(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 - talking]

(uh oh)

Yeah, hey yo Clef (oh)

Uh oh, these motherfuckers ain't ready for this shit (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, 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)



[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]

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, Habibbi, Nishtage'a - 2X]

It's official raise your glasses

Cause this party gonna go to Damascus

-acap