Missy Elliott - Pump It Up Lyrics

(Missy) hey yo, Nelly, this is fire,
(Nelly) what ya talkin bout girl?
(Missy) let's make it hot for da clubs
(Nelly) Missy
Woooo! this is fire

Down south girls got them real big butts,
Real big butts make ya man wanna look,
Back it up, flip it up, skinny girls ICK!
Love my gut so fuck a tummy tuck, OH YEAH!
Yup, I shakes my butt, shakes my gut like 'yeah bitch, what?
Yeah I likes it rough, tough ask ya man how I'm good in handcuffs, me and Nelly came to rock the club, pack the place, don't push and shove,

I'm from the club straight to the crub, I'll let ya know if the sex was good

Chorus

Pump it up! show me love, chick
Let me see what you workin' wit,
Let me see those big ass hips, big booty, pump it up,
(this is how me and Nelly pump it up)
Show me love, chick,
Let me see what you workin' wit,
Let me see those big ass hips, big booty, pump it up

Down south playas, we got that fire, mayne!
Get up on my booty, tootie fruite on the rudy
I'm a thick chick, skinny girls act snooty,
No matter what the size, my big thighs, I do my duty,
Look at the way my rump like shake like a movie
See my tight jeans and the coochie,
Spend a little loochie, gotta work for the booty,
Me and Nelly hot on the track, Nelly, can't no one ever top that, cuz we came to rock the club, DJ's betta pump it up,
Muthaf**kas need to back it up, cuz we gon tear the roof off the club,

(Repeat chorus)

(Missy talks)

You know down south chicks got big asses, and we a little heavy sometimes, but when you from the south, we don't call that 'fat', we call that 'big-boneded', fo' sho'

(Nelly)

Yeah ma, I heard you like the magic stick,
Me I got that gadget stick, it's like go-go gadget thick,
You know, make her climb the walls and shit,
I make her wanna press pause and shit,
Walk up in the party, girls swingin' they panties,
You see they was doin that before I had them grammy's,
I get a little baby when I'm in Miami, I may act a little french but I still got mammies

It's Nelly phelony, and Missy, Misdemeanor,
Both goin down, checkin' records, who got records that broke records in record time and I ain't talkin' bout them records they buyin' lyin' see ya need to keep up wit me,
You see I'm still spendin' stackin' the ride wit me,
You struggle to recoup, I struggle on which coupe to ride in,
(Missy) see how we be stylin'

(Repeat chorus)

This is fire.

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