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Bad girls do it well
Bad girls do it well
Bad girls do it well
if that die bad girls do it well

Missy Eliot
Okay okay let’s call me Missy Miss bad bitch
no one mad like the average
don’t you ever try to comfort me
she get smashes like can’t say em the cheese
seeing the..manner less
MIA can’t handle this
we on..and get mistake
get the crowd like popped up like asses
money in my pocket and I’m bout sayin like idrolic
and the BB so retarded makes me kicking like karate
oh got that flow make that fix wanna get down low, get down low
..I got them flows ain’t you worry foe
gravity gravity dj’s play the hit
classic hoe epic ness me and Mia do the

2 x Chorus:
My chain hits my chest
When I’m bangin’ bangin when I’m bangin
My chain hits my chest
When I’m bangin’ on the radio

Hands up, get down
Pull me closer if you think you can hang
Hands up, get down
Pull me closer if you think you can hang

This bitches the wookies,wookies
I’m so..wanna cook me, cook me took cook me
cookie cookies
I get what I want
I’m a bad girl, I’m a bad girl
I’m a bad girl and I get what I want
no ask of control
you bout to get pump, you bout to get pump pump pump
..I’ll be sayin what I ..
’cause we so..and they so bad
girls in the bed tell the bitch can’t glad
bad girls fire
good girls pockey on my bad girl stay
why you act bitches talking

Hands up, get down
Pull me closer if you think you can hang
Hands up, get down
Pull me closer if you think you can hang

Face it, let’s face it
if you paper than I chase it
your magazine I race it
if you gonna drink I press it
you’re a hot..we can get that thing
I’m a big bossy
I got it I got it, I got it with my bully
to really push my button now, damn it push my button now
I got it I got it, I got it with my bully
to really push my button now, damn it push my button now

Me and nigga chase it
story and face it
the future will throw it and I ain’t hear go..
..intelligence prison got ..
I’m a bad bitch and I’m a big bodyy

My chain hits my chest
When I’m bangin’ bangin when I’m bangin
My chain hits my chest
When I’m bangin’ on the radio

Bad girls do it well
Bad girls do it well
Bad girls do it well
If I die I’m..

2 x
Bangin’ bangin’ when I’m bangin’ bangin’ bangin’ bangin bangin bangin bangin bangin
when I’m bangin the chain hits my chest

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[Verse 1: J. Cole]
This is for all the fans that waited, the bitch niggas that hated
Old hoes we dated, look mama, we made it
Your son out in Barbados, cheese eggs and potatoes
Smokin’ weed on the beach as my mind workin’ like Plato
Analyzin’ the world, fantasizin’ about girls
I’m handin’ diamonds and pearls and vandalizin’ her curls
Sweating her weave out, moans as she breathes out
Fuck I’m doin’ in parties with Hova and Steve Stoute
I step over piranha, death over dishonor
They killin niggas for J’s, that’s death over designer
Hey Cole heatin’ up like that left-over lasagna
Remember when I used to be stressed over Dawana
Now a nigga only textin’ distress over Rihannas
I’m talkin’ tens and better, hood bitches in Timbs and sweaters
And we always argue about the same thing
Tell me why we gotta argue about the same thing, same thing?

[Hook: Missy Elliott]
Nobody’s perfect, nobody’s perfect ey, ey
But you’re perfect for me
Nobody’s perfect, nobody’s perfect ey,
But you’re perfect for me

We rollin’, we ridin’
He like to go inside and
I love to go all night and
We rock the boat, Poseidon
I love to call your name, name, name
Baby I love to call your name, name, name

[Verse 2: J. Cole]
Oh yeah, to my college girl, take the weekend off and come home soon
I graduated way too long ago to be sneakin’ all in your dorm room
But that thing tight like Fort Knox
So I call you when the tour stops
But baby with your roommates, did you make sure the door’s locked?
She love it when we get together
Smoke a little weed but the shit together
Now that I’m on, I can pick and choose
Only fuck with hoes who got shit to lose
Yeah, I heard stories about different dudes
Her man on campus but it’s fine by me
She say she only fucked like 4-5 niggas,
So you know you gotta multiply by 3

[Hook: Missy Elliott]
Nobody’s perfect, nobody’s perfect ey, ey
But you’re perfect for me
Nobody’s perfect, nobody’s perfect ey,
But you’re perfect for me

