paroles de chanson Party to Damascus (Remix - Radio Mix) - Wyclef Jean , Missy Elliott
Feat.
Missy
Elliott
(Missy
Elliott)
Brrrr,
Yeah,(ew,
ew,
ew,
EW!
yeah)
It's
over,
uh
huh
(that's
right)
Missy
With
The
Preachers
Son,
uh
huh
(ok)
It's
over
(ok),
I
told
ya
(yeah)
J-CLEF,
let's
go
(ew,
WOO)
Brrrrr
(Uh
oh)
Yeah,
hey
yo
Clef
(oh)
Uh
oh,
these
motherfuckers
ain't
ready
for
this
shit
(hey)
Me
and
Clef
on
this
track
what
you
want
Heard
you
wanna
battle
us
both
I
hope
you
don't
Hand
me
my
mic,
two
woofers
in
my
trunk
(huh)
Sound
like
gonk-ga-gonk-ga-gonk-ga-gonk-ga-ga-ga-gonk
(c'mon)
I
drink
that
Dom
Perignon
(oh)
I
drink
that
shot
of
Petron
to
turn
me
on
(uh)
I
got
that
red
eye
bomb,
get
you
stoned
(yeah)
I
got
them
gunshots,
head
knock
'til
my
bed
stop
Hey,
I'm
from
a
place
called
New
Jersey,
they
call
it
the
New
Jersey
land
I'm
only
here
for
one
night
girl,
I'm
on
the
plane
tomorrow
But
I
love
the
way
you
move
girl
and
do
that
belly
dancin
So
let's
play
you're
my
teacher
and
won't
you
give
me
my
first
lesson
(C'MON)
I
teach
you
what
you
want
(oh
yeah)
The
things
you
need
to
know
(oh
yeah)
Come
in
and
shut
the
door
(yeah)
Lets
get
this
party
goin
(uh
huh)
Baby
let
me
show
you,
how
you
can
satisfy
a
girl
needs
(oh
yeah,
c'mon,
c'mon)
- W/
ad
libs
In
the
mornin,
in
the
evenin
In
the
nighttime,
gotta
have
it
It's
a
feelin
I
can't
fight
it
You
got
me
speakin
another
language
(*Female
voice:
Bo
a
bebe,
it's
the
bella*)
- 2X
It's
official
raise
your
glasses
Cause
this
party
gonna
go
to
Damascus
Yeah,
she
said
her
dad's
in
the
Army
and
he's
the
number
one
sniper
And
if
he
ever
found
out,
he'd
have
me
swimmin
with
the
fishes
in
the
water
Now
I'ma
say
somethin
crazy
girl,
I
love
you
I
know
we
meetin
for
the
first
time
in
the
club,
but
this
feels
like
a
deja
vu
- W/
ad
libs
- W/
ad
libs
- 2X
Monday,
Tuesday,
Wednesday,
Thursday
Friday,
Saturday,
Sunday,
gotta
have
it
W-Y
to
the
Clef
(c'mon)
Boy
I
keep
it
realer
than
the
titties
on
my
chest
(yeah)
"Milk
does
your
body
good,"
come
on
take
a
sip
Like
(*3
slurping
noises*),
it
taste
good
don't
it
You's
a
fine
dreadlock,
come
on
get
How
many
times
Missy
crushed
the
very
best?
How
many
bombs
on
my
summer,
Funk
Flex?
(uh)
As
many
times
as
Teddy
Reilly
said
"yep,
yep"
Did
you
get
it?
I
stays
on
your
mind
like
a
fitted
(uh)
Like
did
it
make
you
walk
for
cheeksteaks
to
the
city?
(woo)
Rough
chick,
dirty
jeans,
ain't
nothin
pretty
(uh)
Me
and
Clef
steppin
to
the
mic
to
get
busy
(c'mon)
(Uh
oh)
Yeah,
hey
yo
Clef
(Uh
oh)
Uh
oh
What's
up
Missy
(uh
oh)
You
know
I
love
ya
girl
(oh)
What's
up
Missy
Let's
go
(uh)
I
got
the
guitar
soundin
like
a
satar
Holy,
holy,
Jerry
Wonder
I
need
some
security
Call
police
(*fades
out*)
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