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Bring The Pain

Missy Elliot





(feat. Method Man) 

"One two three four five six seven eight nine!" - [Chuck D] 
"Are we on the air?" 

[beat from Method Man's original "Bring the Pain" starts playing] 

[Missy Elliott] 
Uhh, uhh .. {HA?} 
Uhh {HA?} uhh {HA?} 
Uhh, this is - uhh, a Missy Elliott - uhh, exclusive 
Uh-huh.. woo!! 

[Missy] 
And I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain 
Ooh baby, what's your name? {HA?} 
I love the way you're spittin the game 
You made me change from thinkin all guys the same 
You the type of guy I wanna marry in months 
Got exactly what I want {HA?} 
And ain't no fakin the funk 
Your attitude is funk and you're makin me crunk (c'mon) 

[Chorus: Missy - singing] 
Yes it's real baby 
Got me so crazy 
Light my fire dirty 
Like the way you serve me 
Stimulate my body 
Crunk just like a party 
Ohh, you won't be sorry 
My papi, I'm yo' mami 

[Missy] 
I'm in your life to come and let you explore {HA?} 
And take you on a tour 
The kind of guys that be talkin that noise 
Is the reason I ignore {UH-HA!} 
And you the one I wanna take to MEET MOMS 
"He's a rap superstar" {UH-HA!} 
I wanna be the one, you like 
I'm sure to do you right 

[Chorus] 

[Method Man + (Missy)] 
Is it real hon, if it's really real (let's chill) 
Maybe pop an X pill (how does sex feel?) 
Come and get your next thrill (you the raw deal) 
Yo I'm sayin if your man won't (Mr. Meth will) 
That's amore', all day, mind over matter 
And my forte' is foreplay, sex on a platter 
Have it your way, then who, serve you everything on the menu 
And all that freak shit that you into 
Sweet lady, you drive me half crazy 
Maybe, we can go half on a baby (on a baby?) 
Poppa got a brand new bag 
Hidden in the stash of his brand new Jag 
Lovely, kick your shoes off and get comfy 
We can bump uglies if you ain't got your monthly 
Yes I, like "American Pie" 
Tell 'em M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter-Y 

[Chorus] 

[Missy] 
M-E-T-H-O-D, Man 
M-I-S-S-Y, I am 
I came came to bang bang the boogie 
I see you lookin to bang out my nookie 
You want my cookies I baked for you rookies 
Work hard they want me to bang bang and stick me 
If you want my nookie you got to come quickly 
M-E-T-H-O-D is ya wit me? 
[Mr. Meth] is ya wit me?



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