Hey Woo

*send corrections to the typist<br><br>[Intro - Missy Elliott - talking]<br>Oh (what you got player)<br>Oh (ah, uh)<br>Oh (ah, uh huh)<br>Hey yo Loon<br>Yo, when these chicks see a nigga with some hot shit<br>I`ma help yo ass out on what a bitch think<br>when a nigga got some cheddar<br>Girls be like (A LOON)!<br>Take that, get money, cars, player<br>That`s that act innocent get his credit card for his info (ah)<br>For her and some friends<br>You need to be careful playboy<br>You fine as shit, but um<br>These chicks got game like Michael Jordon, okay<br>Pump the cheap talk, I`ma just let the beat knock<br>What you got<br><br>[Verse 1 - Loon]<br>Yeah I see you girl, why you lookin at me<br>And why your man in the club lookin trigger happy<br>It`s a shame you don`t hear me though<br>And I`m far from a lame, I`ma gigolo<br>I get paid just to spit the flow<br>And I can`t even explain when I get at yo<br>You know how long I`ve been gettin dough?<br>Used to rock full length mink with the finger low (okay)<br>Yep that`s my forte, and chicks know Loon best at foreplay<br>I get hugs and kisses all day, trips to Norway, sip Crisses all day (woo)<br>Plus wrists be all gray, plus five speed shiftin all day<br>And my mind is right, if you ain`t about no money, better find a life, aight<br><br>[Chorus - Missy Elliott] - w/ ad libs<br>(Hey Woo)<br>Boy that`s what them hoes say<br>When they tell that money in your pocket, okay<br>(Hey Woo)<br>They be like (woo)<br>Credit cards and calls they go (Hey Loon)<br><br>(Woo)<br>Baby that`s what them chicks say<br>When they see a superstar ridin in the fast lane<br>(Woo)<br>They be like (woo)<br>Now who that there?<br>(Female voice: Oh girl, that`s Loon)<br><br>[Verse 2 - Loon]<br>Uh, check it out yo, check it out now<br>Why`s you all on me, friends is all on me<br>Pissy drunks spillin alcohol on me<br>Tried to split but the chick keep callin me<br>Cause I be everything a baller be<br>Please believe me, my team is cheesy<br>Please be easy, me and Pee Wee easily<br>Like `em red bone, short and sleezy<br>Get my second cup, start talkin greezy<br>We come consistent, young, relentless<br>No resistance, girls run from distance<br>When we come through, pimp hard like Michigan<br>And sip Dom, wrists armed, we glistenin<br>This chick on, this Dom, got Mrs. and<br>They silk on, that non new trenches and<br>High heel stilettos, I feel so ghetto<br>But switch to soft, couldn`t get them off me<br><br>[Chorus] - w/ ad libs<br><br>[Verse 3 - P. Diddy]<br>Hey yo, can I get some of this playboy<br>They call me Diddy<br>Yo when I come in the club I go hard<br>All black shapar, girls all on me like German shapar<br>Latest fashion from Hermain and tar<br>When the hell you gon` learn I`ma star?<br>P.D. back up for par Dolce jar<br>Girls and Bob dog, what`s up with the bar<br>Midori forty-five degrees with cigar (uh huh)<br>V.I.P., B.I.G. here we are (that`s right)<br>Bad Boy maxim with all of our splendor<br>Got some real shit for all y`all pretenders<br>Harlem heartthrob that`s shock when it`s slender<br>Flow like August, with arms like December<br>Twelve years playboy got more to remember<br>Been bounce back since that fall on a ninja<br>Ladies wanna see me fall and just timber<br>Bad Boy go home, what y`all don`t remember<br><br>[Chorus] - w/ ad libs<br><br>[Outro - Missy Elliott - talking]<br>C`mon<br>Okay, you found me player<br>You know where I`m comin from (Hey Woo)<br>Haha, you got that paper nigga