiny got the whole world freakin' somethin'
Now we killin' somethin'
Somebody better warn y'all
B, Michelle and Kelly put that jelly on y'all
Roc and Missy be hot like California
Won't you sing the hook, uh, why don'tcha
Now here we go

[Michelle]
Move your body up and down
Make your booty touch the ground
I can't help but wonder why
[all] Is my vibe too vibealicious for ya babe

[Interlude]

[Chorus: w/Beyonce scat singing]