| | WYCLEF JEAN - Party To Damascus (Remix) Lyrics [feat. Missy Elliott]
[Wyclef Jean [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
[Missy Elliott]
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Yeah, hey yo Clef [oh]
[Wylcef:] Uh huh]
Uh oh [uh oh], these mother####ers ain't ready for
this shit [oh]
[Wyclef:] Hey]
[Missy Elliott]
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
[Wyclef Jean]
Hey [echoes]
It goes, “Missy you hit me with the henny got me dizzy
like a lesbi
I heard you wear turtleneckses' to hide your hickies.”
I'm freaky, dickie, like Samantha ‘Sex in the City'
Lookie, lookie here
I only came to party
Easy shorty, with one dance
I put you in a trance
Not a body experience
As time flies, we have fun
But I don't want it to pass
My total love gots you waiting like a whoop-lash
Hey [echoes]
[Break - Missy Elliott]
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]
[Chorus - w/ ad libs]
1,2,3,4
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 - singing: x2] Bo habibi, Nishtage'a
It's official raise your glasses
Cause this party gonna go to Damascus
[Wyclef Jean]
Its me turn
I'm Mr. International
Cause when I move, everybody moves [Causto mi la'more
mi das-mi-yor]
That's was French, if I missed ya
You want Spanish y'all
All my guys grab two ladies now [Mi alas amigos puedos
dos senorita yo]
[Japanese lib]
Freakin' in Japanese shooting in the West Indies
Its breaking down, go and fetch the wrench
I'm suddenly all Jewish
And tossin' it up at a Bar-mitz-pha
[Break - w/ ad libs]
[Chorus - w/ ad libs]
[Interlude - Wyclef Jean - 2X]
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Friday, Saturday, Sunday, gotta have it
[Missy Elliott]
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 Diddy make you walk for cheesecakes 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]
[Chorus]
[Missy Elliott - talking]
[uh oh] Yeah, hey yo Clef
[uh oh] Uh oh
[Wyclef Jean - talking]
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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