I'm Talkin Lyrics - Supa Dupa Fly - Missy Elliott

Nigga, waz up? 

You think you tough, I'm fly shit 

Has a bitch, dope as fuck 

Sho nuff I'm guaranteed, no diggities 

Fight you like the fucking enemies 

You would think there's fucking ten of me 

When I'm sending these 

Blows, blows, hoes want to roll like hydro 

When I suck Timbaland's bone like you (barking in the background) 

Fido, I go 

Scoop Lil' Kim 

Me, she, her, them and him 

Gets high in a tunnel 

They see my Lexus comin 

They hear the bass rumblin 

They come quick, they come quick 

Like a dick, I make myself sick 

I'm so motherfuckin bad to the bone 

Like my titties are full blown 

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My style of rappin, my style 

I'm such such a good rapper, I'm such such a good rapper 

I give you good and plenty, yeah yeah 

My styles the bomb diggy, my style 

My style of rappin 

I'm such such a good rapper, I'm such a good rapper 

I give you good and plenty hmmm hmmm 

My style the bomb diggy 

I'm calling your cards like Sprint 

Can't be me, can't see me 

I'm low like Timb, ladies and gents 

Dogs, cats and babies 

Whoever but my style 

I hope you croak from the rabies 

Swayze, maybe I call your name 

Ain't that a fucking shame 

I'm too high for that 

I'm great like the dane 

Mane on main 

If you decide to put your hands 

On my fucking light 

Like the ciggarettes I light 

You must burn, you better learn 

From the pro 

Who rock shows after shows 

When it rains it pours 

I hurt like the cold souls 

My style polishes like nails and toes 

You know, know 

Photos 

You beg to be put on like cats 

Nigga know who I am 

Now you want to sing and dance 

You want to shake your stanky ass 

Well I'm sorry Sam 

God damn, ou ain't family 

You hounding me, pounding me 

With the same old story 

You bore me 

Lordy have mercy on all these groupies 

Sorry cutie 

Why you go and shake your bootie? 

Cause there's only one Lil' Kim 

The triple beam, the misdemean 

Nigga queen, whoomp, we Tag Team 

So hot we melt like ice cream 

Without the dick riding 

Dreams of smoking a California blunt 

I got the lyrics to make you feel it 

What you want nigga? 

I'm talking about my style 

I am the flyest then RZA now 

I'm talking about my style 

Let me tell you about Missy's style 

Hey Timbaland be talking more shit 

And Lil' Kim be talking more shit 

Da Brat be talking more shit 

Busta Rhymes be talking more shit 

702 talk shit 

And Aaliyah talk shit 

Ginuwine be talking more shit 

And I be talking more shit 

And Total be talking more shit 

Maganoo and St. Nick we be talking shit 

Jimmy talking shit too 

We out