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    Missy Elliot »

    Missy Elliot Why You Hurt me текст песни

    Why You Hurt me

    Missy Talking:
    I know there somebody out there who had a nasty
    Nasty friend who wanna go around humping everybody
    Can I get a hoe? You know what I’m saying? So
    I’ma talk about this one I had a fewa years ago
    Verse One:
    I had a friend named Cutie Tootie
    Tootie turned tricks to get some Gucci
    Known as loose bootie
    Truly she was a freak in the evenin
    And if she wasn’t teasin then give me one reason
    Why she do dat? Always knew dat
    She was hot as da nectar
    Hector said he pecked her, direspected her
    Cause he bang bang swang in his dingalang
    Broke his back long range
    And make the ugly bitch sing
    Oooh oooh
    Why you hurtin me?
    Tell me why more
    Oooh oooh
    Oooh oooh
    Why you hurtin me?
    Tell me why more
    Oooh oooh
    Verse Two:
    Cutie Tootie with her sight
    And if she humped Ralph
    She humped Bobby, Ricky and Mike
    Tight, is the way she wore her dresses
    Has she learned her lesson
    From all the dick testing
    Now I’m guessing
    She’s laying in a casket
    In a yellow basket
    For a Gucci jacket
    Daggit, I wish she didn’t do those nasty things
    Cause he made the ugly bitch sing
    Verse Three:
    Tootie didn’t know the facts of life
    Staying up in clinics
    Loosy bootie made trife
    Feeling, she got the heeby geebies
    Quick to give you freebies
    Underneath the staircase in Brooklyn
    Neighbors out the window sure was lookin
    She greasy like chicken
    I don’t give a cotton pick and
    She can do her thing
    Cause me and her don’t hang
    The ugly bitch sang
    Missy Talking:
    So you know what? This should be a lesson for anybody
    Who’s hanging with someone who’s dirty, nasty, stank
    Once again going around humping everybody
    Everybody and anybody and anything
    That’s why you make the ugly bitch sing

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