Get Contact - Busta Rhymes, Missy Elliott

When I through my uh!

in it I split it Mess around, make you ask who did it Forget your pride go admit

My stank butt make you wonder who shitted

Whoa there kitty

Got a fitty from the city got a minute now Im chillin (talk to me now)

No time you silly

Fakin me like you milli vanilli

When they play this in the club they go nuts

Sweat all night till it smell like must

So busta whats to discust?

I dont know but boy whats up (throw it up, throw it up girl)

Boy you pretty

I got a bitty from the city and my hair looking pretty

Oh you didnt

No bullshit and you gonna get it Yo, Im a get it and give it to all yall

Hopin you niggas is ready for another free fall

Overall niggas need to get up off the wall

If they wanna brawl missy give me a call

Yo, not at all everytime I raid the rift

Before we bust yo ass better plead the 5th

Shut your mouth you niggas talk to much in my house

Me and missy lets get this money thats what Im talkin about

Then you come nigga wanna be down

Shootin your load I hope you know we got the rebound

Real quick break fool know we blow your mind

Off the hook nigga fix your telephone line

When we come through tell me what you gonna do Give me my money quick so then I can thank you

Word is born you knowin I only get better

Everytime supafly dangerous elements get together

Shes mrs.

supafly

Hes mr.

dangerous

And if you bust then they gonna bust

And one of us gonna have to duck

When I play this in my jeep youll see

How this beat, rumble under my feet (under my feet, yeah)

Go ahead, you cute

If you cute then I get cute too

Go ahead missy I got many so many men I got plenty (what what)

I aint kindin, dance alone why dont you come dance wit me When I bumped this one the left they go deaf

Bust yo ear drums until none left (till none left)

Whoa there busta, they dont like us, they dont love us well fuck em Oh you silly you dont kill me you dont feel me, boy you illin

We aint dealin

If no drinks then we aint chillin

Yo miss supafly let me hit me and missy we gonna get all up in it

All in a minute get wit it When I was young gettin babysitted

A nigga blow the spot up make you ask who did it Contact everytime I touch a track

Freak out wiggle your funny bone and bounce back yo Nigga see me in the back (who dat?)

You dont know my name Im knowin motherfucker (true dat)

You wack you better improve your shit

When I bounce on beats lyrics might abuse your shit

Make music so I can lose your mind

So hide when I finish make you wanna press for wine

Nigga see the dj cuttin it up Bringin it back rippin the track you know we fuckin it up Got you suckin it up My nigga chill out, make you ill out

And watch all of the moet spill out