Missy Elliott Dog In Heat Lyrics

[Missy]
Gimme that funk, mmm..
Funk, mmm.. yo gimme that
Funk.. sho' nuff that
Funk..

[Redman]
Yo, yo
Beware of the dogs, off the chain
f___ your whips at the club we p___ in the parkin lanes
Blow it up ten frames so you see it wide
If your broad ain't f___in she don't need to ride (beat it)
She can crawl in the trunk with her knees inside
by the spare, she hungry I'll feed her fries
Cause I'ma, dog n____, shot-call n____
My shotgun talk with a lecture hall scripture
Applaud {*ahh*} b____, shake that a__
I getcha, drunk and high and duct tape that a__ fast
Then leave you on your daddy front lawn (ding dong)
with your hair all f___ed up, with one pump on
Get stomped on, I take the money and run
I'm a dog, s___ I f___ right in front of your son
If you ain't got Missy and Meth
want me to spit the hot s___ for you? n____, write your check

[Missy]
When you come home from work, I'm gon' make you do more work
Pour some wine in the cup, sip sippin on sizz-urp
Ohhh.. ohhh.. now we gon' make love to and in ya
SLIDE, wanna take a ride
When you with me oh so right, tell them boys not tonight
Say you chillin witcho b____ and this is one y'don't wanna miss
Uhh uhh.. cause this love right here is on fire (fire)
SLIDE, wanna take a ride

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
I love it boy when you play this song
Dead wrong, you know this record be turnin me on
You keep me growlin like a dog in heat
Hey wodie put it down make me sleep for weeks

[Missy]
You on the block layin low, from the cops layin low
When you done let me know cause my love make you be like WHOA
Ohhh.. ohhh.. cause I got yo' mind in the trenches
SLIDE, let's take a ride
Baby come give me some HEY WODIE ain't no other one
can shine on my life and make me wanna stay the night
Mmmm mmmm.. cause you put b___erflies on my stomach
SLIDE, baby won't you slide

[Chorus]

[Method Man]
Yo yo I wanna gangsta BOOGIE with my GANGSTA b____
Love it when the p____ talk back thanks to d___
All my dogs (woof) playin the wall, get at these broads
You ain't got no-a__-at'all, we ain't f___in wit y'all
I'm not your smooth lovin, see me at Casbah thuggin
Hands where your Stove Top be stuffin
Never catch Tical hand-cuffin, I'm in your party puffin
Smellin like that Wu-Tang production
Cousin tried to tell me p____ come a dime a dozen
And when it come around I'll beat it down like percussion
Missy come and get me, I'm bout to call Doc
We can all meet up at Peanut's, I heard it was the spot
Somebody roll the weed up, push the car lighter, kick your feet up
Saturday Night, who got the Fever?
Brought the flavor, of indonesia
Puff puff give type procedures
and this joint b__pin out your speakers

[Chorus]

[Missy]
I'm gonna take you high to the top
and let your body not reject me babe
I'm gonna make you really love me
I'm gonna make you scream don't stop
But you must first respect his lady
You must respect this lady

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