We rollin’, we ridin’
He like to go inside and
I love to go all night and
We rock the boat, Poseidon
I love to call your name, name, name
Baby I love to call your name, name, name

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[verse 1: j. cole]
this is for all the fans that waited, the bitch niggas that hated
old hoes we dated, look mama, we made it
your son out in barbados, cheese eggs and potatoes
smokin' weed on the beach as my mind workin' like play dough
analyzin' the world, fantasizin' about girls
i'm handin' diamonds and pearls and vandalizin' her pearls
sweating her weave out, moans as she breathes out
fuck i'm doing in parties with hova and steve stout
i step over pirhannas, death over dishonor
they killin niggas for j's, that's death over designer
hey cole heatin' up like that left-over lasagna
remember when i used to be stressed over dawana
now a nigga only textin' distress over rihannas
i'm talkin' tens and better, hood bitches in timbs and sweaters
and we always argue about the same thing
tell me why we gotta argue about the same thing?

[missy elliott]
nobody's perfect, nobody's perfect eh
but you're perfect for me
rollin', we ridin'
he like to go inside and
i love to go all night and
we rock the boat, poseidon
i love to call your name, name, name
baby i love to call your name, name, name

[verse 2: j. cole]
oh yeah, to my college girl, take the weekend off and come home soon
i graduated way too long ago to be sneakin' all in your dorm room
but, this ain't tight like fort knox
so i call you when the tour stops
but baby with your roommates, could you make sure the door's locked?
she love it when we get together
smoke a little weed but the shit together
now that i'm on, i can pick and choose
only fuck with hoes who got shit to lose
yeah, i heard stories about different dudes
her man on campus but it's fine by me
say she only fucked like 4-5 niggas, so you know you gotta multiply by 3

[hook]

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[demi lovato]
i love the way you’re talking
i’m loving what you’re doing boy
i don’t fall easy often
i’ve never had a love like you before
i like you, put your number, put your number on my phone, phone, phone
you heard me wrestle, call me, call me when you’re all alone

[hook:]
don’t make bets
come on with me, we stay up all night long
i want you in, i want you bad
let’s keep the party going all night long
let’s keep the party going all night long
all night long, all night long, all night long

i’m on another planet
i made another universe
you may not understand it
sooner or later baby you will learn
i like you, put your number, put your number in my phone, phone, phone
you heard me wrestle, call me, call me when you’re all alone

[hook:]
don’t make bets
come on with me we stay up all night long
i want you win, i want you bad
let’s hit the party, going all night long
let’s hit the party, going all night long
all night long, all night long, all night long

[missy eliott]
we could party all night night
wanna spend a night, night
will you be my type by the end of the night, we could pillow fight
your missy’s real nice, come closer, cause i don’t bite
you talking how i like, you play daddy i play white
i’m so alone, no one is home
i got your number on my telephone
wanna wanna wanna be your girl
wanna wanna wanna be my babe
boy we could hold hands..
it’s the weekend don’t make plans

[demi lovato]
party’s hot, when you’re here
at the club, we don’t care
we gon set it off, we gon set it off.
party’s hot, when you’re here
at the club, we don’t care
we gon set it off, we gon set it off.

[hook:]
don’t make bets
come on with me, we stay up all night long
i want you in, i want you bad
let’s keep the party going all night long
let’s keep the party going all night long
all night long, all night long, all night long

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there’s a stranger in my bed
there’s a pounding in my head
glitter all over the room
pink flamingos in the pool
i smell like a minibar
dj’s passed out in the yard
barbies on the barbecue
is this a hickey or a bruise?

pictures of last night ended up online i’m screwed, oh well
it’s a blacked-out blur but i’m pretty sure it ruled, damn!

