paroles de chanson Miss P. - feat. Da Brat - Cherish
Yo
this
is
one
of
them
ones
when
they
come
on
It
makes
you
wanna
say,
ohh
You
can't
listen
to
this
low
man
You
gotta
turn
it
up
know
what
I'm
sayin',
ohh
Yeah
cherish,
so
so
def
ya'll
know,
ohh
This
is
how
it
go
man
double
O
three
Felicia
holla
at
'em
If
I
walk
up
and
said
whats
up
Would
you
give
me
that
look
and
act
like
your
tough?
As
I
walked
back
walked
back
would
you
give
me
the
eye
Admire
my
strut
checking
out
my
look?
See
you
look
like
you'd
be
the
type
That
be
getting
numbers
all
night,
night,
night
From
night
baby
that's
alright
You
be
getting
numbers
so
do
I
You
could
call
me
M
I
Crooked
letter,
crooked
letter
P
I
M
P
I
know
you
think
you
got
game
But
baby
let
me
tell
you
you
ain't
got
more
than
me
You
could
call
me
M
I
Crooked
letter,
crooked
letter
P
I
M
P
I
know
you
think
you
got
game
But
baby
let
me
tell
you
you
ain't
got
more
than
me
Sweety,
I'm
no
freak,
so
you
won't
have
me
But
I'll
have
you
messed
up
with
the
words
I
speak
We
can
be
just
friends,
and
you
would
catch
feelings
You'll
be
callin'
me
up
and
you'll
be
checkin'
it
I
know
this
might
sound
like
it's
hype
But
if
I
want
you
boy,
you'll
be
mine,
mine,
mine
One
take
my
conversations
tight
'Coz
now
I
got
you
curious
right
You
could
call
me
M
I
Crooked
letter,
crooked
letter
P
I
M
P
I
know
you
think
you
got
game
But
baby
let
me
tell
you
you
ain't
got
more
than
me
You
could
call
me
M
I
Crooked
letter,
crooked
letter
P
I
M
P
I
know
you
think
you
got
game
But
baby
let
me
tell
you
you
ain't
got
more
than
me
Yeah
I'm
in
the
C
H
E
R
I
crooked
letter
H
And
we
don't
play
when
it
comes
to
Pimpin'
this
music,
pimpin'
these
tracks
Pimpin'
this
game
until
we
get
paid
And
we
gon'
P
I
M
P
this
music
industry
Until
they
know
our
names
Felicia,
Farrah,
Fallon,
Neosha
got
you
open
until
these
vocals
Is
what
you
gon'
be
sayin
You
could
call
me
M
I
Crooked
letter,
crooked
letter
P
I
M
P
I
know
you
think
you
got
game
But
baby
let
me
tell
you
you
ain't
got
more
than
me
You
could
call
me
M
I
Crooked
letter,
crooked
letter
P
I
M
P
I
know
you
think
you
got
game
But
baby
let
me
tell
you
you
ain't
got
more
than
me
I
cherish
bein'
a
pimp,
it
ain't
necessaryly
bad
I'm
not
embarassed
to
demonstrate
I
party
They
call
me
Miss
Harris,
favorite
color
is
orange
Cherish
is
glowin',
I'm
chuch
from
my
head
to
my
toe
and
It's
obvious
it's
showin'
'coz
I'm
hopin'
my
color
Don't
bother
us
when
its
gametime
everyday
flametime
This
game
shine
I
have
no
other
choice
But
to
blow
your
mind
I'm
more
soldier
that
the
leutenant
When
it's
cold
I'm
in
drapes
until
the
floor
Chinchila,
I
look
good
in
it
with
the
hood
in
it
600
wool
in
it,
we
runnin'
get
money
Dis
honey
ain't
bullsittin
still
ain't
funny,
ain't
it?
Yo
pimp
showtainin'
don't
hate
on
me
Why
don't
you
go
and
get
you
some?
I'm
sayin'
my
whole
crew
bangin'
We
stay
sharp
as
tack,
it's
J.D.
and
Brat
Pimpin'
this
industry
to
the
max
believe
that
You
could
call
me
M
I
Crooked
letter,
crooked
letter
P
I
M
P
I
know
you
think
you
got
game
But
baby
let
me
tell
you
you
ain't
got
more
than
me
You
could
call
me
M
I
Crooked
letter,
crooked
letter
P
I
M
P
I
know
you
think
you
got
game
But
baby
let
me
tell
you
you
ain't
got
more
than
me
You
could
call
me
M
I
Crooked
letter,
crooked
letter
P
I
M
P
I
know
you
think
you
got
game
But
baby
let
me
tell
you
you
ain't
got
more
than
me
You
could
call
me
M
I
Crooked
letter,
crooked
letter
P
I
M
P
I
know
you
think
you
got
game
But
baby
let
me
tell
you
you
ain't
got
more
than
me
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