Funky Fresh Dressed

* second single, send corrections to the typist<br><br>[Intro: Missy]<br>This is a Misdemeanor exclusive<br>If your radio is experiencing any kind of difficulties<br>Turn the volume up<br>Yes, turn the volume up<br>Yes, turn the volume up<br>This is an exclusive (Turn the volume up)<br><br>[Verse 1: Missy]<br>It`s very necessary, on the contray<br>No you do not scare me, is you drinkin` Bloody Mary?<br>But shit, you betta hurry, before I have to bury<br>My attitude is bitchy, cuz my period is heavy<br>I used to drive a Chevy, put twenties on that baby<br>My nigga was the shit, but then that stupid nigga left me<br>And now I`m lovin` Larry, but Larry go with Terri<br>And Terri is a freak, but it`s his baby she will carry<br>The life he live`s a fairy, cartoon like "Tom and Jerry"<br>My flow is legendary and your style is temporary<br>Yeah, you need to worry, like Jason, it gets scary<br>The words that I spit don`t fit in that category<br>Is my vision blurry? My speech is very slurry<br>Me without Tim is like Jamaicans with no curry<br>And yes, it`s necessary, so hurry, nigga, hurry<br>Cuz when this album drops, you whack MC`s will all get burried<br><br>[Chorus]<br>Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party<br>Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)<br>Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party<br>Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)<br>Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party<br>Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)<br>Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party<br>Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)<br><br>[Verse 2: Missy]<br>Your style`s very crummy, that`s why you have no money<br>You always looking bummy, I don`t care if you don`t love me<br>Don`t try to come before me, unless you are a dummy<br>Repeat, you`ll lose your teeth and I would hate to call you gummy<br>Rainy or sunny, battle no way, honey<br>This not a game of Hide-and-Seek, go call ya mummy<br>It`s about get so ugly, and I`ma keep y`all runnin`<br>Hiding from me, cuz you know you are weak<br>You ain`t sayin` nothin`, I keep it jumpin` jumpin`<br>In your Kenwoods, I`m bumpin` sumthin` in ya trunk`n<br>You can say I`m buggin`, cuz when I come out bustin`<br>That`s why y`all be discussin` who I like and who I`m fuckin`<br><br>Repeat Chorus<br><br>[Break: Timbaland]<br>C`mon, c`mon<br>C`mon, c`mon<br>C`mon, c`mon<br>Fickidy, uh, uh, uh<br>C`mon, c`mon<br>C`mon, c`mon<br><br>(*Beat changes)<br><br>[Verse 3: Ms. Jade]<br>I had a little homie named Paul Revere<br>Smokes blunt after blunt, guzzled 40`s of beer<br>He would swear up and down every first of the year<br>He was gon` quit smokin`, but he never did<br>Watch y`all huskey, it`s about that time<br>Gettin` ready for the club `round quarter til` nine<br>Couple bottles of hypnotic in the back of the ride<br>Might spit like a girl, but I hit like a guy<br>Me and Missy ballin` up the avenue<br>Funky fresh dressed to impress, we mackin` dudes<br>Music biz only reason I ain`t jackin fools<br>You know bullshit walk and stackin` rules<br>Shit keeps drawin`, the streets keep callin`<br>Drink til` I`m nice and uh, uh-uh, on`n<br>I`m bad luck, y`all mad cuz y`all suck<br>Please do not try to fuck with young duck<br>Please do not try to fuck with young duck<br><br>(*Beat switches back to original)<br><br>Repeat Chorus