Total - Trippin'
[Featuring Missy Elliott][Puffy]Bad Boy '98Total Kima Keisha PamMissyTalk to meyeah yeah yeah yeah[Missy Elliott]Uh Bad BoyBad BoyMy mic sounds niceCheck one(oooh)Bad BoyMy mic sounds niceCheck twoP U F FI'ma make 'em go deafMake you say who dat?Them Total bitches bad assesKima Keisha and Pam oh shitGod dammit should you cram it or slam itDamn right I'ma jam it[Pam]Babyyou sho' is sumthin'See I won't, trade youFor nothin'See everything, you do to meYou got me trippin'And I'm satisfiedAnd that's guranteedChorusI hope youThat you've been checkin' meI know what you're talkin' boutYou got me trippin' on my own feetYou got me buggin' boyYou bring me so much joyYou got me open boyAnd Ima save my stuff for youI hope youThat you've been checkin' meI know what you're talkin' boutYou got me trippin' on my own feetYou got me buggin' boyYou bring me so much joyYou got me open boyAnd Ima save my stuff for you[Keisha]Baby yeahThere's one thing, I'll mentionMe and her (la la la la la la la)See she's no, competitionSo tell herThat you're through with herAnd you're in love with meAnd that's TotallyAnd you're dedicated, to meChorusI hope youThat you've been checkin' meI know what you're talkin' boutYou got me trippin' on my own feetYou got me buggin' boyYou bring me so much joyYou got me open boyAnd Ima save my stuff for youI hope youThat you've been checkin' meI know what you're talkin' boutYou got me trippin' on my own feetYou got me buggin' boyYou bring me so much joyYou got me open boyAnd 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) CompetitionBridgeI won't quit itTill I get itTill I have itI'll admit itI'm in love(you got me, shit you got me)I won't quit itTill I get itTill I have itI'll admit itI'm in love(you got me, shit you got me)[Kima]Baby you know thatYou got me trippin'Ya see I'm openBaby I'm openBaby you know thatYou got me trippin'Ya see I'm openBaby I'm openChorusI hope youThat you've been checkin' meI know what you're talkin' boutYou got me trippin' on my own feetYou got me buggin' boyYou bring me so much joyYou got me open boyAnd Ima save my stuff for you[Timbaland]Thank you, thank you[Puffy]'98, and we won't stopNah nah nah nah, heh heh hehYeah yeah yeahMissy, Misdemeanor
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