1. Thursday, November 21, 2002

    Work It 



    Is it worth it, let me work it

    I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it

    {*”I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it” – backwards 2X*}

    If you got a big [elephant sound], let me search ya

    To find out how hard I gotta work ya

    {*”I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it” – backwards 2X*}

    I’d like to get to know ya so I could show ya

    Put the pussy on ya like I told ya

    Gimme all your numbers so I could phone ya

    Your girl actin’ stank then call me over

    Not on the bed, lay me on your sofa

    Phone before you come, I need to shave my chocha

    You do or you don’t or you will or won’t ya

    Go downtown and eat it like a vulture

    See my hips and my tips, don’t ya

    See my ass and my lips, don’t ya

    Lost a few pounds in my waist for ya

    This be the beat that goes ba ta ta

    ba ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta

    Sex me so good I say blah-blah-blah

    Work it, I need a glass of water

    Boy, oh, boy, it’s good to know ya


    If you a fly gal get your nails done

    Get a pedicure, get your hair did

    Boy, lift it up, let’s make a toast-a

    Let’s get drunk, that’s gon’ bring us closer

    Don’t I look like a Halle Berry poster

    See the Belvedere playin’ tricks on ya

    Girlfriend wanna be like me, never

    You won’t find a bitch that’s even better

    I make you hot as Las Vegas weather

    Listen up close while I take it backwards

    (Watch the way Missy like to take it backwards) [backwards]

    I’m not a prostitute, but I could give you what you want

    I love your braids and your mouth full of floss

    Love the way my ass go bum-bum-bum-bum

    Keep your eyes on my bum-bum-bum-bum-bum

    And think you can handle this gadong-a-dong-dong

    Take my thong off and my ass go vroom

    Cut the lights off so you see what I could do


    Boys, boys, all type of boys

    Black, white, Puerto Rican, Chinese boys



    Girl, girl, get that cash

    If it’s 9 to 5 or shakin’ your ass

    Ain’t no shame, ladies do your thang

    Just make sure you ahead of the game

    Just ’cause I got a lot of fame supa

    Prince couldn’t get me change my name papa

    Kunta Kinte a slave again, no sir

    Picture black sayin’, “Oh, yes a master”

    Picture Lil’ Kim dating a pastor

    Minnie Me and Big Ren can out last ya

    Who is the best, I don’t have to ask ya

    When I come out you won’t even matter

    Why you act dumb like “Uh, duh”

    So you act dumb like “Uh, duh”

    As the drummer boy go ba-rom-pop-pom-pom

    Give you some-some-some of this Cinnabun


    To my fellas, ooooh

    Good God, I like the way you work that

    {*scratching: “Peter Piper” featuring Jam Master Jay*}

    To my ladies, woo

    You sure know how to work that, good God

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