Gettaway Lyrics - Supa Dupa Fly - Missy Elliott

Missy Elliott F/ Nicole, Space 

Miscellaneous 

Gettaway 

Verse One: 

Close your eyes 

Visualize 

Space and I verbalize 

You chastize 

But can't stop my enterprise 

Put your rhymes in a line 

Put your raps in a stack 

I'll break you and your singer like Jinga 

I mean um 

I spit like knee 

On you this tight thing 

Space nine enferno 

One verbs be frightening 

And for the sword fights tonight 

My entourage is in camoflauge 

Remove your mask 

Let down your visage 

But don't slip up 

Cause when I was in my ship 

That's when I get ripped up 

The whole world 

Fuck it 

G-S-E committee 

Got your panties shitty 

Click you sick 

Callosso with itty bitty 

Space and Missy 

Sip my style till your pissy 

Virgina bitch galactic 

Chorus: 

I be writing, writing, writing rhymes everyday 

Don't you say no more you don't want to battle 

Said I'm writing rhymes, writing rhymes everyday 

Don't you say no more you don't want to battle 

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Verse Two: 

Mama, Daddy, you ain't, ready 

Act like you know me 

Fly, as friends be 

Sizzling, I'm chilling 

Man, you twisting 

You sissy, you dis me 

You wish we was fucking tight 

Auntie, Papa, Smoke lala 

Hallah, fala, don't bother to swalla 

This bottle of remmy, got plenty 

Of weed 

So give me, give me, give me, give me, give me, please 

See's, no one, fly like these 

Bees from over seas, we scratch our knees 

Please, little one, please 

You know my rhymes get tight 

When I smoke all night (chorus comes in) 

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Chorus 

Verse Three: 

We high tech like Timbo's 

Slap faces of dirty hoes 

N-Y-M-B-A 

Dirty combo when we play 

Swirl like the milky way 

Deep like my black hole 

I oppose, to expose 

Chemical gases up your nose 

Fade away like ozone 

Quazars, moves and shit 

Hey yo Missy, where da clip? 

I think I need a hit 

Shitty bees up in da place 

Wanna be down with whoever 

Be all up in his face but aint even on the level 

I pull your wig back 

Let of steam like nasty pools 

That heat be to hot 

Melt down, now up in pot 

Count down, 3-2-1, lift off 

Now over tize, Venus we circlize 

And mars we tantalize 

Comatize like Hale-Bopp 

Smoking trees non stop 

Then I send a televize from satelite on Nightline 

Yeah, wouldn't you like to get away 

To the moon 

We shine like stars 

Lock down like metal bars 

Chorus 

My style is a one-in-a-million 

I flow on and on and on 

My rhymes give you a really good feeling 

All day long 

(repeat)