last friday night
yeah, we danced on table tops
and we took too many shots
think we kissed, but i forgot
last friday night
yeah, we maxed our credit cards
and got kicked out of the bars
so we hit the boulevard
last friday night
we went streakin in the park
skinny dipping in the dark
then had a menage a trois
last friday night
yeah, i think we broke the law
always say we’re gonna stop op owwhoaa
this friday night, (do it all again)
this friday night, (do it all again)

trying to connect the dots
don’t know what to tell my boss
think the city towed my car
chandelier’s on the floor
ripped my favorite party dress
warrants out for my arrest
think i need a ginger ale
that was such an epic fail

pictures of last night ended up online, i’m screwed, oh well
it’s a blacked-out blur but i’m pretty sure it ruled, damn

last friday night
yeah, we danced on table tops
and we took too many shots
think we kissed, but i forgot
last friday night
yeah, we maxed our credit cards
and got kicked out of the bars
so we hit the boulevard
last friday night
we went streaking in the park
skinny dipping in the dark
then had a menage a trois
last friday night
yeah, i think we broke the law
always say we’re gonna stop op o whoaa oh
this friday night, (do it all again)
this friday night, (do it all again)
this friday night

t.g.i.f, t.g.i.f, t.g.i.f, t.g.i.f, t.g.i.f

last friday night
yeah, we danced on table tops
and we took too many shots
think we kissed, but i forgot
last friday night
yeah, we maxed our credit cards
and got kicked out of the bars
so we hit the boulevard
last friday night
we went streaking in the park
skinny dipping in the dark
then had a menage a trois
last friday night
yeah, i think we broke the law
always say we’re gonna stop op oh whoaa oh
this friday night
(do it all again!)

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Take Ur Clothes Off : Timbaland

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I'm on a … I got a figure eight figure, let them all begga
Never booty shots, ass look thicker, ass jack tripper
I dance like stripper, been hot since real divas drinking more liquor
I rock a beat like wooh, other chicks … like they have to parlo
I get a present for you baby, been rapping since I was little baby
You better respect moi, voulez-vous couche … soir
You know I can't be stopped, might see me down the street in a brand new car
Now you ain't all know this new shit right now
Now you ain't all about the new beat, new beat?
Now you ain't all know this new shit right here, take your clothes off in the vip
Take clothes off, take clothes off, oh
I take my clothes off, I take my clothes off, let's go
To the flow, take it off, to the flow, take it off
To the flow, take it off, to the flow, take it off

Allow me to reintroduce myself my name Miss
Rocking like no one else
I don't need dope cause I'm feeling myself
Haters you all just be word to dell
Like a go back to the flow back
Return to the mac going through my Kodak
I'm all that, they ain't know that
You can't keep track if you had a low jack
Yeap, must of thought I was over
Been hot before Michael Jackson wore ...
Ya was youngin, I was much older
Been rich before you even knew about Oprah
Before you knew about Oprah
Been rich before you even knew about Oprah
Get it?
Been rich before you even knew about Oprah

Take clothes out in the vip, watch me take my clothes off
To the flow now, go and take your clothes off
Hey, … take your clothes off.

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Is That Your Bitch? : Jay-Z

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[Jay-Z]
Uh, yo don't get mad at me
I don't love 'em I fuck 'em
I don't chase 'em I duck 'em
I replace 'em with another one
You had to see she keep calling me BIG
And my name is Jay-Z
She be all on my dick
Gradually I'm taking over your bitch
Coming over your shit
Got my feet up on you sofa, man
I mean a hostess for my open hand
You coming home to beer shifts and there be soda cans
I got your bitch in my Rover man
I never kiss her, I never hold her hand
In fact I diss her I'm a bolder man
I'mma pimp her, it's over man
It's over man, it's over man

[Missy]
Oh is that your bitch
Why she all in his six?
With her hand on his dick
Keep licking her lips
Is that your bitch?
Why she all in his ride?
With her hand on his thighs
Keep looking in his eyes
Oh is that your bitch?
You better tell her chill
While you all in his grill
Don't you know that man kill?
Is that your bitch?
Why she paging him?
Keep praising him?
Cause that's Jay and them, bitch

[Jay-Z]
Yo, yo.. why you home alone, why she out with me?
Room 112, hotel balcony
How she say Jay you can call the house for me?
There's no respect at all
You betta check her dawg
She keep beggin' me to hit it raw
So she can have my kids and say it was yours
How foul is she? And you wifed her
Shit, I put the rubber on tighter
Sent her home, when she entered home
You hugged her up
What the fuck is up?
She got you whipped, got your kids
Got your home, but that's not your bitch
You share that girl, don't let 'em hear daddy Earl
It'll make 'em sick that his favorite chick
Ain't saving it, unfaithful bitch

