Total Trippin Lyrics

[Puffy]
Bad Boy '98
Total Kima Keisha Pam
Missy
Talk to me
yeah yeah yeah yeah
[Missy Elliott]
Uh Bad Boy
Bad Boy
My mic sounds nice
Check one
(oooh)
Bad Boy
My mic sounds nice
Check two
P U F F
I'ma make 'em go deaf
Make you say who dat?
Them Total b____es bad a__es
Kima Keisha and Pam oh s___
God dammit should you cram it or slam it
d___ right I'ma jam it
[Pam]
Baby
you sho' is sumthin'
See I won't, trade you
For nothin'
See everything, you do to me
You got me trippin'
And I'm satisfied
And that's guranteed
Chorus
I hope you
That you've been checkin' me
I know what you're talkin' bout
You got me trippin' on my own feet
You got me buggin' boy
You bring me so much joy
You got me open boy
And Ima save my stuff for you
I hope you
That you've been checkin' me
I know what you're talkin' bout
You got me trippin' on my own feet
You got me buggin' boy
You bring me so much joy
You got me open boy
And Ima save my stuff for you
[Keisha]
Baby yeah
There's one thing, I'll mention
Me and her (la la la la la la la)
See she's no, competition
So tell her
That you're through with her
And you're in love with me
And that's Totally
And you're dedicated, to me
Chorus
I hope you
That you've been checkin' me
I know what you're talkin' bout
You got me trippin' on my own feet
You got me buggin' boy
You bring me so much joy
You got me open boy
And Ima save my stuff for you
I hope you
That you've been checkin' me
I know what you're talkin' bout
You got me trippin' on my own feet
You got me buggin' boy
You bring me so much joy
You got me open boy
And Ima save my stuff for you
[Keisha]
(Mmmmmmmmmm) Baby
(Mmm-mmmmmm) There's one thing
(Mmmmm-mmm) I'll mention
(Mmmmmm-mmm) Nah nah nah
(Mmmmmm-mmm) See she's no
(Mmmm-mmmm) Competition
Bridge
I won't quit it
Till I get it
Till I have it
I'll admit it
I'm in love
(you got me, s___ you got me)
I won't quit it
Till I get it
Till I have it
I'll admit it
I'm in love
(you got me, s___ you got me)
[Kima]
Baby you know that
You got me trippin'
Ya see I'm open
Baby I'm open
Baby you know that
You got me trippin'
Ya see I'm open
Baby I'm open
Chorus
I hope you
That you've been checkin' me
I know what you're talkin' bout
You got me trippin' on my own feet
You got me buggin' boy
You bring me so much joy
You got me open boy
And Ima save my stuff for you
[Timbaland]
Thank you, thank you
[Puffy]
'98, and we won't stop
Nah nah nah nah, heh heh heh
Yeah yeah yeah
Missy, Misdemeanor