[Missy]
Oh is that your bitch
Why she all in his six?
With her hand on his dick
Keep licking her lips
Is that your bitch?
Why she all in his ride?
With her hand on his thighs
Keep looking in his eyes
Oh is that your bitch?
You better tell her chill
While you all in his grill
Don't you know that man kill?
Is that your bitch?
Why she paging him?
Keep praising him?
Cause that's Jay and them bitch
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[Jay-Z]
Cool out homie
You betta keep her away from my balling clique
Keep her out of nightclubs all in the mix
From hanging out with chicks who be swallowing dicks
From catz who order Cris play the floor with the Knicks
It can only lead to something unfortunate
Hot boy like Jigga man scorch your bitch
Play the floor dot Jigga man go first
Then we all rock till we all hot
You know the boy from the Roc got them whores on lock
Got the bitches in the smash
Making yours drive fast
Do we get more cash than the average nigga?
All dem hoes like damn I gotta have this nigga
Cause I'mma hot black, how in the hell can you stop that
You can fuck mine
How the hell can you knock that?
I'm just playing the cards choosenly
Jigga man who ya supposed to be?

[Missy]
Oh is that your bitch
Why she all in his six?
With her hand on his dick
Keep licking her lips
Is that your bitch?
Why she all in his ride?
With her hand on his thighs
Keep looking in his eyes
Oh is that your bitch?
You better tell her chill
While you all in his grill
Don't you know that man kill?
Is that your bitch?
Why she paging him?
Keep praising him?
Cause that's Jay and them bitch

[Twista]
Tha Jigga and Twista got 'em screaming
Like a demon fiending for the semen
Chrome gleaming like the dome off Keenan
Gone while I'm leanin' smoking
I'm whip it in the stomach
Your bitch on the passenger side of me flashing your money
Why you acting so funny?
You know she been flirting while your working
Behind the curtain knuckles jerking for certain
Poppin' that pussy
Sweatin' till no fluid is left
When I come in the party with J we gonna do it to death
You gon' ruin your rep
Trippin' while we pimpin' these hefers
Playa lectures got me shining like a new Gator stepper
Must have been mad
When your ho put my stuff in the dash
Bust in her ass
To climax I come up with a nab
The game don't stop
Legit ballers bending up the block
Niggas rushing, coming at us cause of status and props
Sucking and fucking, loving it when I put tha dick up inside her
Can't help it if she yellin' with a ridah

[Missy]
Oh is that your bitch
Why she all in his six?
With her hand on his dick

Keep licking her lips
Is that your bitch?
Why she all in his ride?
With her hand on his thigh
Keep looking in his eyes
Oh is that your bitch?
You better tell her chill
While you all in his grill
Don't you know that man kill?
Is that your bitch?
Why she paging him?
Keep praising him?
Cause that's Jay and them, bitch....

"All 4 U" is a song performed by American recording artist, producer, actress Missy Elliott featuring rapper Lil Wayne rumored to be the first single "Block Party" which is expected to be release in 2010. Unfortunately this is unfinished version that has a verse from Missy and Weezy follow by 2 minutes of instrumental. I'll put an update when the full version is out.
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Missy Elliott Ft. Lil Wayne - All 4 U Lyrics and Video

[Missy Elliott]
Baby whats up with you tonight,
you wanna get busy I can read your mind,
baby, I can see you looking,
pour some champagne and you might get lucky,
touch on me, touch on me,
gimme gimme honey,
I dont want ya, want ya money,
I just want you get on me,
come on,
I’ve been checking you from across the room,
money aint a thing baby, what it do,
aint no need to keep on waiting,
tell them other b-tches they can keep on hatin,
it’s you that I want and i want what i want,
and I get it, get it, get it, get it, get it,

[Chorus]
Its all for you,
don’t you turn it down
til I show you my move,
you wont be disappointed,
hey there shorty let me get that thang,

[Lil Wayne]
Uhhhhm
I know what you’re looking for
Got you butt naked in the condo cooking for
A n-gga like Weezy, please say the baby
And just like im begging I please all the ladies
Ease off the Richtor Scale, lil girl
Make you feel it in your pussy to your f-ckin’ fingernails
Im a beast with it baby, you ever had it beasted?
Leave that thing pink like Easter
Kiss ya on each of ya lips, yep all four of ‘em
Dammn, shawty just wont let go of ‘em
She gone need more of ‘em, I leave that thing wetter
I beat that thing up and then I kiss it ’till its better